AADRITI POV:
I opened the door to leave, but before that, it got slammed shut by his hand from behind. I turn around; glared at him. Now, he is revealing to me about his Organ-Trafficking Profession. Why didn't he say this earlier? Well, it's my mistake, not to ask him in detail about his Mafia business. I got bedazzled by the love and neglected to think of his illegal side. I feel disappointed now.
"Where the fuck do you think, you are going?", he gritted as the tone of his voice got extremely hoarse. I saw his eyes darken with wrath. I yelled at him, it should be me, who has to be angry not him. He hit his fists on both sides. My breath bolted as I flinched with the sound resonating in my ear like a buzz. I shook my head to shake off the humming sound from my ears.
I look down at the floor, feeling angry. I can't believe, that, he kills people for the organs. "Goddess, listen-", before he could end the sentence, I asks him if he won't feel bad for killing people for their organs. He nods, negatively. I felt hurt to see his eyes were desolate as it does not even hold a little bit of guilt. I turn around to open the door. He held my wrist stopping me from it.
"I know, you are A Mafia UnderBoss and I did not think too deeply about your job role. But now, I think, that I- I can't-", before I can end the word, he beat me to it. He snarled in my ear, "You're going to say you can't marry and live with the man who conducts this protocol. Am I right, Goddess?" I sensed a change of tone in his voice. Dangerously subtle, and it is bringing up the phobia, slowly into my heart.
I nodded. At that exact moment, I felt my breathing get clasped in my throat as one of his hands clutched my neck. His lips nuzzled near my ear as his other hand gripped my hip harshly. It made me yelp in pain. I shout at him, to let me go by scouring my nails into his both arms. But, he didn't undo his hold on my neck nor winced a bit.
"How dare you! I'm not a fool to let you go. You belong to me, whether you like it or not.", he roars. It made me shut my eyes, tight. Soon, it jerked open in pain as I whimpered since he bit my shoulder. Tears seep down my cheeks. He turns me over to face him. I slant my face to the other side. I felt his lips touch my cheek. I shook when his lips trace my jawline, delicately.
"I know, you love me. But this is not the ethical way to show it. I will not tolerate your violent attitude for a sake of love. I deserve to be treated with respect.", I roared back at him, which brought a broad smile to his face, promptly. Wh- Is he mentally ill?
I felt his grasp on my hip got to lessen. The next moment my eyes widened in shock when he licked my tears off. I tried to shove him away which made him tighten his clutch on me again. I placed my hands on his shoulder and attempted to push him away again.
He chuckled, which irked me. What satisfaction he is finding while I am in pain here? I just realized, he has not changed at all. And the worse thing is I've fallen for a complete maniac. His erratic attitude and Organ Trafficking business are giving me chaos in mind. Now, I need space to think about all with a clear mind. It's surely needed.
"This is one of the reasons, why I'm in love with you, Goddess. I fell for you again deeply.", he confessed by pressing his forehead against mine. With his eyes closed, he waits for my reply. I want to say, I love him too. I really do. However, my mind is very troubled now. I didn't have any issue with his Mafia role formerly. But after knowing what he does in it, I feel very disillusioned. I didn't think this at all earlier. I wish I shouldn't know about this now, too. I feel miserable.
I whispered, ok. "Sahor, I-", before I can say, he slammed his lips against mine, which knocked the breath out of my lungs. I feel, my body getting strangled more like trapped in a cage under his harsh hold around me.
My hands got confined by his clutch around my body. I felt his fingers weaving inside my hair as he fisted it roughly. I yelps as he took the chance to thrust his tongue inside my mouth.
I clenched my fist and stay still, and soon, he pulled off, loosening his hold on me. He ruffled his hair back and forth, feeling frustrated before he sat on the floor in exhausted way.
I turned around to leave, only to end up getting pulled by him as I fell near him, on top of the carpet. I sense him hovering over me from behind as his raging breath flared in my ear. I tilted my head to see his eyes, soft yet firm.
He'd pressed a soothing kiss onto my cheek and rasped in my ear, "Would it kill you to say those golden words, I Love You? Huh?" His fingers roamed on my arm like a breeze, greeting me with alarming shivers as I stays quiet.
"Also, I am glad, you know this part about me finally. So, you can marry the real me, not a one who's lurking behind a plain Mafia role." He nips my earlobe, making me quiver again. He says, even my body knew to whom I belong. I replied, I belong to myself.
He turned me around to face him and clutched my neck. I raise my hand to slap him, but he held it stopping me. I bit his hand, hard, to make him let go of me. When I tasted blood, slightly; I flinched back, feeling guilty. I realized he didn't react a bit in pain. I look up at him to find him staring at me with a blank look. I mumble, sorry. I rested my head back on the floor and sighed.
I lay sideways as he nudges his face in my exposed back where the back knot of my top got untied. Ah! This man is something else. I feel like, we both are assaulting each other now. A temblor ran across my neck. I felt his lips drift toward my neck, his tongue grazing it. I clench my fist, and told him, "Stop.",
He hummed and nudge his nose onto my nape of the neck. I had sensed one of his hands, writhing under me, and got wormed around my waist, firmly, from behind. My back bumps with his sturdy chest. I stayed still by drawing circles on the carpet with my fingers, until he held my hand and imprisons them in between his hands, again.
Argh! He is acting like a leech now...
"I do Organ Trafficking, but I do not kill people for it. It occurs so rarely. Organs are taken from the dead.", I heard his words. So, he takes from the deceased, but, sometimes he kills too, which is a rare occasion. I sigh, partly feeling relieved. What I'm doing now? I know he is in Mafia earlier itself, but now why do I see it as a big problem? I can't understand my thoughts at all.
I closed both eyes with my palm, just wanting to be alone for some time. I tried to sit but he push me back to the carpet again. "I need space, Sahor.", I explained, which hardened his face.
His form crushed mine completely as he made his fingers weave into mine. "There is no space in your life, now. It has been owned by me, since, the day my eyes have beheld you.", he murmurs in my ear and chuckles. I'd tried to pull my hand back which has intertwined with his fingers. I winced when he weaved rougher, abruptly.
His eyes pierced into mine. I noticed his jaw clenched firmly, inciting the veins on his neck to protrude, visibly. Unexpectedly, before I can interpret his action, he gnawed on my bottom lip, making my back arch up in agony. My nails dug intensely into his arms as I bellowed at him, "So, you plan to assault me, since, I needed space."
