Meera~The King's triumphant Queen

47~Abhimaan's surprise for meera

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Meera pov~

"You think so? Then should I try tonight?"

He asked again and I bite down to my lower lip in timidity.

Tonight? Again?

He stood up from couch straightening his overcoat from his chest and turn to look at me.

The couch created the only difference between us to let me get little breath under his intense gaze as I felt my cheeks turning red.

I looked away for a moment to hide my redness before turning back to him gathering my courage and shook my head.

"If you had a fight with her right after you wake up, then she is definitely going to deny you. Do not ask her tonight or she might get more angry."

I said plainly, shrugging my shoulders and pick up my duppatta that was placed beside his overcoat before and start pleating it nicely from one end.

I heard him moving cowards dressing table opening the jwellery boxes from drawer and he took his rings out.

"If I say sorry, will it work?"

He asked looking at me through the mirror, slipping his rings to his fingers and I tug my duppatta to the waistband of my skirt and another end on my shoulder.

I smiled slightly and move forward and stood beside him to wear my extra jwellery. I pick up my rings, earnings and start wearing.

"You can try but I am not sure. It may take some time, you know."

I answered calmly and he stood leaning his back to dressing table looking at me with folded his arms on his chest.

He kept looking at me for a moment in silence as I wear my rings, waist chain and start wearing my earing when he broke the silence.

"How about I promise to take her to her maternal home?"

He said suddenly and hearing him the earning fell from my hands to carpet. My lips parted and I turn my gaze to him from mirror.

He smiled looking at me and nodded his head.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I lower my gaze as my chin wobbled.

It would be my first time I am going to meet my parents after marriage but not even once they called me to meet them or even wrote any letter.

Even my after wedding ritual was left pending......what was the mean to go there when I knew that they do not wish to see me. Did not they miss me in these months? I do not even know if they know that I got my voice back or not.

I know my father was upset because I decided to marry him when he loose but it was important, it seems the only right thing to me at that time to save other people. But it turns out to be the most beautiful decision of my life.

He did blessed me on my marriage but that was just as a responsibility of father not by his heart. No father would be happy after knowing that his daughter is getting married as a war token, he also thought that I would be treated no less than a slave here; I can not even blame him as the circumstances were well set to make us think this.