In the rustic villages of Rajasthan, where ancient customs weave the fabric of daily life, Taehyung's story unfolds-a tale of courage, love, and the power to defy destiny.
At seventeen, she was thrust into an arranged marriage with Jungkook, a stric...
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The soft light of dawn began to filter through the windows of the Jeon Haveli, casting gentle shadows across the room. Jungkook woke first, blinking against the morning sun.
As his gaze settled on the bed, a tender smile crept across his face. There lay Tae, her arms wrapped around a tiny figure snuggled close to her. Jiminee was asleep, nestled comfortably in Tae's embrace. The sight brought warmth to his heart, filling him with a sense of peace.
Quietly, he got off the bed, careful not to disturb the two. After freshening up, he wore a simple white dhoti, the fabric soft against his skin. His hair was still damp from the wash, droplets of water glistening in the sunlight as he made his way down the grand staircase of the haveli.
Entering the Pooja room, he felt a familiar sense of reverence. He filled a vessel with water and headed towards the Mahadev temple at the back of the house.
As he reached the temple; he poured the water and milk over the Shivling, offering fresh flowers and belpatra as he lit an incense stick. The fragrance of sandalwood enveloped him, calming his racing thoughts. Sitting cross-legged in front of the Shivling, he chanted "Om"; his voice steady as he sought solace and strength for the day ahead.
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Meanwhile, back in their room, Tae stirred as the sunlight began to warm her face. Blinking her eyes open, she turned her head and smiled at the sight of Jiminee. The little girl looked peaceful, her soft breaths mingling with the lightness of the morning air. Yet, as Tae looked around, she noticed Jungkook's absence making her confused.
Just then, a soft knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts.
She opened it to find Mrs Jeon standing there, her expression warm yet urgent.
Mrs Jeon- Khamma Ghani Banno. I am here to take Jiminee back to her room before Dadi-sa wakes up. (she said softly)
Tae- Khamma Ghani Ma-sa but she's still sleeping. (she replied while glancing back at Jiminee)
Mrs Jeon smiled gently.
Mrs Jeon- I'll take her slowly. Don't worry.
Tae nodded and stepped aside, allowing Mrs Jeon to enter. The older woman walked towards the bed, settling beside Jiminee. She caressed the girl's hair tenderly, placing a soft kiss on her temple.
She lifted Jiminee onto her lap, cradling her slowly. She looked at Tae and asked;
Mrs Jeon- You might be confused about who this little girl is?
Tae- I was thinking...
Mrs Jeon's gaze shifted back to Jiminee, her eyes softening.
