ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

The Marriage

The Chaudary house was lit ahead of the wedding. Guests from Indore and all around India had arrived for the wedding. The wedding was to be in the evening, during the 2 hours of the auspicious timing for the Aarti. It was exactly like how it was two years ago.

Esha, Sid and their college friends had all arrived. Riya was fuming with jealousy as to how Nikita's fate always supports her and how she was going to end up becoming the real bride. Even after being confronted, she didn't stop. She hadn't stopped wanting Mayukh. She drove them away for a whole year, not for this, not to get them married officially. She was currently looking out for Mayukh.

She saw him in his room, wiping the haldi off him as the haldi ceremony was over. She entered and Mayukh's face got alert.
"What are you doing in my room?" He asked assertively.
"Mayukh. I really like you, why are you getting married to her?"
"Excuse me?! After what you did, you really think you had a chance?"
"I did that because I like you. I never hurt Nikita."
"You made her feel like she had to leave. You forged a letter, making me hate her."
"She doesn't know about the letter."
"So what? You wrote it, you ruined her name in my eyes for a whole year."
"I'm sorry Mayukh. Please understand, give me a chance. I'll make it up to her and I'll win your heart."
"I'm getting married in another 5 hours. It's best you leave."
"Mayukh," she grabbed her hand, "you know that's she's not your type. You don't even love her."
"So?"
"Mayukh why stay with someone you don't love? You always only saw her as a responsibility, why are you ruining your whole life because of it?"
"Because it's better than staying with you, giving you a chance. I'd rather stay with a stranger than you." Mayukh spoke harshly, "and now I'd demand you leave my room before I have to call people and make this a big deal."
"Mayukh. You'll regret marrying her, look at her, she's nothing. She's not even rich, she's not pretty."
"Neither are you, now move on. Leave my room." Mayukh stated and walked into the washroom and banged the door shut, scaring Riya.
She looked down and controlled her anger before finally whispering, "You can't be with that middle class girl. If you won't leave her, I'll make her leave you."
Saying so, she walked out of the room. A while later, Mayukh came back, fully showered,band started getting ready.

Unknown to both of them, Nikita had heard this conversation and was in tears, not only because her marriage was already being threatened by Riya, but also because Riya had called her ugly, middle class and Mayukh had not defended her, he didn't say anything to when Riya called her ugly. He didn't deny it. It shot a pang of hurt in her heart that her fiancé didn't care, didn't think she's pretty, didn't like the fact that she's off a middle class. He didn't love her, he just proved once again that she was just a responsibility to him.

She ran to her room, luckily with the haldi on her face, it was easy to hide her tears. She felt upset because she'd hope for a happy marriage with a guy she had feelings for, and was falling for again, but she knew all this had to stop. She washed her face, showered and then came out to seeing the pastel pink colored saree which she was to wear for her wedding. It was hitting her slowly that today is her marriage anniversary and her wedding. She decided to get ready and sit. Instantly, a few of her friends and family came to help her. She wore the saree.

It was a beautiful red saree with royal embroidery throughout. The saree covered her modestly. Her parlour ladies worked on her hair, styling it into a classy, low elegant bun with flowers around it. A few strands of her hair came out. Her fair skin complimented the saree. Subtle makeup was done, kajal, mascara, a shade of matte pink lipstick. Her face was adorned with her normal, beautiful nose ring and heavy earrings, and a beautiful gentle necklace. She looked gorgeous.

Nikita POV:

"You're looking wonderful Nikku." Aai exclaimed.
"Thank you Aai."
"Yeah dude, you're looking amazing!" Esha added. I smiled at her and said thanks.