He sucked my neck hard. He grunted for each word. His lips roamed on my skin, sending tingles. "Everything about you is fucking belongs to me. Now, I give you two options. Option one is you'll marry me. Option two is you must marry me. Choose what you want." I exclaim at him, it doesn't make difference. He admits, that this is what he wants to signify to me now.
What he is trying to say now?!
"If you are ready to marry me now, I am willing to do the same. If you are not ready to marry me now, I'm still willing to marry you. It means you don't have options. You choose me. That's it.", he says. I felt shocked by his controlling attitude. I push him aside and sat up. He hugged me from behind tight. Ah! I feel trapped again.
"You can't control me.", I said. He let out, all he wanted is to have me all by himself. What? I don't understand his way of love. Is this even love? He is blowing my mind. I am going insane.
"This is who I am. Those bites on the skin which I caused you are My agony which you rooted in my heart with the thoughts of leaving me. It's not the space you're asking for now. You are asking for a departure.", he stated. Maybe, he is right? I feel so sad right now. Anger, and Remorse, both are messing up my mind. He whispers that from now on, he strives not to kill any for the organs. He said again, that he can only try, but cannot assure it.
"I Hate You.", I whisper, swallowing down my sob as he pressed his lips on my earlobe delicately. I told him again that I still hate him. He made me turn around and pulled me into his lap, so I ended up straddling him. He tried to claim my lips but I bend my head as it made him thrust his lips in between my nose and the lips. He grunts irked.
"No! You must promise me, you will never kill any for the Organs. About taking it out from dead ones, does not bother me.", I conceded. He says again that he can only effort. He adds on, that when it comes to the business he will never negotiate it. Why cannot he sugarcoat it for my delight at least? I ask if he can't do that at least for me?
"I don't sugarcoat when it comes to these important things, Goddess. If I do as you say, I may end up getting killed for breaking the Code. Do you want that?", he affirmed. I shook my negatively and hugged him. I mumble to not talk in that manner. I wiped my tears; leans my head on his shoulder.
He pats my hair, gently and spoke, "I understand you. Take your time to accept me for who I am. Also, don't focus on My Mafia outlook. I always kill people despite the fact of being an Organ trafficker. However, when I'm with you, I am just your Saho. I- I don't know what to say anymore. I didn't mean to be rough with you. It is just-" He paused as I stayed silent.
I pulled back and look into his eyes. It seems extremely dark, it did not hold suffering, but resentment. "It is just, you can't run away from me. If you do something crazy like that, I will end up losing my sanity. I might end up doing something terrible. Like, I hurt everyone you've loved to make you come back to me. Sounds great, huh?", he sneered. Without waiting for another second, I connected my hand across his cheek as severely as I could. It made his face tilt sideways.
"This is something, you surely need. You're mentally sick. I can't discern you now. This is insanity. You got to a point of not being able to analyze what's right from wrong. You better go and see a psychiatrist.", I yelled.
Abruptly, he grabs my neck, making my breath get hooked in my throat. He pulls me closer to the level of our forehead touches. His irate eyes glare at me as his jaw is clenched. It scares me, a bit. But, I hide it, not wanting to be vulnerable in front of him, at least not in a predicament like this.
He squeezed my waist, rough enough for me to wince in pain. But I'd stayed tight-lipped tolerating it, not wanting to make him assume, he is in control.
To make him realize it, I clutched his neck harshly returning his action as I glare at him and put forward a query, "Does it feels great Sulthan? Huh?" A faint smile aroused on his lips. But, quickly vanished without evidence.
"The fucking nerve of you to hit me. You're the first to do this to me and you got no idea how blessed you are Goddess! I hope all of our conflicts, stop here. You've to marry me.", he grits as his breath aired on my face. I inquired him, how could I tie the knot with an arrogant madman like him? I noticed his eyes watching my lips like a ravenous creature scanning its prey.
"This is the Sulthan for whom you'd fallen and only you can sway easily. Hate me, and, abuse me physically too, Goddess. But you're never ever allowed to leave me. Call me, crazy. My love, toxic. I don't care, since, it is true. It kills all, except you. Get it straight.", he pointed his finger at my head, and, claimed my lips roughly.
My hands instantly, dangled on either side not knowing what to do. God! He is clearly a red flag. But, why I am not terrified of him? This is all because of his love for me. I know, none can love me like him. At the same time, no one can be so destructive as he. He flips us making my body touch the carpet.
His lips smashed against mine as he'd kept on moving his lips recklessly like a man who is out of control. I've kept my eyes shut with my fingers clasping on my lehenga tightly. He nipped my bottom lip and prevented his action. I opened my eyes to see him, beholding me with a smile. His fingers touch my cheek as if I am exceedingly fragile.
I felt his hands coil around my form like a tendril that prospers in a spiral form; and twines around any suitable support. With his hands caged me, I'd felt him resting his face on my chest. I clenched my fist badly enough to feel my nails dug into my palms. What to do? "Why can't you accept me?", he whispers. I tilted my head to the right side and saw ourselves in the mirror.
It gave me a view of his back. Bunches of vertical-like scars are imprinted. It made me remember, how he wrecked himself feeling remorseful for me. It was the day when I got entangled in a red-light area. I placed my hands on his back and touched those scars with my fingers. He's undeniably a lunatic.
I shook a bit when his lips roamed on my neck as he mumbled to me, to love him. "When did I not?", I confided. I felt him pressing his lips on the curve of my neck. It sent a wave of pleasure with his tongue lurking on it slowly.
"Then say it. Say, you love me now. I wanna hear it. Say, you'll marry me and be with me always.", he shouted in desperation. It made my eyes swell with tears. He had made me wrap my arms around his shoulder. My fingers clung to him, feeling overwhelmed.
He fretted seeing my tears. He wipes off them and asserts, "Ok. You do not have to say it. Don't cry. Umm... You take time. I will wait. As long as you stay beside me, I will be happy."
He smiled. Suddenly, I learn that, his eyes speak emotions alot if I observe them keenly as his eyes were scantily wet with redness. I effort to touch the corner of his eyes, but he stopped me, saying, that, I can't touch him like that without asking his permission. I huff at him and indicated to him, that he is lying on top of me. He shrugs off. Ugh! He is getting on my nerves alot, now.
"I can't understand you. Why don't you love me like a normal man? Let go of your crazy attitude. Well, you get it straight what I am telling you now.", I point my finger at his head.
