SWASAN- Was he still hers?

|9. She knew!|

Swara had her most peaceful sleep after many months as she knew when she would wake up, she was going to get married to her Sanskar. While Sanskar couldn't sleep, his wet eyes were wide awake, he stared at his sleeping wife trying to capture the sight in front of him forever in his heart because he knew he was going to snatch her peace the next day.

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Swara woke up the next day and saw her Sanskar already up and fresh. She blinked her eyes confused, he was up before her and even ready. He was wearing black shirt and a black pant looking extremely handsome. Sanskar Maheshwari was in a mood to kill today!

"Sanskar?" he turned to her hearing her and smiled lightly. "Good morning Swara" he went near her and sat on the bed and she was in his arms, snuggling cutely. "You are up so early. You smell so fresh!" Sanskar closed his eyes feeling her hiding her face in his neck. Her sleepy tired voice was so cute.

"If I knew this is how you behave when you wake up, then I would have woken up before you so many times", Sanskar said holding her and placing her carefully in his lap to make her more comfortable. "That's okay, you can do it from now". He heard her murmuring against his skin and sighed in sadness.

She remained in the same position for more time. "Swara, I want to go to Maheshwari house, I want to give the money to Naina and clear everything. Once I come back, we can get married".

"No you first marry me", Swara said childishly still not opening her eyes and cuddling to him. Sanskar gulped his tears and said, "Swara I want to sort the things with Naina before we begin our lives again".

Swara hummed sleepily and Sanskar patted her head holding her close. Probably the first and last time he is going to witness her cute sleepy tantrums.

Swara got up after sometime and gave Sanskar his phone. He charged it for sometime and then called his driver and instructed him to bring a mechanic along with him to fix the tires of his own car which his Swara had punctured, he heard the clicking of door knob and turned hanging up the call.

His heart skipped a beat seeing Swara walk out in a beautiful red saree with pearls, it was the same red saree she wore on their golden night when they consummated their marriage and he immediately walked to her.

"Swara this.."

He couldn't say anything as she smiled looking at him in the mirror. Wet hairs and fresh face glowing with happiness, the bright smile on her face which always lit his mood was suddenly choking him hard.

"Swara can you wear something else?" he asked controlling his tears and trying to sound normal. She widened her eyes and turned to him. "Are you kidding me? This is your favorite dress of mine!"

"Swara I.."

But he was interrupted by her, "Sanskar this is the only grand saree I brought here, I don't have anything else which I can wear for our wedding. I didn't pack any of your sherwanis, you do one thing when you would go to meet Naina change into a sherwani and come to the temple".

"Swara can we please get married here in the farmhouse itself?" she frowned hearing him and started nodding her head in a no. "No a big no, I am not going to listen to you. We will get married at the krishna temple where we confessed our love. That's it!"

He tried to convince her but couldn't think of any valid reason, she was stubborn with the location, stubborn with the dress. She was playing 'I am the bride and I get to decide' card. She was too cute to handle with her stubbornness. She kissed his cheek and ran outside the bedroom not paying attention to him and he finally let the tears flow out of his eyes when she was out of his sight.