Unka Intezaar-The Wait For Love

Chapter 7- Sajna hain Sajna ke liye

*Third Person's POV*:-

The next morning Nishtha woke up a little earlier than her usual schedule. Dressed in a saree she had finally managed to reach Ranvijay's room without tripping on the neat pleats of the saree.

Years of practice had made her an expert in draping the saree with ease but  Nishtha still didn't master the walk of a model.

In saree she was ready to make a great first impression. Her chooda adorning her wrists as she had the nuptial chain and vermillion in her palm. Well she had decided to please her husband's eyes before she please his stomach at breakfast.

She confidently knocked on the door of Ranvijay's room. A drowsy Ranvijay opened the door, making Nishtha go hayee.

For the first few seconds she forgot the reason she came there. Yawning, when Ranvijay properly opened his eyes the sight in front of him made his breath hitch.

The bright pink saree highlighted her dusky skin and the chooda looked pretty on her petite figure. "Oh hello ! Nishtha Ranvijay Rajput," Nishtha said and forwarded her hand.

That was it. The deep dimple on her cheeks and her calling herself "Nishtha Ranvijay Rajput", made him realise it was a dream. He closed the door on her face and then pinched himself.

Feeling the sting Ranvijay again opened the door to find Nishtha still standing the same way just this time with a pout. "What the heck is it ?," he asked groggily.

"Yeh, sindoor aur mangalsutra pehnaiye," (Put this vermillion and nuptial chain on me) Ranvijay gave her a confused look.

"Stop staring and do as I say. Come on Mr. Rajput.," Nishtha said with a pout forming on her lips. "Why ?," Ranvijay asked ruthlessly.

"Why ? Ranvijay are you even serious, I am your wife and this is my right.," Nishtha demanded glaring at him.

"Done spouting nonsense ? Now listen carefully. I don't give a shit about this marriage and about you.," Ranvijay shooed her away.

"Ek second rukiye, abhi kal ke aaye hain aur mujhe aise suna rahe hain.,"
(Wait a minute, you have just arrived home yesterday and are giving me a lecture) Nishtha scolded him.

"Let's spend some time together, get to know each other and then come to a conclusion. It had to be a decision of the two us and just you alone.," Nishtha ranted, with her anger on her nose.

Ranvijay just closed the door on her face again and this time not to open it. She came down stairs defeated and wore the vermillion and nuptial chain on her own.

Her next stop was the kitchen, the outhouse's kitchen. Tucking the pallu on her waist she started making something sweet.

"Ramya kaki, taste this and tell me. Is it up to Ranvijay's liking ?," Nishtha asked forwarding a spoonful of halwa to Ramya kaki. "Umm, best. Ramvijay will love this.," Ramya praised as she relished the sweet dish.

Nishtha's smile widened getting the approval from the best. She now felt content and confident.

"What have you prepared ?," asked Meera as she yawned coming inside the dining seeing Nishtha set up a plate.

"Taste this. This surely has to impress him," Nishtha said winking at Meera who relished the bowl in a go. "Thi..This wi..ll work !," Meera praised while the bite was still in her mouth.

"Did you enter the kitchen to cook this ?," Meera's eyes widened in shock.

" I cooked it in the out house's kitchen.," Meera sighed at the information rested againt the chair's support.