"I will never submit to you. It will be always you who has to bow down to me at an end of the day. I'll make you do it. I adore your love for me. So you won me. But next time if you act harshly with me. Again, I make you taste your own medicine. Keep it in your mind.", I warn. He smirked at me confidently and confirmed, that the challenge is accepted. I smirked back at him, thinking of the wedding. Just wait and watch, what I'm going to do there. You never gonna forget it, I had reckoned in my mind about it.
I push him off and sat up and I took a deep breath to relieve tension. It feels good now. He hugged me from behind and let out a sigh by resting his head on my shoulder. "I know you will not leave me as I'm the man of women's dreams. A man like me is rare, and, hard to find. You proved that you're brilliant by choosing me.", he stated. My jaw dropped listening to it. I have never seen a man with this magnitude of self-proud, before in my entire life.
I punched his face as he groaned in a pain. "Be thankful that I choose you. I showed mercy to you, and, you are saying, you're a man of all women's dreams. My foot! Except for me, all of the women will run off for miles seeing a man like you. The Height of your self-pride is something, I have never seen in any men before.", I let out a huff. He groans in ache, stroking his cheek. Also listening to my words.
Thirty minutes have passed in silence. I'm the one who has broken a stillness between us, first. I told him I need to go back to the room. He tugs me onto the carpet as I lay beside him. He said, he will make sure, I'll wake up in the bedroom. I nodded and close my eyes shortly, feeling very exhausted. I don't have any more stamina to fight him.
Geez, he is always draining me...
He pulled me close as I snuggled onto his chest by draping my arms around him. I confessed to him by concealing my face on his chest, "I Love you." I'd felt him sighing as his chest surged for a moment, before he pressed a kiss on my forehead making me smile. It was enough for me to let a sleep, greet me.
With the darkness consuming me, I'd felt as if my mind got dazed. I hissed when I felt a slight sting on my neck. "Saho, what you're doing?", I whine with my eyes still closed. I hit his arm angrily for trying to disturb my sleep.
"I'll be gentle.", he mumbled against my neck and he thrust his lips on the nape of my neck, again. I felt a twinge but it got fled soon. I'd felt something warm licking my skin soothingly. I let out a satisfied hum. I held him tightly before darkness engulfs me, fully.
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I turned around to confront her about what she said to me now. So, Harika is not the normal girl, like I had thought. "I know he is the UnderBoss as well as the Boss of the Organ Trafficking. Now, my question is who are you?", I asked as she looked at me, stunned.
He revealed about Organ Trafficking to me, yesterday night. After a sangeet ceremony, we spent time together as he unfolded to me, suddenly about it. He said he wanted to say something crucial to me as he needs me to know about it since I'm going to be his Wife.
After the revelation, we went through a tough time for an hour. My mind got confused. Every emotion confounded me at the same time. It strangled me. It made me feel angry, and it hurt me inside intensely. Lastly, it impelled me to question all of the decisions, I took in my life. But, in the end, I gave in to his love for me. I act selfishly to have his love. To get loved by him, always.
"Don't tell me, you are also the part of his dirty business? Otherwise, no girl will marry a criminal like him. I guess, you are also-", before she can say further, I told her to stop weaving the tale by taking my silence as, Yes.
She defended herself by saying, she is on the task to expose the crime world. It's to protect innocent people. I could imagine her. But right now, I'm in the place to defend Sahor as I love him.
"Then you should go behind human traffickers. Excesses of girls getting transported to the life-destructive regions. Save them. Not the organs from a dead one.", I advised her and I turned around to leave from here.
"You are mentally sick to love him. He is a womanizer. He is not in love with you. He sees you as a toy. Mafia men can't stay loyal.", she whispered in my ear, so, that none would hear it. I turn around and glare at her, madly.
"He'd never doubted my innocence, even when a situation has forged in that way earlier. I had a boyfriend too in the past but he never raised a single inquiry to me. He admitted to me, that he was a womanizer in the past and that he is never been with any woman since the day I entered his life. He is always honest with me and I trust hi-", I pause when she let out, I am getting blinded by this love.
I smiled at her and went on, "I'm not perfect either, Harika. I'd accepted him. I acted selfishly. I am at fault. I can't justify my actions. Being in my place, I chose what I want as I chose the criminal. I'll take responsibility for it. My idiocy. Don't worry about me.", I clarify. She laughs, mockingly.
I don't blame her...
"I hope you also saw how he went to a red-light area, a few months ago.", I listened to her words and smiled. It made me remember, how he endured all insults from the media, just for me. He could've told them the real reason. But, he didn't. He took all the blame.
"Aadriti, exposing him is like saving the whole country. He is connected to many other illegal firms. You can get near to him easily and attain the proof. It will save innocent people's lives. Think about it. Only you can do this.", she implored, pleadingly.
She wants me to betray him!
Though he is a criminal, he is mine. I cannot do this to him. He might not be dearest to others. But for me, he is my everything. In her opinion, she is not wrong. Just like that, in my viewpoint what I believe and feel is justifiable. It can never be understood by others as I know I will be always judged for it.
"I don't wanna justify him to you. I can understand, you want to use me as bait to arrest him. It is not going to happen. I hope you leave before he learns about you as nothing goes unnoticed by him. I will forget, that I even know you. Leave.", I declared to her. When she tried to talk again, I gestures her, to stay away from me.
I ran away from her, without turning around even to spare her a glance. It's unbelievable! I didn't expect her to be like this. Well, it's her profession. Why do most of the people I am meeting in my life always want to utilize me for their benefit? Sahor is not like others. I hope, he is not. I placed my hand on my racing heartbeat. Suddenly, a coil of distrust grew in me. I felt doubtful.
The memories of a past, burst into my mind. "Who knows what is her caste? She is an illegitimate child. They will soon send, that, adopted girl back to the orphanage. To get rich fast, you're using my son, Mithun. Don't you have self-respect? He sees you as a toy. He can't stay loyal. Sahor cannot stick to one woman for so long. He gets bored so easily." I shut my eyes tight, feeling tormented as all of those words were repeating in my head like a tempest.
What if Sahor is also- No! It can't be...
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EVENING 5:30 PM...
"Baraat: The Groom's Arrival"
SAHOR POV:
I got down from the elephant chariot and walked towards the opening of A Palace with my family members and my friends along with their families who are dancing by encircling me. As I have seen near the entrance, Hrithik and his family members were waiting for us. I noticed the red ribbon is tied, written as 'No entry without tax.'
Param and Vajra's young sisters stood in the front row along with Hrithik's Grandma. She put in the thilak on my forehead, between the eyebrows.
