Queen Of My Heart

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Laxmi's POV...........................

Sid has been waiting for Dhriti, to come out of washroom. He himself brought a dress for her, which he liked it very much. He thought it will look good on her but now he is nervous.

Because he don't know, if she will like it or not. He sat on bed biting nails in nervousness, dress is resting beside him on bed itself.

His foot is tapping on floor in his anxiety, as he literally ate every nail on his fingers. He even thought to bite his toe nails too, but brushed that thought, as he felt it will take so much of energy for him to bend and bite them.

His eyes darted to the dress, "you should impress her.." he murmured looking at dress.

"You know, it's my first time buying something for my wife. I don't know, if she likes you or not. If you failed to impress her, with you even I fail to get a good impression. So, you have only task that to impress my wife. Okay??" He started talking with that dress like he is conversing with a normal human being.

Without him knowing, Dhriti who came out from washroom saw him speaking to a dress. Which is still covered in a cover. She leaned listening to his words, and tried very hard to surpress her laugh, which is getting next to impossible.

She is quite used for this behaviour of Sid now, because she has faced a lot of these things from him.

"Don't tell me you are talking with a dress, Siddhu??" She asked walking towards him as she sat beside him staring at him.

He jerked a little startled by listening her voice and smiled awkwardly towards her.

"Well, maybe yes." He mumbled slowly rubbing his neck in his nervousness. Dhriti burst out laughing at him, she literally cried while laughing. He didn't stopped her nor felt bad, because she is laughing at him. But looking at her care free laugh, he smiled unknowingly.

He felt it was cute...

Soon Dhriti composed herself, as she sat up on bed wiping her tears.

"So??" She asked him as he showed that dress in her hands.

"I brought it for you, I hope you like it and wear this evening." He pursed his lips, Dhriti thanking him opened cover and gasped looking at it.

She removed it from cover and run her fingers on the soft material of the dress. She is gawking at the dress in awe, and Sid is gawking at her praying to all gods that she must like the dress. Even after five minutes, he didn't get answer from her.

So, he didn't wait as he gulped his own saliva, and mustard courage to ask her.

"Hmmm, do you like it??" He asked mare in a whisper looking at her face. Dhriti came out of her shock and saw him.

"Like it?? I love it Siddhu. It's too beautiful." She yelled at him in excitement as she throw herself in his arms. Due to sudden impact, Sid fall on bed and Dhriti fall on him.

His hands wrapped around her waist as her hands wrapped around his neck. Her hairs fall on either sides of there faces, playing the role of curtains.

They both had eye contact for sometime, which Sid broke first. His hand slowly came to her hairs and tucked them behind her ear. He caressed her cheek, with his knuckles as she closed her eyes, shivering a little.

Sid slowly kissed on her forehead and pecked on both cheeks, Dhriti blushed a little still closing her eyes.

"Go and get ready, we should go." Sid whispered and Dhriti nod her head. She sat up, took dress and walked in to closet. Sid straight away went to have a cold shower.

Dhriti slipped in to that dress, and she got astonished by the fitting. She fit in that dress perfectly. She left her hairs open, doing minimum make up.

Her dress is in light orange shade, and has two straps on her shoulders. Have sequence work on her upper part till her waist and then flowed down to floor. It has v neck line, not deep cut, but her cleavage is visible in it. Even at back, it has v neck line. She smiled looking at herself in the mirror, impressed by her looks.

As she about to wear her mangalsutra, Sid stood behind her and stopped her.

"It's okay, you don't need to wear it and you can remove your chooda(marriage bangles, they wear them for one year) too. I don't mind." He said looking at her through mirror, Dhriti smiled to him. And motioned him to knot the mangalsutra around her neck.

"But I want too." She said as Sid knot the mangalsutra. He wrapped his hands around her waist, as he kept his chin on her bare shoulder.

"I know, this dress will suit you. You are looking breath takingly beautiful." He whispered as he sniffed her smell. Dhriti bite her lip, and thanked him slowly.

"You should get ready." She whispered back as Sid nod his head. He walked to his side and Dhriti walked out of closet to give him privacy to get ready.

She sat on bed and saw a box on it, she frowned as she debated in her mind to open it or not.

"They are for you cupcake. Open it." She heard Sid voice and she didn't wait for a second to open that box. She gaped at them with her open mouth. There was a pair of sandals in that box, which go with dress colour well.

"They are amazing.." she say as Sid smiled gelling his hairs.

"I'm glad you like them, wear them. We need to move." He said as she slipped in them. She walked for sometime till Sid groom himself, not to slip in front of everyone.

"Let's go." Sid said forwarding his hand, Dhriti smiled as she took his hand and her clutch. They both walked down, and everyone started for venue.

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Everyone are meeting with others and talking, Nayan is having a conversation with Aalok. Who is alone, as everyone went on dance floor to have a dance.

"Hey Senior??" Nayan heard the voice, which makes him close his eyes for a second. He turned completely knowing about the person.

"Hello junior. How come you are here??" He wished as he asked her. Amaira pouted a little, looking at him.

"I invited her." Before Amaira can open her mouth, Aalok said from beside him. Amaira turned to him and smiled greatly to him.

"Hi Aalok." They both exchanged hi, hello. While Nayan eyes racked through Amaira attire.

She wear brown colour dress, and has a sweetheart neck line. With two straps on each shoulder. It flowed till floor, but has a slit on her left thigh. Even on her stomach part, it has cuts in zig Zag way. She wear diamond studs and a modern necklace around her neck. She completed her looks by minimal make up and leaving her hairs open.

Nayan felt okay with her dress, when her eyes met with Amaira she smirked completely taking him off guard. Nayan felt awkward as he caught red handed and not to make him more embarrass, Amaira changed the topic.

"Can we dance senior??" She asked smiling to him.

"I don't think so, I'm giving company to Aalok." Nayan said as Aalok snorted beside him.

"I don't need your company. Besides, I don't like spending time with boys." Aalok  made a face as Nayan narrowed his eyes to him. Because he knows, he is shipping him with Amaira.

"You don't even spend time with girls." Nayan pointed out as he give Aalok a tired look. Aalok shrugged his shoulders a little, like it didn't bothered him at all.

"It's because I didn't find her." He said as he sat on a chair.

"can I take him then??" Amaira asked excitedly, holding Nayan hand.

Aalok smiled as he waved his hand to her, Amaira grinned and before Nayan can say anything. She already started dragging him on dance floor....

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