Presenting the story of:
ABHIMANYU PRATAP SINGH RATHORE , a king known for his anger, and doctor SHIVANTIKA SINGHANIA, an innocent girl whose horoscope got her married to the King of Jaipur, Rajasthan. will they make their relationship work out?
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"Bhaiya what is this?Mere bhai ki mehendi hai aaj raat ko, or aapne abhi tak decoration bhi complete nhi kiya" I said entering my house, coming just now from hospital.
"Esa kaare, decorate this part with roses and Jasmines, these are the couples favorite flowers, in the meantime I'll change" I start walking upstairs to my room.
It's been a month, Samiksha got arrested, Dadisa is not talking with us. Niharika and Avinash's wedding got finalized and today is their mehendi.
There is still some time left so I start dressing up in a cream and a golden color saree, a beautiful necklace and earrings set and leaving my hair open, I wear a small Bindi.
After doing my makeup I step outside my room, going directly where the preparations were going.
"This looks so basic, kiya kar rahe ho?" I make a face looking at the bland decoration. "The couples are going to sit here, and this looks so normal, esa kese chalega, decorate this and make sure... " I was going to lecture them more when I feel a hand circling around my waist making me smile, I gesture the workers to go.
Coming out of his hold I turn to face him, keeping my hands around my waist I glare at him.
"Mister you are one hour late !" I tell him looking at my watch. He looks at me smiling and then pulls me towards him by my waist.
"You look beautiful" He whispers kissing my forehead. I look here and there and see some workers and our parents looking at us.
"Leave me,people are watching, and don't forget I'm still angry" I say,trying to come out of his hold, but his arm tightened around me. "Let's go upstairs, I'll fix your mood" He whispers,his lips near my ear.
He dragged me even though I told him I have things to do.
Just when we where in the last stair, I hold his biceps tightly, and with my free hand I hold my head.
"Kiya hua?" He asks in concern and made me sit on the steps. "Nothing, just feeling a little bit dizzy" I tell him, he kneels beside me "did you rest after coming from work" He asks and I deny "did you eat anything after coming home" "I didn't, I was busy"