(Thilak: A red-colored powder worn by Hindus as a religious symbol.)
I ask them to remove the red ribbon. I tried to rip it off, not having patience. But, I got hindered by Yashvi's words. She's Param's younger sister. "If you don't know to read we can help you, Brother-in-law. It wrote, no entry without tax. It implies, you have to give us money, if you want to get in and marry our sister." Her assertion startled me. Fucking hell! Why did no one inform me of this kind of stuff?
I don't have money at all. I ask Dixit, My brother, to lend me money. "Ah! I wanted to give you, but I'm so tired to put my hand inside my pocket.", he heaved out a sigh and left to begin his dance. This fucker! Before I could ask My dad, he also left. Damn! Were they all doing this to me purposely?
Fuck! I look at my watch as the time is going. I stares at them as they all tried to suppress their laughs. It's not funny at all. I've removed my two platinum rings from my finger to give them as I hoist it forward for them to take. All eyed at me stunned. "The Desperate groom of the year.", I've listened to Ayesha's words which made all laugh.
"Can't argue with that.", I told them. They were hesitant at first, since, it is way more costly. I motioned to them with an assuring smile. It'd made both Yashvi and Ayesha, take the ring from me. Before they could give me scissors to cut the ribbon, I pulled it. I earned several laughs but it wasn't bothering me anymore as I got used to it now.
I walked through the entrance along with my family. Reaching in, I noticed the decorations are done with flowers and golden-color bells. A mandap has been set on the height with a massive bell amid the ceiling. Looks elegant.
I took my seat as My Granny, Ma, Dad, as well My Brothers with their wives stood beside me. I called Param to tell him to come and meet me in mandap. Listening to it, he appeared as soon as possible. "Make sure the chief guests that I named, should be in the front seat.", I informed him, not wanting to stay careless in this matter. He nods.
Soon all of the seats arranged for the guests got loaded by Family members. Politicians and Businessmen arrived with their families. I look at the path, on which she would come possibly as I tap my fingers, restlessly. "Should I go and check for her safety bases? I me-", I halt in the mid when all glared at me menacingly. What is with them getting angry for this simple query?
I took a deep breath, not skilled to put up with this Sherwani, and also, a big turban in my head. How come people wearing clothes like Sherwani, saree, lehenga, etc., I couldn't put up with it, despite the fact I am brought up here.
I looked at the chief guests who are all supposed to be in the front seat just as I want. Soon, my thoughts got stopped when I heard the sudden commotion.
"Your Goddess is coming.", I listened to those words and instantly, tilted my head to see the direction where she is. She walked downstairs while holding Hrithik's Grandpa's hand amidst, the luminous embellishment of big bells.
Hrithik and his cousins were carrying the long veil. It's fucking luscious red, which feeds my hunger. She looks like A Royal Queen. Hrithik's Grandpa was not kidding when he announced, that, she will be possessing all the riches.
She is wearing a heavy-embroidered ruddy lehenga. Her jewelry is stacked with emeralds, golds, and diamonds.
Her face is obscured to me since it has been covered with the veil. I stood up when she reached near the mandap. I got reminded by My dad to stay under the control. I nods and started to walk toward her. "His brain got clogged, a long time ago, dad.", I heed someone is saying, but my mind is too fogged to recognize to whom this voice belongs.
Before I could reach toward her, I got pulled back as it enraged me. I tilt my head to see it is Dixit. "She will come. What's there to run over there? Just a few steps, she'll walk.", he stated. I nod without taking my eyes from her. I told him, what if she falls since she's wearing heels. When I saw him, I note his eyes held sending daggers at me.
"Patience. Protect the pride of men. Will you?", he said sarcastically and I gave him an irked nod. At the time, he let go of me, I instantly dashed to hold her hands, ignoring My dad's words. I stood in front of her. But, she did not look up at me. Hrithik inquired, if it is that tough to wait for a few seconds?
"It's like an eternity.", I replied as he nod his head side to side and mutters, unbelievable. Grandpa Trijal held her hand and lifts forward for me to hold it. I held it and I sense her hold on me is shaky. It's obvious to discover she is not happy as I saw her face through a veil. There is no hint of a slight smile.
I walked her toward the mandap and I made her sit on the chair. I met with a sight of Hrithik's aunts arriving here with the flower garlands. "Not now.", I confided. All stared at me confused. Hrithik implores, what's wrong? I eye at My Goddess. I can see simply, how her eyes protruded with the tears.
"Give us five minutes. I need to talk to her. Alone.", I stress the last word. They realized I was being serious and got down from the mandap, to give us space. I knitted her fingers with mine, and asked her, if she does not want to marry me because of My Mafia Firm. I saw her shake her head, negatively.
"Then, what? Let me know, what is bothering you? You can't marry me with chaos in your mind. But, I will marry you today, whether you like it or not.", I confessed as I notice her hands crushing mine, tightly. It shows how much she has got stressed out.
I did not undo her veil as I made her face me. Tears seep down her cheeks as I wipe them off. "What is it?", I've asked her gently, assuring her to talk.
"I- I am- Will you get bo- bore-", she stammered, and, squeezed my hands hard whilst attempting to express her thoughts in words. I yelled out at the press photographers to back off when they went on capturing pictures of us, mainly her. I signal the guards to keep the media away. My irritation flew off when I paid attention to her apology.
"I feel afraid of this.", she spoke as I waited for her to finish. Though, I am not good with the patience level. I ask her, what she is afraid of? She tried to talk but it got hindered when her eyes stuck on something. She has stood up from her seat and walked a few steps forward recklessly. But, again stops in her tracks; starts to walk backward.
I smiled, understanding it already...
AADRITI POV:
Walking backward promptly, I felt my back got hit against something hard. It is easy to comprehend, it's his chest. I tilt my head to watch him, smiling at me. "How you feel now, Goddess? I believe, it's not something you have anticipated to happen. Isn't it?", he chuckles as I turn around to face him.
"What they are doing here? How?", I ask perplexed as my breathing raced high with each passing moment. I tilt my head to watch them again but it is not simple for me to make eye contact with them. I feel like, getting choked. I faced Sahor again. He made me turn over to eye them. He drape me in his arms and asked me, who are all they?
I glanced at the guests and the family members who are whispering among each other, mystified. Along with that, the media photographers were also taking our pictures. Maybe, it's not the time to care about the surrounding.
