Chapter 45

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Today morning was mehendi ceremony. I got ready and went where the ceremony was taking place. I wore 👇

I thought maybe Jimin isn't coming cause he could get caught in so many people

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I thought maybe Jimin isn't coming cause he could get caught in so many people. So we usually was roaming around. As usual I was looking for some food. Also guide the kids what to eat that's not spicy. That remained me of Tae oppa. He also can't tolerate the spice. Then I took kids to bhabhi to take care of them. Asha always keeps an eye on the twin. She's a great big sister. Always really protective about her siblings. Then we were called as the ceremony was about to start. Everyone was started dancing and my friend started applying mehendi on her hands.

**** Jimin's POV ****
I again sneaked in for my princess. Wow she's looking more beautiful lika a bunch of lavender flower. She's dancing. Wow. She looks happy with everyone dancing.
****Natasha's POV****
Then the mehendi applier called us to apply some mehendi. So we girls also boys sat to apply mehendi. While I was applying the lady asked if I could like to write someone's letter on my mehendi. Some ladies startes gossiping my behind.
Lady 1: Now it will be interesting to see who's name she's gonna write.
Lady 2 : Yeah. She divorced her husband. Those two kids were God knows who's. Now living with another.
Lady 3: Yeah does she even know herself who's those kids father?
Lady 1 : Don't know who's dirty blood were they.
Lady 2: Nowadays girls are being so out of hand.
Lady 1: If my daughter would have did that I will break every relation with her and kick her out from the house.
Lady 3: Thank God her mother's not alive otherwise she could die in shock seeing her slut of a daughter.
My eyes started tearing up. I told the Lady to write A, N, J as my 3kids. They are my life. The Lady wrote that.
**** Jimin 's POV ****
I went near to see what's happening. Some kind of paste on hand making some awesome design. Then came my princess's turn. Suddenly I heard some ladies behind her started talking. My blood started to boil. I was also feeling guilty. Only for me my love has to be humiliated every where. No matter what she does no matter where she is. I felt like hold her hands and tell everyone that she's mine and those kids are mine. But I couldn't. I just had to gulp down the insult. Everyone's slut shaming her because of me and I have to be silent. I noticed she hung her head down. After applying that paste my Nash went inside. Ashwin tried to ask but she said something that he let her go. I silently followed her. She went to a room and was struggling to close the door. I quickly went inside and locked the door. She was surprised. I helped her to sit on the couch and sat beside her.
Natasha : Jimin, are you mad or you want to get caught?

Jimin : I couldn't resist myself to see your beautiful face.
Natasha *looking upset* : But still you shouldn't come Jimin.
Jimin *thinking she just got insulted but still thinking about my security* : Nobody's gonna see us my love.
Natasha *Jimin about to kiss but she stopped* : Nope my mehendi will be ruined.
Jimin : So it's called mehendi? It's beautiful.
Natasha : You haven't seen the best part. Oh you know it's like a color. Here people say the darker the color of the mehendi gets the husband.... I mean lover loves most.
Jimin : Then yours gonna be the darkest cause I love you the most.
Natasha *get shy* : Stop it Jimin.
Jimin *carefully hugged her* : Why stop? Did I say something that isn't true? I don't love you?
Natasha *playfully chuckled* : Jimin you are totally crazy.
Jimin : Yes. Crazy for you. But for how long? Why aren't you agreeing to marry? My eomma and appa made me promise to take you with me otherwise not.
Natasha : Eomma still loves me? I thought she could hate me.
Jimin : Nobody ever hated you darling. Eomma missed you so much.
Natasha : I missed eomma so much just like I miss my mom.
Jimin : That's why I am telling you marry me. I already talked to the company and they freed me from the clause of not getting married. That's how my career also will not be ruined.
Natasha : But what about armies?
Jimin : Only true armies will never hate us Or our children. They will support us no matter what and that's what I care about. We never cared about haters and fake armies. Did you forgot?
Natasha : What?
Jimin : I am so sick of this fake love.... Fake love... Fake love...
Jimin *seeing Natasha smiling* : Now my love is looking complete. You know you are looking so beautiful I want to marry you now.
Natasha *got shy* : Stop it.
Jimin : But seriously I really want both Indian and Christian (**** I am not sure if he is really Christian or not so just fictionated it****) wedding. Indian wedding have so many rituals and colors and dancing. Also my girl got some move.
Natasha : Wooo slow down lover boy. I didn't said yes yet.
Jimin : But...
Natasha laughed and the about to stand but stumbled. I caught her and carefully helped her to sit. The I saw her something bothering on her lehenga near the foot area. I bend down and took her foot and put it on my knee. When I was taking her foot she was resisting saying I am elder both in age and in relationship, and that's a type of disrespect to let touch feet to elder. But I didn't listen.I saw something was tucked with her lehenga. I moved it a bit up. I looked at her she was closing her eyes. I saw her foot there some kind of anklet. Very beautiful, making my love's feet more beautiful. Later Natasha told that that's called Jhanjer 👇

I freed the lehenga from it and kissed her jhanjher

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I freed the lehenga from it and kissed her jhanjher. She got fully red in shyness. I heard someone's calling her name. So I let her go. Promised to see her at the evening.
**** Natasha's POV ****
I got out and saw one of my friend she came to help me feed. Then we went and to change, took off mehendi and took some rest for the evening function which is Sangeet.

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