Abhi’s POV
When she said ‘Marry Me Abhi’ I felt like my birth wish got fulfilled. I felt like newly born and being with her. I know how tough she would have gone through to say those words to me.
She was broken worse when she came to know about the bitter truth of her married life. I always liked her when she was my Bhabhi but later the likes turned to be desires of having her in my life and giving her all the happiness she deserved.
First time when she came to Australia, and when I confronted her why she was running out of reality, that she likes me and loves me, she said that she couldn’t believe her fate which would devastate her happiness. More than convincing her to give a chance for her life, I tried to make her understand that she wasn’t weak to accept the failure in life so easily. I wished to make her understand that she has a life ahead which she can live without bothering about the falls, but determinant to get up again.
I succeeded in that when I saw her representing our Mehra Trust for Women empowerment event held in Australia. She was so happy and she was brave enough to face her situation in her life. The Pragya I saw few months before was no more exists. Now this is my Pragya, who I expected to look for. She is finally backed to normal.
I couldn’t find words to explain her how much happy I'm, after hearing her confession and the proposal of getting married. I kissed her instantly, pouring my happiness in the kiss. The kiss was not filled with desires, which we always used to do. This time it was all of love for each other. Her insecurities broken and my loneliness vanished. I didn’t had any idea of having her now for pleasure, but all I feel was to have her in my embrace to love her lifelong.
I parted from the kiss; with heaving breath and both our cheeks has traces of tears. Happy tears. I was waiting for this moment and it happened finally.
She looked at me with a disbelief and her eyes was staring at me like ‘Am I dreaming?’. To make her feel real, I touched her forehead with mine and smiled. She too did the same.
“Thank you for giving me a chance to live the life and love you. thanks for making me understand that sometimes second chance did works” she said me, and I knew she would say this.
I parted from her and holding by her waist. “Stop your thanking session. I'm selfish. So no need to thank me! I did everything for me. I want you, I need you, so only I encouraged” I said her the truth.
She chuckled immediately, wiping her tears “How could you be so adorable always, while saying the truth Abhi!” she asked me pinching my cheeks.
“That I'm. I have no answers for that. But you have your flight tonight naa?” I asked her upsetly.
Why she has to leave today, giving me the biggest happiness of my life. No I'm not going to let her return back India today.
“Always I used to bug you for staying here and you used to push me saying I have some responsibilities. Now you're asking this? What happened love sick Abhi?” she teased me with the truth
Yes I used to push her in the airport to return back India whenever she came here before and all. She used to do all the pouting acts to convince me, but I didn’t let that work. Today it backfired badly.
“Haan! I want to cherish the moment of happiness. So I don’t want you to go now” I pouted, she hugged me, where my head rested on her chest and her chin on my head.
“Few more days, then we both can stay together and you will get the biggest torture of tolerating all my antics” she laughed and I kissed her chest lovingly and looked up her. She jerked a little feeling my wet kiss.
“What was that?” she asked with her eyes widened.
“It is a way of tolerating your antics” I replied her with a wink
Her expressions changed and she stared at me. I looked at her, and I couldn’t understand why she was looking at me like that. According to her expression, her eyes conveyed something which she was struggling to convey to me. The tears layered again, her lips trembled as she couldn’t find words to convey her.
I cupped her face lovingly, pecked her lips and wiped her tears.
“I won’t leave you at any point of my life, Biwi” I said and I saw her expression changed to surprise.
She tried to ask something but before that I again took her lips with mine for another kiss. And we parted from the kiss,
“Don’t worry that I would leave you alone in the future. No ways, you have to be with me in every step of my life. One day, death may come in my life to let apart from you also; I would take you with me. Even death cannot separate us, and I won’t leave you alone even in that moment” I said tracing her cheeks.
“How do you know that I was thinking about this only?” she whispered doubtfully.
“Husband should always understand his wife. Words are just a communication mediate when needed; more than that feeling are the major one which connected us. I feel you Biwi even without the need of words” I said nuzzling her nose, hearing her smiles.
We both parted from the hug, when we heard her mobile buzzing with alarm for her flight. Sighing high, we got up from the balcony. She pulled me and I turned to face her.
“Have this as a token of happiness” she said and fed me the Gulab Jamun with ice cream.
“I liked it, for the first time” I said her smiling and having the dessert which was she feeding me. I took another scoop and fed her saying the same.
Later with lots of antics between us, we reached airport. That would be the longest kiss, we kissed as far. We were still in the car, and I didn’t let her move out of my embrace.
“Abhi it’s getting late. Come to India soon and we can be like this how long ever we wish” she said cupping my face, parting from the kiss.
“Just waiting for the community board member announcement, then see, I will take you with me from your home” I said pulling her even closer, and she blushed uncontrollably.
She stood at the gate of boarding, and I was standing far away from her. She looked at me smiling and I feel like I had achieved a great thing in my life.
She gave me a flying kiss and said “I love you Abhi” it was like whispering to me but my soul heard it loudly.
“I love you Biwi” I shouted and she laughed for hearing it. I felt a déjà vu of doing the same few months before. At that time I didn’t said it to her, just whispered, but this time she heard it.
POV ends…
Pragya shared the happy news with her family and Abhi shared it with Daadi. He thought Daadi would disagree with the decision, but Daadi accepted it with happiness. What surprised him more was, Daadi had already said Abhi's father that Pragya would be the best pair for Abhi, not for Karan. But fate had played fantastically in their life as it has complicated and now finding way to sort out everything.
Abhi had been selected as the community board member again, and the business level retained back to its position. This time for Abhi’s added surprise was the board member meeting was in Mumbai, India.
It was on the day, of community member meeting. Abhi and Purab were not reached the meeting venue. Pragya was waiting for him impatiently. To their dismay, Karan entered there smirking. Pragya didn’t pay any attention to him.