I smiled to myself and explain, "Once upon a time, they are used to be my family. A Respectable one in society. High caste. But soon, they made me realize, that I am an orphan. I used to be called a casteless one." I stared at them. The one whom I used to call Accha (Dad) is now sitting in the first row. His face had a smile, but also, it's looking at me with guilt. Next to him, is Amma (Mom). She looks uneasy as she is not seeing my face. I saw a little girl sitting close. I believe, she is their daughter, and, the remaining family members who all called me, Casteless are also there. All are a bit aged now. I never expect their arrival. They look pretty much awkward. I sensed that, all were struggling to glimpse at me.
Behind that row, Mithun sitting along with his Family. "I believed, Mithun loved me. But he's not a decent guy as I thought. He is the richest guy in Trivandrum, also, a weakling. I got treated worse by his Ma. Yet, he did nothing. He says we are in a place to stay calm as I do not have a family. They expect a big dose of the dowry (tocher).", I laugh, explaining to him. I look at them, as he looks so petrified looking at us and so, do his parents.
"So, what do you think about me?", he whispered in my ears which brings a wide smile to my lips. I'd closed my eyes and let the tears fall preferably, since, they are happy tears right now.
He says further, "I'm not a man who acts decently to get an antique from the society. I behave how I want to. I don't hide my real attitude, caring how others think of me. I never told my men to get your info. I Love You and I didn't care about the so-called bio. I want you in my life. Simple."
I turned over and push back the veil that covers my face and crashed my lips against his. I shut my ears to all of the disruptions, that, I'm getting from the family members, as well as, from the guests. He growled, clutching my waist tightly as I grabbed him by his collar to feel him more closely. I felt his tongue brushing inside my mouth.
"Hey! You both stop it already. How can you guys be shameless like this? Aadriti, at least, you give respect to your brother's word. Will you?", I can hear Hrithik Bhai's words. I sense Hrithik Bhai tugging my shoulder as it made me open my eyes and pull back.
Abruptly, Saho glared at Hrithik Bhai and warns, "Don't you dare to do it again." He answered, ok. He adds, to not do it now, since, it's not proper to- Before Hrithik Bhai can say further, I got yanked by Saho as he claimed my lips making me giggle in an inaudible way. I can hear the murmuring noises and laughs from the people as Hrithik Bhai scolds us, to stop it. But I ignored all around me again. Since feeling My Saho closer is all I want right now.
These jewels and the clothes are such an obstacle. I cannot feel him at all. He pulled back and he breathed out, to get married, fastly. I smile and hit his chest. He caresses my nose ring.
"Fucking get back to earth.", I jump back, startled as Saho held me, firmly. We both look at Hrithik Bhai who was giving us a depleted stare and gripped his hair with both hands, frustrated. I let out an apology and grinned at him.
I shut my eyes when the camera glints blurred my visions. That is the time, I realized, what I did? I look around to find that I kissed him in the midst of all; filled with photographers, several guests, and family members, that too before the wedding itself. I'm stupid.
"I am so sorry.", I mumbled out and covered my face against Saho's chest, feeling awfully embarrassed. I listen to his chuckle as he pats my head and insists to me, to not care about others.
"We are ready to get married now.", Sahor announced for which Hrithik Bhai replied, "For this, you both had made us get down from a mandap." He huffs and calls all of them back on the mandap. I pull back and hide my face with the veil again, feeling shy.
He lifted the veil upward again as his eyes held a serious look. "You are not a toy to me.", he declared which has stuns me to the core. Oh, no! Harika! I asked him immediately, where she is? As well as how he found out? He said it's not the time to talk about it also he promised me, that, he will not kill her and let her go. I smiled, believing his words. I know, he does what he says.
I queries him why he invited Mithun, his family, and My adopted family as well? I eyed them as their faces seem extremely mortified. It has made me avert my eyes. "Let them know how is your life gonna be from now on, and watch how happy you are. They can't see you easily after this. Since there is a lot of disparity between A Mansion and A Palace. Not all could see My Goddess. Only I can behold you.", he says. I giggle hearing it. His fantasy love lines are impossible.
"Do not take it as a joke, Goddess. I fucking mean it.", he paused for each word and stressed it, profoundly. His eyes held a vicious aura, almost scary. Our talk got interrupted as I squealed out loud when I'd got hoisted high by Hrithik Bhai and those teen boys. I've received a flower garland from Aunt Rupali and he also got the garland.
"Aadri, you have to put the garland on him, first.", Granny Chandra told me from behind. I gave her a nod.
[Note: It is the bride who puts the garland first on the groom. It shows her acceptance of the marriage.]
I strived to put on him, but, he moved back. I pouted. He motioned to me to attempt again as I got moved forward by Hrithik Bhai by still sitting on his shoulder. All cheered me to try again. Before I can do it I got pulled down by him, unexpectedly. I shrieked out and draped my hands around his neck as he held me tight. My legs dangled in the air. All groaned at the same time.
I laughed. "Try now.", he smiled as I'd put the flower garland on him; next to it, he set me on the floor to stand and put on the garland on me. All clapped as he pressed a kiss on the side of my head, whilst holding me nearer.
Following it, we clicked a few images for some time together, since, we still had time for a major ritual to begin.
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We both sat on the mandap since the auspicious time has reached now. The Agni got kindled as the Pandit (Hindu Priest) initiated to chant the mantras.
We did rituals as his hand got placed on top of mine. "Make it quick. Just skip the lines.", Saho grunted lowly at a Pandit. So none can hear. Pandit gave a timid nod. I smile and told the Pandit to tell it slowly, saying I wanna understand every line. He gave a nod for it too, for which Saho gave me an exhausted look. I gave him pity eyes.
Following it, the Pandit said, Bride's brother must do the main ritual now. I smile at Hrithik Bhai when he came forward, quickly. He tied the edge of my lehenga's pallu with Saho's stole. Sahor asks, what this is for? Hrithik Bhai answered, that, it is for the unity and lifelong bond. "If it is the fact, tie it extremely tighter.", he insists. It made Me and Hrithik Bhai, laugh.
Once it has ended, the Pandit asked to call My Parents for the final ritual. It's the impossi- "We are here.", I heard a familiar voice. I tilt my head to notice Uncle Talin appearing forward along with his wife, Aunt Bhavri. They have sat beside me with a smile. I'd smiled back at them, restraining my emotion.
They both held my right hand; placed it on Saho's right hand by setting betel leaf along with flowers. Aunt Bhavri pours sacred water on our palms as it flows through Uncle Talin's hand and to mine, eventually on Sahor's hand.
