Laksh POV
I opened the door and saw her standing at the balcony starring into the night of our first night. She was eating all her wedding attires. I looked at the decorations and was stunned that maa, Parineeta bhabi did it all. Woman power. I went to her and touched on her shoulder. She turned to me and I was awestruck to see her. I couldn't even realise it till now that she'll be with me forever. Every single day she'll be with me. Day and night. I was just happy. I saw her smiling at her. I smiled back and looked at her. She didn't war the tikka so that I could see the Sinfonie in that moon light. She looked gorgeous. Her mangal sutra was shimmering in that moon light like her eyes that sparkled in that beautiful windy night. "My new home..." A smile that made me to smile automatically. "Do you like it?" She looked around. "Yes." She smiled. I moved closer to her. She was nervous. I could see it how she played as always with her fingers. "You're nervous..." She looked at me sceptically. She denied. I had a grin. "And how." I touched her nose with my finger. "Very funny, Mr Laksh Maheshwari." I know Mrs Ragini Laksh Maheshwari." "My name is even changed... oh god..." She looked at me and gave me a smile. "I'm tired." I looked at her with my most perfect sceptical expression. "Are you kidding me?" "What?" She looked at me if nothing he happened. "Ragini, it's our first night." "Okay." "What?!" I went to the bed and sat down, she followed me and sat beside me while touching my shoulder. "What happened now?" "Okay, I'm tired too. Good night." She started to laugh. "Oh god..." I looked at my laughing wife. "Very funny." "I know." "I hate you." She looked at me while wiping her precious tears, tears of happiness. "Oh god, I love you too Laksh, but really..." She got so serious in that second that I got shocked lightly. "I'm... I'm not..." she looked around, while I moved closer to her, took her soft and in mine, looked deeply in her eyes, that shimmered in that candle light, a perfect reflection of it, and made to look at me. "I swear, you don't have to say it. I'll wait. I can wait for you. Don't worry angel." She smiled. She got relaxed. "Thank you so much Laksh." She came closer to me me me hugged me tightly, that was for me once again a shook mood, but forgot it fasts and hugged her back.
Ragini POV
He understood me. Understood me completely, I knew that he would understand me, but a little fear and nervousness was there inside me in an edge of my brain. I went to the bathroom and was impressed how beautiful and neat it was. I had taken a saree, yes how few thinks could change, and was in the bathroom. I tried to take off the lehenga and got succeeded in it. I wore the saree, washed off the make up and looked at the mirror. I looked at my forehead and then slowly down to my neck. That was strange. I touched my mangal sutra and was starring my self portrait. A smile was on my lips, a very small one but the emotions were bigger. Thinking back when I had to leave my home was so horrible. Tears and tears, a lot of tears. I just tried to forget it and did the other things. I went out of the bathroom and saw the guy in the bed staring the wall. With slow steps I went to him lied down and moved to him. He switched off the light and turned to me. I turned away. He just hugged me. Felt his hot breath on my ear, that made me to shiver. That closeness, that made my heart to beat more louder. "Good Night..." "Good Night my Angel." In his strong arm I closed my eyes and felt very quickly in a deep sleep.
I felt his presence on my body that made me to smile. "Morning..." I turned to my husband who was sleeping peacefully. Without any loud noises I got up and got me ready. I wore a royal blue saree and wore jewellery. At last I took the sindoor and put it. I looked a last time on the mirror, went to the door to go out.
I hold the aarti in my hands and was praying to Ganesha. A habit that never change. I closed my eyes my prayed to him. Thanked him. Thanked him for everything. I opened my eyes, turned around and saw maa standing there with a smile on her face. "Maa, good morning." I went to her, took her blessings and smiled. "Morning Beta. You sang beautifully." "Thanks and I'm good. I just wanted to prepare the breakfastand wanted to go out." "Okay..." I went to the kitchen and started preparing the breakfast.
Everyone, but one was missing, was at the mansion. Parineeta bhabi and I served the breakfast. After that I went the stairs up to our room and saw a sleeping Laksh.Laksh POV
"Get up Laksh." I turned away. "Laksh." "Oh god. Don't disturb me." I pillow was on my that was thrown. I opened my eyes and glared at the direction and changed quickly my expression because of her. I sat properly, looked at her and was mesmerised about the sudden change of her from outside. No more salwar but a saree. A royal, how she had explained me, a dark perfect blue saree, royal blue saree.A mangal sutra around her neck and the sindoor that filled her maang. I smiled at her. Even when she was furious on me she looked gorgeous. My wife. Mine. "BMorning wifey." "Laksh everyone is awake and what about you? You're sleeping." She rolled her eyes,moved to the bed took the sheet and started pleating it. "Hey!" "Laksh it's enough." She put the pleated sheet beside me and came to me,hold my hand and started pulling me. I smiled seeing her like this. "Come on!" I didn't move and pulled my wife to me. Another Oscar please. She landed on me, had her eyes completely in disbelief opened. "Laksh leave me. Someone will see us." She looked at the opened door. "It's your fault. You should have let me to sleep." She rolled her eyes, tried to escape but I did the best not to leave her. "You're gorgeous, Mrs Ragini Laksh Maheshwari." She stopped moving looked at me with her hazelnut brown sparkling big eyes.
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