"Bhar du?" he asked, his voice soft even when his eyes were screaming anger, hatred and I-I was simply sitting there feeling hollow.
[Should I fill?]
I nodded, because there were no words and even if there were any- my throat was tight enough to not utter a single syllable.
"Pyaar nahi milega apko, soch lijiye." He said again but this time his voice was hoarse, which sent shiver down my spine and i sat there completely silent, I knew what he meant-he could never love me and I, I would be never able to accept anything that would come from him.
[You won't get love, think about it.]
I again nodded and then very next moment, i felt his fingers touching the partition of my hair, and then very much un expected happened-the vermillion fell on my nose. It meant something I didn't wanted to admit-I wanted to but not with him-but with the person I loved.
Who ran away, with the love of his life.
"Vivaah sampanh hua" The priest announced and then slowly we stood up from the mandap, then moving towards every elder we touched their feet and took blessing for the new life.
[The marriage was solemnized.]
And then at last I stood in front of my father, I didn't wanted to meet his eyes, how could I-when every thing was shattered and he-he chose his respect over damn everything.
But then again my emotions betrayed me and a tear slipped down my cheek, how could I not cry, when he was the one who loved me nothing else. He gave me everything I asked for and what not-but this was unexpected he chose his respect over me for the very first time. I slowly bent to touch his feet-but he moved back, was I that bad that he didn't wanted to bless me.
I slowly raised my eyelashes to see him and then what I saw clenched my heart, he had opened his arms-to embrace me, to take me in a hug and then without a second change I leaned, because I didn't had anyone else who would love-not like him.
A sob escaped my lips, he patted my back and then kissed my crown, and then he whispered something that made me froze In place.
"If he ever troubles you, kill him." and then he didn't stop, his eyes locked behind me on something or on someone and then said "And you will be divorced in a year beta, just a year for your dad." His gaze then landed on me and smiled softly, and again he kissed my forehead.
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The vidaai was done a long time ago and I was sitting in my husband's car-waiting for him. Well he is late, and that's better for me in many ways.
[Farewell]
First, I am comfortable.
Secon- And the door opened, he peeked inside and sigh left his lips, he must have felt at unease because of me, after all he was a replaced groom. But what if he loves someone else.
As if you don't. My unconscious mind mocked me, well that's the truth.
The engine of the car roared to its life, the car swiftly, moving slowly and then suddenly the car's speed was pulled, the car was at high speed. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me.
I was scared of high speed. A lot.
I turned to him, only to see his jaw in clenched in anger, if he would press it any further then he would break his own jaw.
But that was not my concern, my concern was the speed of the car.
"Please car ko dheere chalaye." But no answer, he didn't even blink but only sped it. My heart thumped against my ribs dangerously, I didn't wanted to face a panic attack not in front of him.
[Please drive the car slowly.]
"Please" this time, it was mere whisper but it was audible but he didn't even bother to look at me. Tears burned at the edge of my eyes, my throat tight.
And then I held his biceps, and shook his hand which barely moved. "Please rokiye." and he didn't bothered to listen to my plea. A sob escaped me before I could stop.
[Please, stop.]
And then the car halted to suddenly, the head jerked forward but large hand covered it from banging it in front. I slowly looked towards him, and then all anger from beginning spilled without a second thought.
"Apko samajh nahi aa raha tha kya ki mai rokne bol rahi thi."
[Don't you understand that I was telling you to stop.]
"Aap khud ko kya samjhte hai."
[What do you think of yourself.]
"Jyada mahan bann rahe ho kya."
[Are you becoming too much.]
"Bevakoof ho app."
[You are stupid.]
My chest heaved with the out burst, breath coming out in short bursts, but I could feel my anger still in myself. And when I looked at him, he was still looking at me-his lips parted slightly, staring at me with shock.
And then I realized-I shouted at him, almost too much and without any right on him.
V I D Y U T
My lips parted in shock, when she yelled at me, because no one- I mean no one has the right to yell at me, and she, she did it without thinking twice. I was still looking at her with shock.
"Bevakoof ho aap."
[You are an idiot.]
her words rang in my head, idiot-she called me an idiot, and exactly like one I sat there quietly, too quietly.
I was still looking at her, when suddenly her eyes widen and her crimson cheeks turned more red as if she realized what she did.
And then she turned her head towards the car's window, her shoulders tight, without the embarrassment.
Ab chilla ke embaress hone ki jarurat nahi hai.
[Now there's no need to shout and feel bad.]
I started the engine again but this time, I drove slowly-making sure she was comfortable, and after almost an hour we were about to reach the mansion as per Maa's instruction there were some rituals left. I don't understand if her father made it clear that we will be divorced after a year then why there is any need of ritual.
Yes, her father made it clear that we are getting divorced no matter what after a year and but for reputation the marriage was necessary.
Well this is good news to me.
A marriage with a full stop.
I stopped the car outside the mansion and then looked at her, who was asleep, relaxed. And I realized one thing, she was stressed because now when I saw her peaceful face there was nothing else which could be more peaceful.
I slowly called her.
"Vaani." her name fell from lips, and it felt different.
Vaani-she is my wife now.
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THE UPDATE WAS LATE SORRY JI.
BUT THE WORK IS MORE, AND THE INTERESTING THING IS YOU ARE GOING TO SEE SOEMTHING-SOMETHING IN NEXT CHAPTER.
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