Marrying a Stranger || Complete

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Natasha's POV

I'm a 20 year old girl, who loves adventures, travelling and basically what every other girl loves.
I'm a normal Indian girl who has dreams. But these dreams are broken, you might be wondering how?
Its because here I am, sitting in the mandap with a complete stranger beside me. Its my wedding.
I could see the joy in my mother's and father's eyes. But they couldn't see my sadness. I had to leave everything behind and go to live with a stranger for the rest of my life. They say, 'After marriage your husband is your everything' but then does that person thinks the same? Will he think me as his everything?

He takes the holy vermillion and puts it on my head. (Its called the sindur)
And then the mangalsutra which he place on my neck.

It was now time for the seven pheras(idk what phera means in english)
We stood up as the pandit says, and he walks in front of me.
After 4 pheras I take the lead and complete the remaining 3 pheras.
And then the wedding is done.

I married the stranger.
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I was sitting on the bed, thinking what is going to happen now.
I took out my diary and wrote,'I married to a stranger'

I love writing, and my dream was to become a writer, but unfortunately i don't think its gonna be fulfilled now. I'm stuck up here, in a stranger's house.
Thoughts came in my head to leave all this stuff and run far away. Where no one could find me. But that just won't work. I have nothing. No courage, no money.
I heard someone's footsteps, so I quickly hide my diary under my pillow.
I'm not a virgin, but I didn't wanted to have sex with a stranger.
Questions came in my mind like, what do i do? Do I act like a virgin? What will happen if he finds out?

I was tensed as I heard the door click open, and there he came in,

"Natasha" he said in a really very calm voice.

"Umm...Natasha, I'm going to sleep in the next room" He's voice was very tired and raspy.

I didn't replied anything,

'When your husband tells you something, you should not question' my mother's voice came up in my head.

"Won't you ask me why?" He questioned.
I just looked down at my hands.
"Its because you are my wife and not a prostitute. I don't know you, and if I have sex with you now then what's the difference between you and a prostitute?, we should get to know each other first and then you can tell me whenever you feel like doing it, I will never force you with that" and with that he took his pillows and his blanket and headed to the next room.
But then he turned and laughed saying,"But don't think that I'm a secret gay, because I'm not and I promise you that" and then he again headed to the next room.
I was a bit shocked but then I was giggling about the gay thing.

After that i didn't really bothered to take off my make-up and change my clothes, I decided to sleep, as I was really very tired.

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So I tried my best, but its really hard to convert all the indian processes and stuff from hindi to english,
Because basically english is not my first language.

I really apologise if you didn't liked this chapter and I'll try to improve in the next chapter.
But anyways, if you did like it then voteee!
And you can comment in about anything which you didn't understand, i will try my best to explain it!

~VidhiiPatel❤️