Chapter 10

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SHUBHANGI'S POV

The sunlight race falls on my face, and I get up from my bed. I saw the clock. It was showing 4 o'clock in the evening.

Yeh kya batameezi hai yaar!
(What the hell is this man!)

I opened my eyes just to meet the case on the road. My eyes widened while my jaw dropped.

What the fuck did I watch?

The room itself was a Greek God. It reminds me of the fictional places which I used to read in the novels. The room was just looking like the room of kings and queens, especially of Rajasthan.

The room had a king-sized bed with a regular duvet blanket. It is a small cupboard, which was fully organized with things like perfume files,laptop games, and a royal coach.

Pakka kisi Raja-Maharaja ka kamra hoga.
(100% this would be a king's room)

I found a couch where an anarkali suit with some simple jewelleries and one pair of anklet was kept. I found myself in the same blue lehanga, which I wore before with a bridal bun.

I came across 2 rooms, whicwereas on the left side while on the right one.

I took the right one and found the bathroom where I took a warm shower.

The full room was organized.

I was about to walk towards the door when I suddenly heard a girl's voice coming inside with speaking something.

"Bhaisa aab toh aap kahi nahi jayenge, toh-" with that our gaze meet each other.
("Brother, you won't go anywhere so-")

"Aaaaaaaahh!" She screamed.

"Aaaaaaaaahh!" I screamed.

Ab pata nahi maine kyu chilyaya.
(Now Idk why I shouted)

"K_k_kon ho aap?" She asked while stuttering badly. ("Who are you?")

"A_a_ aap kon ho?" I asked which was definately a stupid question. ("Who are you?")

Suddenly all the members of the house came here in between Mr.Rathore came.

I present in this home.

No, this can't be possible.

Am I dreaming?

I pinched my wrist, and it was reality. Before anyone can stutter any other words, Mr. Rathore came and stood beside me.

"Dadu sa, Baba, chote baba, maa aur choti maa! Insey miliye." (Dadu sa, Baba, chote baba, maa aur choti maa, meet her.")

I was in confusion that why I was in his home. He is a great businessman if he wants , he could book a hotel. But the other line was enough to make me shocked and stare towards him with my widened eyes.

"Yeh hai aapki hone wali bahu. Meri biwi. Mrs. Shubhangi Abhiveer Singh Rathore. "
("she is you soon to be daughter in law, my wife, Mrs. Shubhangi Abhiveer Singh Rathore. ")

I was looking at him with 'are you serious' look while my heartbeat was audible to me. Butterflies were dancing inside my stomach, and I was just standing quietly, but still, many questions were coming inside my 1.5 kg brain.

"Abhiveer beta, I want to.
Talk to you, " his Baba told him.

"Before that, I need to talk to my wife."

With that, we went towards the roof of the killa that were diverted. There was a pool type roof that was filled up with the water level up to feet only. It has a bench in between.

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