Faith Destiny & Love (Complete) ✔

CONFESSION

The brown packet grabbed Mihika attention and she immediately tore the packet immediately welcomed with the silk kanjivaram. The orange kanjivaram with the golden border was something which had the ability to leave any woman spelled. Mihika could easily see the efforts did by her Jiju to buy the beautiful piece of cloth for her Akka. She pulled Ishita towards her and draped the saree around her shoulders. Ishita own eyes forgot to blink seeing the beautiful saree around her slim frame. A smile rose on her lips adoring the saree her husband had chosen for her, his gesture made her forgot rest of the incident and she continued to adore her reflection in the mirror until Mihika snapped her finger to gain her attention, "ab apne pyare pati ka gift yun hi niharti rahogi ya isko pehen ke unke hosh bhi udaaogi?"
(If you are done with admiring it can we start dressing it?)

"Mujhe.....mujhe yeh saree nahi pehenni. Main jo saree laayi hoon wahi pehnoongi." Ishita composed herself and kept the saree on bed making Mihika confused. She immediately took the saree and kept it on Ishita's hand, "Stop pretending ok. Mujhe pata hai aapko Jiju ke gifts kitne pasand hai. Ab chupchap ready ho jaao. Time ho raha hai function ka."
(I don't want to wear this one.)

And Mihika pulled Ishita along her to make her deck beautifully for the evening.

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I'm sorry for being such a monster Ishita but I promise I will take away all the pains of your life, the future of us together will be more beautiful than your present. You, me and Karthik, a perfect happy family.
He saw her moving around the hall perfectly inspecting the preparations of his sister in law baby shower. The silk kanjivaram she draped on her body made her look ethereal, the expensive piece of silk cloth accentuate her curves, enough to give the ideas of all delicious curves hidden underneath of her clothes. He saw as he bends to get something her luscious tendrils fell at the left side of her shoulder giving him enough view of her creamy back. No wonder she is the owner of undefined beauty having all the reasons to be someone sexual obsessions.

With him there was another person as well who was also looking at her but with pure admiration and love. She looked more beautiful than what he imagined while purchasing the same saree for her. The side of a possessive husband wished her to take somewhere away from the gaze which was undressing her mentally. He wished to present the same saree to her but the ugly fight with Subramanyam spoiled the things he had planned for her. What if he can not present the saree but he can compliment his lady love.

He stuffed his hands in his pants pocket and approached his wife who was finding difficult to hold so many things together. He took few of pooja stuff from her hand started to follow her silently where she had to keep the pooja stuff. As they did the work, he caught her hand seeing her going towards the kitchen. He just stopped her to praise her but her swollen eyes stopped him. A line of worry covered his forehead seeing her bloodshot eyes, he immediately cupped her face as she tried to withdraw herself from him.

"Ishita yeh....tum ro rahi thi? Kuch hua kya?"
(Ishita why are you crying?)

"Kuch nahi Raman, main theek hoon. Aap jaao."
(Leave from here, I'm fine.)

"Madrasan mujhe bata kya hua hai. Kisi ne kaha kya tujhse kuch? Zaroor woh Vandita ki saas hi hogi. Bata mujhe kya hua hai? Main hoon na tere saath. Kuch galat nahi hone doonga...."
(Just tell me, what happened. Do Vandita mother in law? Trust me I'm with you...)