"Don't think, I'm saying it for a sake of a ritual. I am being serious. Take good care of her. You know, I am A Self-made Minister.", Uncle Talin let out to Sahor as it sounded more like a warning which made me giggle. He'd responded to Uncle, 'Sure thing.' Once the ritual ended, they shifted back. I'd seen him clench my hand in between his, tightly not letting it go. I asked, if he does not want the wedding to end soon. It made him pull back rapidly.
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"Laaja Homam" The bride offers rice to the holy fire with the support of her brother, wishing her husband long life and the proliferation of their family.
I and Saho, stood up as he placed his hand's beneath mine, standing behind me. Hrithik Bhai stood beside me and poured rice into my hands. It slipped into the holy fire through my fingers.
I felt Sahor's breath close to my ear as he whispered to me, "Do you believe, pouring rice in the fire gonna boost my lifeline? My life is in my hands. I prefer people to believe in themself rather than believing in-" Before he can finish the word, I'd stomp onto his feet as he yelped in pain. His Ma asks him, what's wrong? He grunts in pain, that he is fine, which made me smile.
"Look, just now you got hurt. Did you expect this to happen? No! This is what I am trying to convey. Life is uncertain. You cannot have control over all. Believe in God, sometimes. So, this ritual is needed for you.", I explained to him. He muttered, he got a blow from me, since he let his guard down. I smiled at him, saying, I know.
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"Saat Phere (Nuptial rounds)" The seven circles are taken around the holy fire by the bride and groom. Each circle signifies a promise. It has to be fulfilled by both of them for their entire life.
We stood up to perform the nuptial rounds as Pandit said to Saho to take the lead. He stepped forward and ties my little finger with his. He tilts his head and gazed at me. "Ready to get tied with me.", he ask playfully. I nod and said, "Get ready to bow down."
He smirked and we started up to walk around the holy fire, with our fingers latched tightly. The Pandit explains to us the Promises of each round, we are taking. It says, that we should nourish each other, grow together in strength, preserve our wealth, and, share our joys and sorrows. Once, the first four rounds are completed. We switch our position and I took the lead with him following me from behind as flowers got gushed on us by family members.
With leading him, the last 3 rounds, our nuptial rounds were completed as we stood back to our initial position and settled down for the next ritual.
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"Vermillion Ritual" Crucial part of a Hindu wedding. Groom puts vermillion (sindoor) on a hair parting of his bride. Solemnizing his sacred union with her. By making her, his partner for life.
The vermillion box has been hoisted forward by Aunt Rupali. He took the pinch of it in between his thumb and index finger which tinted his fingers red. When our eyes met, I took a deep breath, and smiled at him. I feel very excited and nervous at the same time. But his eyes didn't waver as they held unshakable confidence as if he knows what he is doing and this is one of the qualities which I admire about him.
He lifts my forehead jewelry and my eyes closed promptly when I'd felt his finger touch my hair parting as I felt a delicate touch of the vermillion falling onto my nose. "From now on, I shall take care of you with love and I will spoil you badly with my money." His words made me open my eyes. He try to brush the vermillion from my nose but it got stopped by Granny Chandra.
"It shows how much you're going to love her. It's a sign of deep love. Do you still prefer to wipe it?", she asks Saho. He gave a weird look making all laugh. He responded, that he will love me each day deeply with (or) without vermillion. She nodded smilingly. I let out a sigh inwardly. Well, I have fallen for an atheist. What could I expect?
I asked, what does it mean to spoil me with money. "I'm not materialistic.", I defended. He chuckled lowly and he took a thick diamond-cut mangalsutra (nuptial chain). It has an emerald gem in the core, with elegant black beads which are all threaded together.
I felt my veil getting acclimated from behind by someone and he wraps the mangalsutra around my neck and tied it. I listen to applauding. But, my eyes focused on him. I observe him, gazing at me already. A wide smile twitch on his lips as he caressed my cheek with his knuckles. Finally, we got married, without chaos. I feel relaxed now.
I touched the nuptial chain, delicately with my fingers. A surge of happiness and the feeling of satisfaction filled in my heart. I have never felt this before in my life. My thoughts got hindered.
He infers to me by whispering in my ear, "My love possesses many forms, Goddess. Spoiling you is one among them. You will get used to it quickly. Having the desire for jewels doesn't mean you're greedy." I hit his chest, immediately with an angry pout as he smirked at me, playfully, and caressed my head performing like calming me.
Mandan! (Idiot!)
I told him, to not think, he is so smart. I have a fetish for jewels just like how I got for the foods. He discovered it as I always watch them on my phone.
So bad! He found out...
SAHOR POV:
"I hope, I can take My Goddess out of here now. Since, the wedding has completed.", I told everyone. I stood up and helped her to stand too as the lehenga which she is wearing is heavy and I can't wait to unwrap it with my hands to savor the sweetness behind it. Tonight would be different as I am going to claim her as mine, rightfully. Also, I will always belong to only her.
"There is one more ritual left and it is according to Aadriti's desire. It is her tradition, in contrast to ours.", I listen to Aunt Bhavri's words. I stared at My Goddess. She had a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Why does it look like a trap for me? I asked about the ritual. Hrithik has implied to her, to tell the name of a ritual by herself. Since, it is totally a different language.
She nods with a wide grin and said, it is called "Ammi Mithithal." A what?! Before I can question her about it, it'd got impeded by My Granny. She said, it sounds like the Tamilnadu wedding ritual, not the Kerala wedding ritual.
[Both, Tamilnadu and Kerala, are the different States in India and it'd different languages. Cultures vary in a few aspects but not entirely.]
It made me look at her suspiciously. It doesn't sound normal to me now. "Yes it is not my tradition, but Mother Anvi's. She is from Tamil Nadu and she has also raised me when I am in an orphanage. So, I want to do this to show how much respect I've for her.", she clarifies. My Granny smiled at Aadri and let out, she is so sweet.
I tilt my head to catch sight of Mother Anvi who is standing behind me along with Mother Stella. I lifted one of my eyebrows at her questionably as she shook her head at me negatively. But soon, her eyes widened as if she'd got threatened. I have found the source standing on my left side as it is none other than, My Smartest Better-half.
"What's your plan, Goddess?", I ask her as she grins at me and said to do a final ritual. I watched Hrithik and His uncles' were set the grinding stone on the right side of the sacred fire. It has been dyed with turmeric paste. Don't tell me I need to sit on this tiny stone.
