10. My Brand New Husband

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"Vivaah sampann hua

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"Vivaah sampann hua...aaj se aap dono pati patni hue" the priest announced and a tear rolled down my cheek.

It felt like my life was going on a 2x speed. It was just yesterday when I was happily living my little life and today I am the wife of a man who I know nothing about.

Maybe this was written in my fate. When I was about to get married to Kunal then I had a unsettling feeling as if it wasn't right but when it was decided that I have to marry Mr. Adhyant Ranawat then it felt like it was bound to happen. Maybe this is what they call intuition. Maybe this was my fate.

My husband, as of now, is not an ordinary man, that I know by now. I also know that the main motive behind this marriage is my protection, this is what I've been told and I believe my papa with that but I also believe that if Mahadev has bounded me in this marriage then I will try to make a good relationship with him and the rest will be in the hands of Mahadev. He will do what's best for everyone.

I had a firm believe that Mahadev will save me from that bastard Kunal and that is what happened. Mahadev saved me by sending Him.

The problem is that, I just can't look into his eyes, he looks so intimidating and that expressionless face has already started getting on my nerves. I pray to Mahadev to give me some strength to hold a proper conversation with him atleast and also to look into his eyes without getting scared of the intensity that his eyes hold.

" Hey Mahadev! Ab sab aapko dekhna hai...." I prayed in my mind.

"You both may now take blessings from your elders" said the priest making me come out of my thoughts.

He stood up immediately in a swift motion but I, on the other hand struggled to get up due to the heavy bridal attire that was brought up by my "dear husband" who did not even helped me a tiny bit in standing up from my place...instead, was just standing there with his hands stuffed in his pockets, looking straight at the decorated wall. Huh....like seriously......

"Hey Mahadev, ye kaisa pati de diya....sanskaar naam ki chiz nhi h inme" I complained in my mind. Though, my face showed the subtitles of the things going on in my mind but My dear Husband was busy drilling holes on the decorated wall.....Sighs*

He turned to walk away from the Mandap, the moment I stood up after struggling all by myself. That made me realise that he was waiting for me to get up and had his attention on me but still decided to not help me......The audacity......

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