[Target- 975 votes and 380 comments, and can we soon make the total vote count of the book to 30K? (Not a target for next chapter though)]
Ps: From Monday, my schedule is going to be veryyyyy hectic, so complete the targets soon and get early updates this week, who knows about my pace of updating new chapters from Monday🤷🏻♀️
[Also, those asking the meaning of Bugge -- it's just a cute word with like no literal meaning but close to "kiddo" in english.]
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Choose the ones who will love your sky even in the days, when your start don't shine!
~Unknown
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RUDRAKSH
"Thank you, and how much?"
"Only twenty five thousand Sir." I nodded and looked for my phone in my pockets to pay but I realised that I left it in the car.
Fishing out my wallet I took out my card and gave it to the the young girl who was the cashier of the book shop.
She took the card and after swiping it gave back to me and passed me the bill.
As I was keeping the bill and card in the wallet, I heard her hesitating voice, "Uh, Sir if you don't mind, is that your wife's photo in your wallet?"
I looked at my wallet and out of nowhere a smile itself appeared on my face seeing the photo and nodded at her before showing it to her, "Yes," I pointed at the other photo kept alongwith Saumaya's, "this is my mothers and my sisters' and this one is my Wife. Pretty she is, isn't she?"
I traced My Mithiye's photo where she was smiling her big beautiful smile and heard the girl saying awww and I chuckled.
"If you don't mind can you give me your Wife's number? I really want to ask her, what kind of God she prayed to, to have a husband like yours?"
I looked back at her photo and traced it with the my thumb and replied, "Tsk, she is the blessings of the good deeds of my past lives."
"Damm!! if my partner doesn't say the same thing, I don't want him." Amused with her talks, I took the book bouquet I ordered as it was ready and exited the small yet aesthetic shop.
Daljit came forward to have the bouquet from me but I shook my head and walked to my Mercedes and kept the bouquet in the passenger seat before taking the driving seat and ignited the engine and soon was on the roads.
I looked at the bouquet before looking back at the road and strummed my fingers on the steering wheel as the soft music played in.
I am sure if Shrey would sit in my car and listens to the music I play now, he will go in coma with shock. And ofcourse, as I- who never liked hearing such music plays them by myself too.
The things I do for My Wife.
It's been five months to my this blissful life. Five months and two weeks that I am married to the best person in the world. Life was beautiful earlier-- but she made it worth enjoying. I never had any regrets in my life, but now I have only one regret and that, how did I wasted twenty eight years of my life and didn't met her sooner.
But anyway, I want to make the rest of the lives we are together, as happy as it could be.
Soon, I reached home and took the bouquet in my hand and stepped out of the car. Giving the keys to the driver, I walked in to meet with silence.
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