Argh! How many rituals?
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"Metti (Toe Ring) Ceremony"
The Pandit confided to her to stand in front of the grinding stone as she did. "The Groom must kneel in front of Bride now.", he adds further as it has made my eyes go wide, realizing what is her plan. Her words stab my mind. She isn't kidding when she said that.
•••> I never submit to you. It'll be you who has to bow down to me at an end of the day. I will make you do it. <•••
I huff at her as she bit her lips to not smile and wiggles her eyebrows at me playfully. She motioned for me to see the right side as media photographers, Guests, and family members watching here. I scratched my eyebrow, feeling defeated. Someone show me a way to win, at least one time against her.
Not having any other option I stood in front of her and kneeled. "Now, hold her righ foot; place it on a grinding stone.", Pandit instructed as I looked at him in shock. What the- I turn my stare at her as she is stuck her tongue out at me. Ugh! I held her foot and did as he said. I quizzed him, if the ritual has ended. He smiled and answered, now the main ritual will commence.
"You've got to kidding me, Pandit.", I sigh as our family members who are standing near us laughed out, noticing my struggle. The Pandit showed me a small ring. I took it from him and he'd told me to slip it on her second toe by holding her foot. Oh, it's a toe ring. I'd asked him, what is the significance of it? I highly wonder, if My Goddess is playing a prank on me, right now.
He explains, that it symbolizes the marital status of the woman, and also, the way I kneel in front of her shows that I am giving her the responsibility to preserve the family's respect from now on as a symbol of the faith. I ask if she heard it, "You better preserve me." She put on a thumbs up and said to finish the rite with a playful smile.
I sigh inwardly, knowing there is no escape from this. She was determined to dominate me in front of all and she has accomplished it. I held her foot and slip the toe ring (metti) into her second toe. "The other foot too.", she asserted as I raised my head to watch her cheerful grin. Hiding my smile, I huff. As she say, I did the same to her left foot by sliding on a second toe. I gazed at her fragile toes. It looks very cute with the toe ring on them.
"It will be me who'll dominate you from now on. So, ready yourself to get used to it.", she teased me as out of nowhere, she began to run away by using the downstairs of the mandap while holding up the lehenga skirt.
She yells out to us, that, she is leaving from here as it turns all heads toward her. "Aadri, there's one more ritu-", I'd listen to Hrithik's Granny chancing to explain but Aadri stopped her. She replies, that she'll not do a Vidaai rite. [Vidaai ceremony: Symbolizes the final stage of a wedding, where the bride's parents bid farewell to their daughter with their son-in-law.]
Her denial made all startled, not me. I gesture for her to come to me but she nodded her head negatively, grinning. "I'm not gonna bid adieu. I will visit all whenever I want to.", she let out as it made all smile. She gestured with her hand at me to come to her as I'd give her a nod. Getting down from the mandap, I realized my shoes missing. I told them about it and they laughs.
What the fuck!
"Jiju (Brother-in-law)! Are you that desperate for your shoes now?", I'd listened to a familiar voice. I sigh and turn around to eye those eleven-teen boys who have stolen my shoes.
I declare to them openly, "Right now, My Patience level is blown. So, keep the shoes. I need to go." I smirked at them as they all whined to me, to buy them the Buggati car as I asserted. I've started to chase her from behind and stated to them, that, within this week they get it. I heed them scream in joy.
I stopped in the mid and tilts my head to see Mithun and his family and also her adoptive family. By discerning my eyes on them, they cowered down. I'd walked to them and ordered, "You all can leave. I felt, you all will thank me, since, I offered you all a shot to watch her for the last time. Also-"
I stops in the mid and asked, Mrs.Nair who used to be My Aadri's Ma in the Past, and also Mithun's Ma, "Can you both understand what I'm aiming to say?" They nodded negatively; feeling uncomfortable. And also their family members standing in a flustered state.
I noticed that, Aadri is busy speaking with Hrithik and the others. It's good. I heard Rajendran speaking who used to be My Aadri's father, once upon a time. "I'm glad, she is in a safe place now. Thanks for callin-", I stop him in the mid before he can say further.
"I recall a term seeing you, Mr.Nair. A Real man should protect his girl's heart. He must not play with it. But, you and your damned family played with My Aadri's heart. I just wanted to kill you all for it. But, again, I had thought, it's not worth it. You know, anyone can love, but, if you cannot stand beside them when they need you. What is the fucking point?", I grumble under my breath yet smiled at him and everyone. Since, the media are here, capturing all moves of mine. He kept up silent with his head down.
"Her status is big now. Middle-class people like you all can see her only on the TV. Since, you all love her so much I wanted you all to watch how happy she's now. But still, my hands were itching to kill you all.", I notify. They moved a bit away from me.
I chuckled under my breath and said, to not fear me. "My wife doesn't like it. So, I will spare you all.", I inform them. They stayed silent. I ask, if they feel humiliated? I smile at them, and, enlightened to all, "That's my plan. I hope you will all reminisce this day, ever, and feel mortified, always."
I turn my stare toward Mithun, and, asked him, how is his hand? I saw the bandage still wrapped in there where I cut off. "Getting better.", he stutters nervously. He is indeed a weakling.
I felt as if they were worthless pieces of shit and left from there. One week, before the engagement, I'd made this arrangement. I made my men in the Trivandrum city, imprison all of them, and then bring them here. I know that if I visit them, I'll turn out to execute something cruel. So, I did not dig into this issue, deeply, to keep my sanity.
When she saw me coming toward her, she smiled and started to run again. I told her to wait for me from behind as she kept on running on an aisle path, holding the heels in her hand. She has spoken while giggling, "I will not; let me see your speed power, Sulthan." Ah! nowadays her playfulness has no bounds at all. This spirited side of her, I didn't detect in her at the beginning.
Well! She asked for it!
Some of them, cheered for her to run fast. Some cheers for me, to catch her. She waved her hands at Rose, and Kai. When her eyes fell on Daggeron, she stops in her track for a moment before running again. Do not tell me, she also got that damn crush on him, just like Rose. What the fuck special about him?
I noticed Fury is not here. I brush it off and caught her in a flash, making her squeal. I lift her in my arms and let out, that the lehenga is heavy. She pouts, Yes.
I started to walk toward the car whilst carrying her. I ask, why she stops in her track when her eyes fell on Daggeron. As she grinned. I gave her a questionable look. She leaned her head against my chest and says, "Have you ever noticed his hands? Those veins are just-" She took a deep breath. Why did I asks her? Should I hear this at My Wedding day?!
