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Chapter: 4

Manvi pov:

After the marriage,now it's time for bidai. But I don't feel any sadness because there I no one for me to cry . I slowly went to my Chacha Chachi and stood there.

Then Chachi spoke "listen, remember everything I told u ,never bring disgrace to our family and never do anything which cause shameful act. Listen to your husband all the time , never stop him or correct him or u will face the consequences, understand?"

Ji...(Yes)

Then she spoke again"good ...and if u done anything like that and they throw u from their house , don't come to our house."

"I understand Chachi"

Then the daughter of my Chachi or u say my so-called cousin came to me and said " wow behena , never thought u will get a hot guy for yourself but don't worry he will feel bored after living with a ugly creature like u and then it also may happen that he will fall in love with me..."She said to me in mocking way. My blood boil after hearing it .. bitch...

Then I went to Aru who is standing, having tears in her eyes . I said" why are u crying huh...I will not talk to u if u cry again" Then she hug me tightly and said "miss karungi tujhe."( I will miss u.) My heart melt and I said " mei bhi .(Mee to)

Then we broke our hug and said final goodbye then I reached towards the car and I stopped infront of it as I saw my husband standing there waiting for me.

Suddenly my unconscious mind thinking again " have I done very late ? Was he feeling irritated? Will he beat me and shout at me?

Then he walked closed to me , he was very much taller as I even hardly reach to his shoulders . I closed my eyes in tension then suddenly he forwarded his hands and asked me " chalein??" ( Shall we go now ?)

I said nothing but my heart feel little relief and I reach to his hand and then he helped me to get inside the car.

I silently sat inside and car and he sat beside me . I am feeling nervous but my mind still drooling at my husband's appearance like how much he was handsome,had unique features and eyes colour. Then said to myself " Stop drooling bitch".

Then he looked at me with his beautiful Blue Ocean eyes and asked " are u feeling uncomfortable?" My breath hitched at his words. Then I said "ji nahi"(no).

Then he spoke again with his deep voice " chaliye let me introduce myself properly,I am Veer Rathore, Sarpanch and zamidar of this place, I also don't have parents and I am not literate much."

I listen to him then I felt slightly pang to my heart as he is also orphan like me.

Then suddenly don't know when I felt asleep. After sometime he woke me up" uth jayiye hum pohoch gaye."( Wake up we arrived). Then I jolt up when I realised I was sleeping leaning to his shoulders but he said nothing.

My face was now red in embarrassment then I went from the car slowly.

The haveli is really big and beautiful. I went inside along my husband the I saw lady was standing with holding aarti thali and near her a boy at late twenties is standing with a pure smile. I recognised him , he was his cousin as I saw him in mandap. Then the lady done my aarti and said "kitni Sundar hai , najar na Lage meri bacchi ko" ( she is so beautiful, evil eyes don't got to her).

The she say cheerfully " I am veer's masi and your too , the I bend and touch her feet. Then that boy said cheerfully" I am Abhi , veer bhai's cousin and you devar hehhe." Then he hugged me , I felt a warm to my heart at his friendly behaviour .

Then masi said while pointing at two other members " they were your mama and mammi." I realised one thing that this is my husband's maternal house but why he is living here ?I don't know, it's little strange.

I went to touch their feet and they took their feet back . I looked at them in disbelief and saw they were glaring at me . Then mammi said " why veer married to a girl like her I don't know, she is not match to him!!''

This made my heart hurt that how everyone thinks I am just a mistake.

"And who are u to tell me what I can do or not" a deep voice came from behind and saw my husband came towards them and stood infront of me.

To be continued.....

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