The Rathore's bride

Chapter 8

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AUTHOR'S POV

2 days later......

Today is her wedding. The whole house was decorated with flowers and lights. All paparazzi were especially ordered to cover but due to Royal guest, it would be staying at all. No one abled to ask about grandmother's health cauz it was mostly get unnoticed by all. Her Bua and Chacha ji were fully and neatly dressed and were busy in attending the welcoming of guests while she was in her makeup room with make up artist. She became numb while her face was expressionless.

"Ma'am, you're ready. " with that moment instantly, tears left from her eyes but her facial expression remained the same.

"Arey Rajiv Kapoor jaise handsome pati ko paane ke bawajood, inhe rona Aa raha hai" one makeup artist said will looking her tears.

"আরে বারি শোনশার শব চেদে যাচে তোহ".
(arey she's leaving her house and family far that's why)
(Arey ghar sansaar sab chodke Jaa rahi hai isiliye)

Suddenly, one girl came at the door and said, "Ooi, biyer makeup hoyeche?" ("So, wedding makeup done?")

"Yupp, let's enjoy the starter of the wedding" with that all of them exited from the room.

She was only there sitting on the table and looking herself in the mirror with the same expressionless face.

SHUBHANGI'S POV

I would be married in just few hours.

With whom? With a manwhore person.

Why? Because of my brother's life which is on risk.

I can't do anything. I've already lost my dadi, I can't lost him.

Before I could stood up, my bua came inside.

"Arey, Arey aram sey itni bhari lehenge Mein kahi gir na jao" she said sarcastically.
("Hey, don't fall in such a heavy lehenga with ease.")

I was all silent. She is a perfect example of bitch. She held my shoulder and helped me to stood up. Before we exit the room, Chacha ji came inside, and said to bua
"Arey didi jaldi kijiye, jaimala ka samay ho raha hai.("Sister! hurry up, the time forJaimala is running out. ")

With that she grab my chin and lifted up my face, with a sweet smile (ofcourse, fake smile), "Haaye meri pyaari bhatiji! Kitni khubsurat lag rahi hai aaj. " ("Oh, my dear niece! How beautiful you're looking today. ")

I held her hand and removed it from my chin, "Bua ji, Meetha bolne sey aapki asliyat badal nahi jayegi."
("Auntie, speaking sweetly will not change your reality.")
She glared at me and spoke further, "bhulo mat, humari ek call, aur tumhara pyara bhai khatam. " ("Don't forget, Our one call and your dear brother finish ")

I walked, while she held both of my shoulders. Four cousins held a dupatta on my head while I was numb. On the stage, Rajiv was standing and smirking, when I almost reached he passed his hand to help but instead of holding his hands for support, I took my lehenga with and stood up alone.

(A/N : Moye moye 😂🤣)

He was smiling, but also staring me with his his lustful eyes.

He's a perfect bloody bastard or a motherfucker.

After our not so happily jaimala, a girl sat near me for photo session. I was in 'not interested ' look. She was smiling a whispered in my ear. "Don't worry Mam, your brother Mr. Aman is ok. "

I looked at her face while she smiled brightly in order to not be in doubtful for everyone. I moved my eyes forward where my bua and chachi were staring my face. I moved my face to the camera with a smile (of course fake for the marriage and genuine for Aman's safety)

Suddenly, light goes off. And she hurriedly took her phone and played a video. It was of live CCTV camera. I saw my brother sleeping peacefully with oxygen mask and a glucose bottle was hanging beside him. He was in some type of Palace. It wasn't even took a minute for me to realise that he was in Rajesthan.

Suddenly light turned on and Bua came to the stage, Her face was fully covered with sweat. She took me directly to the mandap because we don't have any ritual of covering the face with a veil. While my innerself was knocking my mind.

"You can't do this wedding. You doesn't signed the papers and now, now your brother is also safe. Legally your property would be given to brother or your father's orphanage for charity. Now there's no way to trap you. Just escape" I moved my gaze towards the exit door where there was no security on the gate.

My bua took me to the mandap where I was sitting beside Rajiv. We does the puja. After puja Panditji asked to tie a knot with the my chuari and his sherwani's dupatta. After that, we stood up for pheras.

With first phera, my heart cried and wished that someone could come and take me with him. With second phera, I realised that there's no one to help me except me. With third phera, I was fully ready and was in 'that's enough' emotion. Before fourth phera, I threw the churari over my shoulder and broke the jaimala and ran towards the exit door.

(A/N : get set gooo... Bhaag Shubhangi bhaag)

I ran out the exit door while 10 guards with black coat. When they were almost near I quickly hide beside a stranger's house. While they ran in opposite direction. I ran again on the street road. With running I didn't recognise that I reached Kolkata's road. It was midnight 2:30 due to which whole road was empty.

I was running while my face was Turing back to check whether anyone is chasing me or not.

Suddenly, a car came at a fast speed. It was about to hit me but the break stopped with a jerk. Fortunately, I was saved. My mind at that moment knocked my first meeting with him.

The car's door opened while I stared there murmuring.

"Please be him"

Suddenly, Mr. Rathore came out. His eyes showed the tension and worriness. Does he came to help me?

If yes then why?

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