A journey of two souls who are made for eachother.
Jeon Jungkook, A very famous young billionaire CEO of Jeon Enterprise. who don't believe in god nor rituals. but what will happen when he get arranged with an innocent girl who is very religious.
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A soft, grey veil drifted across the village like a gentle sigh from the heavens. The first drops of rain were hesitant but soon, a steady, delicate drizzle began, a soothing melody tapping on the thatched roofs.
Gentle rain whispered on thatched roofs and painted the air with the sweet scent of wet earth and jasmine. Sunlight diffused into a tender glow, softening vibrant hues.
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Anklets jingle across the room as she run towards the window, the pittar-patter of rain against the roof attracted her towards the window to take a look of unexpected rain.
A wide joyous smile crept on her rosy lips as she saw the rain droplets falling on the floor of the open angan of the house. She roam her eyes across the angan making sure no one's near.
"Hubby isn't home too nor bhaiya." She squeal like an excited kid. "Should I go or not?" She ask herself with furrow. An adorable pout instantly replace her earlier smile.
"What if my dear husband come? And without asking him I can't go too" she sadly sit on the bed beside the pile of clothes. She looks at shirt of her husband which is neatly folded and smrik.
"Who said I can't ask him?" She slyly took the shirt and stood infront of the mirror. She hold the shirt behind her back. "Hubby can I go outside and enjoy a little in the rain?" She ask herself in the mirror.
After asking she quickly remove her cardigan and wear the shirt over her saree and proudly look in the mirror. "Ofcourse my love but only for few minutes." She answer herself in a manly voice.
Then she open the shirt and look in the mirror with a different aura, all excited. "Awww thank you hubby!" She kisses the mirror leaving her lipstick mark on it and threw the shirt somewhere in the room before running downstairs.
She open her arms and close her eyes feeling the cold rain droplets hitting her warm skin. She spin in the rain getting completely drench. She smile widely under the open sky.
The rain refresh her childhood memories from this particular house. She jump, spin and dance around the space. The cold water making her shiver still her stubborn heart wanting more.
She would collect water in her palm and throw it in the air and giggle like an innocent toddler. Her legs dancing on it's own not caring if anyone see her.
"Taetae!" She look up and see pragya and Aradhya together on the corridor balcony. Tae giggle and excitedly wave her hand. "Go downstairs!" She yell making them shake their heads together while giggling.
"No no, you should also come upstairs." Aradhya yell back out of concern. "You'll get sick taetae!" Smriti yelled too. "And then jija ji will scold everyone else!" Smriti giggle while yelling.
Tae giggle while shaking her head. "He isn't at home!" She happily yell while spining around. Aradhya and Smriti shake their heads, she looks too happy and cute to be disturbed.
