FORCED MARRIAGE<3||SWARNALI

Part 19

Y/N POV: I entered the room and found it very nicely decorated. Decorated with pink and white balloons all around, with Happy Birthday written in big letters in the middle.

"Another surprise?!"

I said to myself.

Nischay came out from behind the door right next to me singing "Happy Birthday To You".

Y/N- yesab?

Nischay- meri taraf se Ek chota sa gift..

I smiled and hugged him.

Nischay- aur bhi kuch hai..

I was a little surprised again, he opened the drawer and took out a box and handed it to me.

Nischay- kholke dekho..

I opened the box with him in surprise, after opening the box there was something in front of my eyes that brought my whole life dream in front of my eyes.

I now had in my hand the joining letter of "Whispering Meadows Daily" as one of their poetess.

I looked at him once, looked at the letter and looked at him and at the letter again.

Y/N- ye?!

Nischay- is magazine ka editor Mera dost Hai... So I talked to him hat this job opportunity came to my wife, but she missed the joining date... So he managed..... and you can see the results in your hands...

My eyes began to water with happiness, as if Nischay had come into my life as a gift of God.

Nischay- are..Tum to kyu Rahi ho?..Pasand nahi aya gift?

I kissed Nischay's cheek without saying anything.

He was a little surprised to see my reaction, but didn't say anything.

Nischay- to Birthday Girl..(wear me a birthday crown)..Aiyee..

He took my hand and made me sit on the chair set outside the balcony,There was another chair and table.

After a while he brought a tray in his hand and sat on the opposite chair himself.

Nischay- Pasta for you..

He placed a plate of white sauce pasta in front of me and in front of himself.

Y/N- Tum khana bana sakte ho?..Aur ye mujhe aj pata chal Raha hai?!

Nischay- Mummy ne sab sikhaya hai mujhe..(in a low voice) to impress my wife..

He smirked.

I scooped up the pasta with a slotted spoon and ate a little bit, its creamy sauce seemed to be liked by my taste burds very much.

Y/N- well.. your wife is quite impressed.

After a while we finished the meal while talking.

Then suddenly Nischay stood up.

Nischay (in ball dancing style)- May I have the honour of dancing with the lady?!

He asked for my hand..

I giggled and placed my hand in his.

Y/N- The pleasure is mine.

Nischay pulled me close, and we began to sway to the soft music playing in the background. The moonlight and the twinkling lights around the balcony created a magical atmosphere.

Nischay- You know, I've been planning this for weeks.

Y/N- Really? I couldn't tell at all. You're quite the planner.

He chuckled, spinning me gently before pulling me back into his arms.

Nischay- Only for you... main chahta tha ki yeh birthday tumhe hamesha yaad Rahe..

Y/N- Well, you succeeded. Yeh mere life ka sabse best birthday hai..

As we danced, our eyes locked, and for a moment, everything else faded away. It was just the two of us, lost in each other's company. The warmth of his hand, the tenderness in his eyes-it was all perfect.

Nischay- mujhe Khushi Hui.. tumhen Pasand aaya..

Y/N- pasand?.. pyaar ho gaya hai mujhe..

He blushed.

Y/N(in a low voice) - Tumse..

We continued dancing, not wanting the moment to end. Finally, the music stopped, but Nischay didn't let go of my hand.

Nischay- Chalo Ek prmise karte hai

Y/N- kaisa promise?

Nischay- Ham hamesha Khushi ho ya Gaam.. Ek Sath celebrate karenge, no matter what..

I was lost in his sight for a moment, then smiled.

Y/N- I promise.

He smiled, and we sealed our promise with a pinky swear, laughing like kids. It was a simple gesture, but it meant everything. As the night went on, we sat back down, enjoying the view and each other's company.

Nischay- So, Mrs. Future Poetess, Apne jivan ki nai Kavita likhane ke liye ready ho!?

Y/N- Jab tak tum mere sath Ho.. I am ready for everything.!

We clinked our glasses and toasted to new beginnings, knowing that as long as we were together, every moment would be as magical as this one.

To be continued.