"That's How We MET"

|| Chapter Forty - Two ||

Happy Reading.

Wedding day.
Prajapati Mansion.
8.00 pm.

Deetya and taksh reached the doorstep.
Surekha did their aarti and instructed deetya to push the rice filled vessel and step in.
After that Deetya placed her feet in  kumkum water(alta) to get her footprints in the Prajapati Mansion as from now she is the laksmi of their house.

All the post-wedding rituals were already prepared.
Soon the ring finding ceremony begins.

Surekha told them rules and Trisha put the ring in the large bowl containing milk and rose petals.

Taksh found the ring,but handed it to deetya.
Deetya took out her hand while holding the ring.

Trisha clapped her hands and said to taksh,
"now for the rest of your life you have to obey her orders."

Taksh looked at Deetya and said,
"at your service ranisa."

Soon the rituals came to an end and Trisha took deetya to her room.
While leaving Trisha said,
"don't be scared ok bhai apne hi hai jyada kuch nhi karenge."

Deetya tried hitting Trisha,
" Trisha ki bacchi" but Trisha ran away.

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Deetya entered the room and it was neat and clean,well organised.
She moved towards the dressing table. She was admiring her reflection in the mirror, she was feeling contended with the mangalsutra and sindoor.

Her attention shifted towards bed,she moved towards it.
It was completely decorated with roses and there was a gift placed on the mattress with a note on it,
'I have to care about my brother's choices so please wear it.
- Yours Sister-in-law'

As soon as deetya opened the box there was a night gown inside which slipped from her hands and fell down.
Deetya muttered under her breath,
"Trisha ki bacchi"
and hurriedly tried picking it up and was about to stuff it inside the box when the door opened and taksh came in.

Taksh locked the door and started walking towards deetya.
This wasn't the first time taksh and deetya were in a close room alone but this time she was scared and hell a nervous.

Taksh asked,
"what's in your hand?"

Deetya stuttered,
"no .. nothing".

Taksh moved forward and snatched the box from her hand and the dress fell down. Taksh was embarrassed as hell. Deetya took the dress and stuffed it inside the cupboard.

She came back and picked the pillow from the bed and started walking towards the sofa.

Taksh asked,
"what are you doing?"

Deetya replied,
"sleeping on the couch."

Taksh pulled the pillow,
"no way, you won't"

Deetya pulled the pillow back,
"yes I will"

"There isn't much that we haven't done deetya taksh singh prajapati so what's this drama for?"

"I don't wanna share this bed with you."

Taksh teased her,
"so let's share the couch together. what say? Benefits of small space."

Deetya was giving competition to tomatoes,
"besharam singh prajapati! I don't wanna be near you".

Taksh pulled her wrist and twisted it behind her back which made her front collide with his,
"don't forget you are my wife now! I have full rights over you."