Well, fuck it! I can't do anything in this!
I asked her, why she didn't even spare a single look at a family from Kerala. I expected her to reply. She took a deep sigh and informed me she does not want to make them feel embarrassed. I nodded as we reached the car. She'd got down and got inside, settled next to the driver's seat. Family members surrounds us as I got inside and sat in the driver's seat. I am taking her away from here. I wanna be alone with her.
"Ready to leave.", I heard Hrithik's voice from behind. I watched him and his cousins. Then, Param and Vara. As they all push the car. I turned on the car as I saw Hrithik's Granny. She told me to throw some money on the road as it is to discard the evil eyes. Since, I and My Aadri going to start a new life. I nod and felt stunned by the number of traditional beliefs and rituals.
[A Part of Vidaai (farewell) Ritual: When a bride leaves in a car/vehicle, her brothers and cousins push the car as it signifies her brothers are helping her start a new life with her husband. Once the car starts, money is thrown on the road to discard the evil eyes.]
I tossed the money on the road, once I start to steer the car. She'd waved her hands at everyone, saying, she would visit them soon. Also, she told Hrithik to take good care of Chiku. I wave my hands too. I increased the speed of the car. I see them through a side mirror. I said, to put on a seat belt. She nod.
"Where we are going?", She asked as I replied, to a place where I can have her all to myself without disturbance. She laughs lowly and took the Turban from my head. She combed my messy hair backward with her fingers. I ask her what we are gonna do tonight?
She hit my arm and replied, "You're A Perverted Buffalo." I laughed. She places her hand on top of mine using which I am holding a gear shift lever as we shared a smile. I drove towards the Mansion, which I have bought. On the way driving for a while, I noticed through the front mirror, that, she has fell asleep by resting her head against my shoulder. I press a kiss on the side of her head feeling calm and satisfied.
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AFTER AN HOUR LATER...
I had stopped the car, once we have reached the front of the mansion. I tilt my head to find her still in a sleeping state. "Goddess, wake-", I stop talking in the mid when my eyes caught the glimpse of a gigantic form standing in front of the car. I watch the cigarette smoke blowing out leisurely from his mouth. I got down from the car; close the door gently to not wake her.
What he is doing here?!
I wonder why he went missing at the wedding and all of the ceremonies. I'd barely seen him. "What you're doing here, Fury? You did not attend my wedding. You had hardly spent time with us. I can sense something is-", I stop in the mid, wanting him to speak.
He asks me, who is Diya? It alarmed my mind. I inquire him, where she is? Did he eat her? I implored him, if he killed her? He replied, 'No.', calmly.
"Fucking explain me. Would it kill you to utter one sentence from this mouth of yours?", I yell, frustrated. I note a hesitancy in him. He's thinking about whether to confess it or not.
What the fuck is happening here?!
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NEXT- MORNING AT 10 AM...
AADRITI POV:
I groan and stretched my hands and hid my face under the pillow. I heard the jingling sound as it made me wake up. It's from my bangles and that's the moment I have realized, "Gosh! I am married now.", I murmured. I placed my hand on my stomach when I heed to a low guttural sound. It's hurtful for a girl like me. "Hungry.", I mumbled.
I blink my eyes a few times and sat up with my eyes still, closed. Continuous ceremonies left me exhausted. Where is Saho? I look down and notice, that, I am wearing his black shirt. My attire and my jewels got removed. He might be- I don't wanna think about it. I rub my cheeks to diminish the redness.
[Note: Wedding night didn't occur. So don't raise doubts about that.😂]
I'd seen around. I realize, this room is looking similar to the one in A Palace, where I and My Saho stayed together. Eyeing around, my eyes have caught a glimpse of My picture which is similar to the one we got in the Palace. Wait! Do not tell me, I am in Mumbai now. I got down from the bed, hurriedly.
I saw that the curtains were arranged outside. I tried to open the balcony as I look down and, stood startled when it was tied with the heavy door chain with a massive lock. I clutch it in my hand. God! It weighs like a cargo.
I have noticed the windows are also clamped with huge doornails. I'd tried to open the door. But, it is also locked. Argh! I slam the door, angrily. When I didn't get a response, I rushed back to the balcony. I peek through a curtain. I understood, I am in the Palace now. I can realize in this tiny outside view.
My belief is true. Yesterday night, I'm in Udaipur. But now- How did this has happened? How wasn't I aware of it? Argh! I slept like a dead person. Wait! Why did he take me here when I am sleeping? Argh! Where is he?! I search for my phone. I notice it's on a table.
Thank God!
I took it and called him. That buffalo. I can't believe, he locked me like this. I feel as if I got abducted right now. Ah! Why did I even marry him? The nerve of him to leave me to sleep in the bed alone. I'm gonna kill him. On my first day as a married girl, I got caged in a bedroom without having that moron by my side. He picks up my call on the first ring itself, "Goddess, are you o-"
Before he can talk further, I shout at him, "How dare you lock me up in a bedroom like this? I cannot imagine that we are in Mumbai right now. I marvel would it kill you to wake me up? Huh? You're not with me when I woke up. Do you know much your actions are hurting me? Above all, right now, I am hungry too. There's no way to get out of here. Where is My Chiku? Where are you now? I..." I continued with my yelling at him.
I stopped talking when I listens to the door unlocking sound. I met with the sight of Mr.CAB. My husband. I glared at him, annoyed, since, he locked me in the bedroom. He smiled at me and I notice him holding the glass of water. I licked my lips feeling thirsty. I hurry to him and pulled the glass and gulps the water in one go. "You scolded me for a continual 10 minutes through the phone till I reached to you. Why mad at me, Goddess?", he'd nuzzled my cheek with his light stubble. I tied my hands around his neck and asked him, why he has locked every way?
I felt his hands touring inside the shirt and gripping my waist. I shiver, when his lips brushed on my earlobe. He let out, that we reached here at 2 am; I've woken up many times, but, went back to sleep again and again in his arms. I nod and ask him, why all of a sudden since we planned to reside in Udaipur for the next week. He stayed silent.
I pull back; he stared at me intensely and brushed my chaotic hair. I waited for his reply. He leaned down to reach my height and I twisted his mustache playfully, making him smile, slightly. But, what he declared to me made my smile vanish. A billow of shock hit me.
"From now on, none will behold you except me. Not even a single soul from this damnable world, My Goddess."
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