34. WET

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3958 words. The chapter isn't edited so kindly forgive the errors.

And I sincerely apologize for being MIA.

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Kunal's POV

I'm getting married in a week. It's just a formality at this point, she's already my wife for everyone who matters. That includes me, her and of course our son.

He's been so excited ever since he learned what a wedding means. For him, it means his mother getting ready and looking more pretty.
Yes more, as according to his precise words, his mumma is already the prettiest.

I can't agree more. We took him shopping six days ago and from his own clothes to mine, he had an opinion on everything. You wouldn't believe he's not even three yet with the enthusiasm he showed that day.

I wasn't allowed to see her wedding dress though and when I tried to ask my little man how it was he didn't even reply to me. And no, that's not because he didn't want to but because he was still in a daze from what he saw.

It's not fair, what if I get dazed too and make a fool of myself? It's my goddamn wedding, I can't look like an idiot.

Even after I tried everything in my power to catch even a glimpse of her, I failed. I have no clue what she's wearing, I was asked about my clothes so that she can match but I wasn't told about hers. How is any of it fair?

I need time to prepare my heart okay? What if it forgets to beat once I see her? How would that look, you tell me.

No one understands my predicament, none of them. I even tried to bribe Aayansh or more like blackmail him about his own upcoming wedding but he seemed to have received instructions from our mother to not tell me.

She even went as far as to send him away so that I can't manipulate him. I have to admit, she knows me a bit too well.

When I asked my wife for answers, she just laughed. I love her laugh, I do, I want nothing more than to see her laughing but not right now. I needed answers and she refused to give them to me.

I even threatened that I might not talk to her if she doesn't tell me and she just hung up. Like seriously? Shouldn't she persuade me?

I was determined not to talk until she told me about her dress but it only took me twelve hours to crumble. I love her okay? I cannot not talk to her. It's physically unbearable at this point.

Due to that custom about not seeing each other before the wedding, our calls are my only solace, how the hell can I compromise on that? So I gave in. Without receiving my answers, I called first.

But if it's any consolation, she showed me all her other dresses except for the one meant for the wedding. I'm satisfied with that for now.

My friends won't be coming, and that's because I didn't invite them. I still remember the messages she saw, I need to salvage their image a bit before I introduce them to her.

Grandpa already arrived a week ago. We didn't invite anyone else. When she said just family, she meant it. So other than our families, we don't even have our friends present.

She told me about her plans before telling them to our families. I knew what my mother's reply would be before she even said it. She'll never have any objections to her expressing her wishes.

My mother can be adamant when she wants but that's only when she thinks her wishes wouldn't disrupt someone else's. As for her excuse of being too tired, everyone at the table knew it was a lie.

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