Chapter 2

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The day of wedding

A room is shown fully decorated for a newly wedded couple.

Moh's POV:-

Agh! Today is the worst day of my life. I got married to another girl.

I wanted to marry my Angel but now I got married to this low class girl.

How much I love my Angel and how much I miss her.

Then my so-called wife came into my room with glass of milk. Does she think I'll drink it? Even if she would serve me that 'amrit' (nectar) with her hands I will not drink it.

Moh: You keep the milk there and come here.

She came to me nervously.

Moh: You whatever your name Surbhi Murbhi....

Suru: It's...S...Sur...Surbhi.

Moh: Don't you fucking stammer in front of me. Show this melodrama to someone else. Understand?

She seemed a bit scared but composed herself.

Suru: Ok.

Moh: Listen I know I am fucking married to you but I love someone else.

She was dumbfounded as if she was struck by thunder.

Moh: I know you are shocked but now we can't change it but I have a deal. We have one year after that we would be allowed to divorce. You don't need to worry I'll marry my girlfriend and I'll fine a nice guy for you. Is it okay?

She nodded her head.

Moh: I want an answer.

Suru: Okay it's a deal. Just one year.

Moh: Ok I'll sleep on bed and you can sleep on couch.

Suru: Okay.

And then we went to our respective places and slept.

To Be Continue

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