Twisted Hearts - A tale of Arranged love

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---*Rudransh's POV:*  

today was my wedding day, and the entire mansion is adorned with decorations. I am marrying the girl Dadaji has chosen for me, the daughter of Kabir uncle . can you belive today i am going to marry tara .i will no longer be bachalor . will be a married .i went in my closet and opened locker which holds my happy memories , taking a deep breath i looked at the frame which is kept there.seeing it all the past was playing infront of me. "i miss you" i wishpered looking at the frame. taking the last look at the frame and kept it back at its place

.As I stepped out, I heard Mom and Badi Mom's voices echoing through the mansion."Ufff, where is this brat? Even on his wedding day, he won't spare a chance to trouble me," Mom exclaimed. "Don't scold him, Yamini. He must be busy," Badi Mom said ."Dii, because of your love, he's become like this. Wait until he arrives; I'll scold him," Mom declared."Hello, beautiful ladies, I am here," I announced my presence. Mom promptly grabbed my ear and twisted it. "Aahhhhh, Mom, please! It hurts"."I told you to get ready, but here you are in your trackpants! For goodness' sake, Rudra, you're getting married!" Mom scolded with a hint of exasperation ."Mom, see how red it's become. I was about to get ready when I received a call from the hospital. I got delayed, but I'll get ready quickly now, okay, Matha?" I explained, moving to Badi Mom and hugging her affectionately."I love you, Badi Maa. Look at how she twists her only son's ear," I said dramatically. 

Yamini, done with her son's theatrics, sighed and lightly slapped her forehead. Nandini smiled warmly and kissed his forehead. "I love you too, mere bacha. Let's get you ready," she said. With their help, Rudra quickly donned  sherwani, looking devilishly handsome after half an hour. Yamini gazed at her son  with adoration, applying some kajal behind rudra's ears before kissing his forehead. Nandini watched the mother-son duo affectionately. Rudra's love for his mother knew no bounds. Whether standing on his own or establishing a hospital, she had been there every step of the way. And if he ever erred, she ensured he understood and learned from his mistakes.

after the wedding 

tara's pov

---After they welcomed us inside, Nandini Aunty instructed two ladies to take me to his room. I had visited this place when I was small, but after Dad passed away, I hadn't stepped foot here. While we were walking, one of the ladies spoke, and I realized she was Atharv Bhai's wife, and the other was Vivaan Bhai's wife. They were kind, and their aura radiated positivity. I was in his—perhaps our—room. The room had a dark blue theme, a walk-in closet, and another door leading to the washroom and balcony. I was exploring the room, and after some time, I went to freshen up. i was tried so slept on the couch which is present in the room. i know now this is my room too but i don't want to invading his privacy . 

after sometime Rudra came to his room and saw her sleeping .  no longer his room belongs to him its there room now. i went and freshen up. he was thinking to talk to her , will do it tomorrow . i need rest as i have a surgery . thinking of this all i drift off to sleep.

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It was early in the morning when Tara slowly woke up. As her eyes fluttered open, she took in her unfamiliar surroundings and realized she was not in her own room. A surge of reality hit her as she saw her husband sleeping peacefully . The transformation in her life now that she was married began to sink in, and she felt a mix of emotions.

Tara got up and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. She slipped into a stunning red saree and, standing in front of the mirror, carefully dried her hair. As she applied sindoor, the final touch of her wedding ensemble, a profound sense of realization washed over her—she was now officially a married woman, part of a new family .