This chapter is unedited...so please ignore the grammitical and spelling mistakes.
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That sculpture turned into a beautiful, gorgeous young lady infront of Agasthya's eyes.
She slowly stood up from her place and walked infront of a long mirror which is just beside the bed. She stood there and looking at herself in the mirror through her veil. First she looked at herself keenly...touched her body and adjusting her jewellery. She is caressing everything ...finally she stopped at her neck...she pulled a nuptial chain inside from her saree.
[ It is the nuptial chain of TELUGU people who belongs to 2 INDIAN STATES ..ANDHRA PRADESH and TELANGANA. These above two lockets in the nuptial chain are arranged in one yellow thread. Groom will tie the thread around bride's neck in three knots at the time of wedding. In these two...one is given from bride's parents and the other is given from in laws. The together is called MANGALA SUTHRALU in telugu.]
She placed it in her palm and slowly lifted it and bowed her head a little bit and touched it to her eyes. Later she kissed them. Then she remembered something and frowned. She lifted her head and looked through the long mirror.
Now she is seeing Agasthya through that mirror.
She turned immediately ...
Agasthya is observing her every action. He is standing few steps behind her like a statue. He came out from his trance when she turned to his side.
Here...this girl does not lift her veil. She is walking slowly towards him. Her eyes are filled with happy tears but those are not visible to Agasthya because her face is covered with the golden veil till her neck. He is looking infact he is studying her features. His gaze landed on her heavy bossom which is covered with the half white saree. That saree's border is adorned with golden thread. The sacred nuptial chain is hanging on her chest.
Imagine that her face is covered with red veil.
She came and stood before him. She has good height that matching Agasthya's 6ft 2inches. She lifted her hand and touched his face. Agasthya clenched his jaw and fisted his hand. He held his breath...his heart is racing fast and beating like a drum. Her cold, soft feather like hand is evoking many memories and emotions inside him. She slowly slid her hands from his face to his neck, to his hard muscular shoulders and then to his chest.
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