Pragya’s POV
Why Abhi didn’t reach here yet? His flight was early morning, and he should have reached here by this time. Why he wasn’t attending my call and not answering my text messages. What went wrong with him? I worried, fidgeting my saree pallu, in the entrance of the venue.
There were many people gathered to welcome Abhi, and congratulate him for retaining his business position back to normal, even higher now. I felt happy by seeing everyone, who is eager to see him. At that time only I saw Karan standing there with a smirk.
Why was he standing there with a smirk? Did he do anything to Abhi? is that the reason Abhi didn’t turn up yet? I tensed with fear of thinking that nothing bad should happen to Abhi.
Halting my fear, I saw his car reached the venue entrance and people started to approach him. Firstly Purab came out from the passenger seat, and then I saw him coming out from the driver side.
The coolest guy ever! My mind screamed with a sudden flirting of my very own to be husband. He is cute and adorable and at the same time vulnerable and lovable. My man! Only belongs to Me!
He took off his coolers and looked at me with a smile. I smiled back. It’s been more months he came to India. I still remember him saying that he didn’t have any reason to come to India. And today he came to India, not because the meeting was here. He came to India because he got the reason to come here.
Yes, the reason was we are getting married in the next three days. He was a gentleman! Once the announcement came from the Community board member, only he said that he was coming to India and also he talked with my father and mother regarding the marriage. My maa was really happy for this and even Daadi visited to my home yesterday for giving some things as rituals.
I came back from my thoughts when I felt his arm wrapping over my waist, and I looked up to see him standing near me. Purab stood near us.
The media was snapping us and I saw people murmuring among themselves. I saw Karan standing there and I expected that he was going to create a mess again.
The member meeting went well and I applauded heart fully, seeing him reaching success of his life. I felt blessed when he mentioned that I was the reason for his success. All in a sudden I felt conscious of everyone’s gaze on me.
While we were coming out of the venue, Karan’s witty act came infront of us in the form of media.
“Mr. Abhishek Mehra, we got a news that you're going to get married with Pragya Arora, who was your ex-bhabhi, is that true?” one of the reporters asked him
He smiled “Yes, I was getting married to her and our marriage will be held on the next three days” he replied calmly.
“Pragya ma’am, during your divorce, Karan, I mean your ex-husband said that you were been in illegal relationship with Mr. Abhishek Mehra behind your husband’s back. Maybe a kind of adultery, is this the result of that?” a reporter asked which shook my world once again.
I wished Abhi would help me out of answering this question, I saw him standing near me, looking at me for an answer. I was shocked to see him like that, he didn’t even concerned to answer, since he was also involved in the question.
“Ma’am is that true that you was in relationship with him, when you're married to Karan?” the next question brought me back to sense of reality.
I turned to them “Who said that I and Abhi was in relationship, when I was married to Karan?” I asked furiously.
“Karan Mehra said this already to us” the reported replied casually.
I turned to see him, also Purab and Abhi were glaring at him deadly. I knew his cheap act and I'm not going to let others comment about me like before.
“For your information, in the same divorce case, I have submitted enough proofs, proving that he has been in relationship with Tanushree Mehta even when I was his wife, right in his house. I think you get the meaning of adultery now! Abhi is the one who stood for me going against his brother. We lost Mohan uncle in this mess” I explained them controlling my anger.
“Then getting married to your ex-husband’s brother was?” the reporter raised another question.
“He isn’t my ex-husband’s brother. I'm getting married to Abhishek Mehra, my father’s friend Mr. Mohan Mehra’s only son! I love him and I am happy about that” I said proudly holding Abhi’s arm.
He smiled at me and at that moment I realized what he meant when he says ‘I want you to be independent and lead your life without depending on others, Pragya’
We moved out from the place, ignoring the other questions, Purab came with us and we returned back home. On the way, we left Purab on his home and I and Abhi drove back to my home.
“You're brave! More enough” he commented while driving
“Because you boosted me!” I replied holding his hand on the gear.
“I need my boost then!” he winked, and I leaned close to him and kissed his cheek.
Three days was really very long days of my life. Even all the rituals happened and we got to see each other, still the rituals kept us distanced till the marriage.
The marriage mandap, which I sat once in that and the result, was not less than a storm of my life. Today I'm sitting again in the marriage mandap with Abhi, but this time my life will be with full drizzling breeze of love and the happy humming of our life.
He looked at me nervously and I surprised seeing him like that.
“Why are you nervous?” I asked him, pressing his hand over my palm.
“It wasn’t nervous! It is impatience” he replied in a desired voice.
“Impatience? Why?” I asked him pretending like I don’t know the answer.
“You will get to know tonight” he replied seductively, squeezing my palm in his.
I blushed uncontrollably as my mind filled with his thoughts and the dreams of night when we are going to be together starting our married life.
The Panditji asked us to do some rituals and we followed things as per he guided. Abhi and I stood up for phera; he promised me every single promise of each phera. His dedication and commitment towards me, made me to fall in love with him again. Followed by him, I continued my phera and I promised that all my births, I and my love, my soul belong to only him.
He tied the Mangalsutra and filled my maang with all his love and desires of seeing me as his wife. To my dreams, to my life he became my Man! My Pathi and I became his Biwi.
Not paying heeds to others, he pulled me in the marriage mandap for the sudden kiss. I heard everyone’s embarrassing gasp, but later I gave myself melting in his kiss and kissed him back.
We parted from the unexpected kiss, and I looked surprised. He cupped my face with a smile and said “Tu Meri Biwi, Officially” and pecked again, I dig my face in his neck crook, by hiding my embarrassment, maybe my happiness of becoming his Biwi officially.
To be continued…
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With love,
Abhigya (Abhi)