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Seetha, a timid Brahmin Student, bravely confesses her love to Aayush Kumar, her stern yet secretly compassionate Professor, only to be harshly scolded for her audacity.
Heartbroken, she returns home and discover...
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Aayush
Nothing had ever felt this blissful, overwhelming, and also a little nerve-wracking since the day I was born-seeing the fresh thaali that I tied around her neck with my own hands, now resting on her chest near her heart, where she holds all of me safely and protectively, with happiness.
All of a sudden, my little student, my little woman, looked different in my eyes.
Different in a way I couldn't quite put into words-maybe it was the radiant glow on her face, the tiny toes I'd always adored now graced with the toe ring I had slipped on, the delicate pinch of red vermillion tracing her hairline, or that mesmerizing smile of hers.
Everything-literally everything-made her look different to me.
Because, it all screamed that she had transformed from my little student into a woman.
A woman who is now my wife.
I shook my head with a smile, wondering,
What a changeover within just a few months.
As I watched her speaking with my appa amidst all her relatives.
She likes him a lot.
Smiling, I leaned back on the couch, admiring her until they finally asked us to get some rest in separate rooms. She got the guestroom, while I was sent to appa's room-since my... our room was still being prepared for our first night.
First night? With her?
I rubbed my palms, trying to shake off the thoughts creeping into my mind, and headed to the restroom to freshen up and get out of this silk shirt and dhoti before trying to sleep.
But would my useless friends leave me in peace? Of course not.
They spent most of the time teasing me about the first night-until Seetha's grandma finally stepped in and asked them to get out, letting me sleep for a while.
Thank God!
However, I lost my sleep for some time, my mind restless with thoughts of our first night. The way my body heated just at the mere thought of having her in my arms, making love to her for the first time, made me groan, "Fuck", and roll on the bed, trying to shake it off.
And I tossed and turned for a while before finally giving in, letting my eyes rest-even if just for a second, as they begged for sleep.
And when I opened my eyes, it was to Appa gently shaking me awake. He told me to freshen up and change into another silk dhoti and shirt.
