Entangled {With Slaves Of Persia} (Book 2)

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Sujatha

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Meera's P.O.V continues....

I had lots of fun shopping with them the whole day. Didi purchased some nice sarees for her mother and Aunts too.

But even though I was enjoying, somehow deep down I was missing something. Back home that evening Didi opened up all those newly purchased clothes and was showing them to everyone.

'What happened Amaira, it appears you are missing your Ra...?' Baah was talking to me when she was interrupted, 'Baah come on, she's not Amaira, she's Meera' Didi said.

'I know who she is Sandy. Don't interrupt me in between!' She said very angrily 'She must be Meera to you all but for me she is Amaira'

The words she spoke made me think that there was someone pretty close to her and she was missing her a lot may be a friend or someone...

'It's okay Didi...let her call me Amaira. If she is happy, I am happy' I said trying to cheer the old lady. They are so lucky to have her with them. 'I know how it feels to lose everyone and live life like an orphan' I worded it out. All of them sitting over there at once turned to me 'We are your family members...are we not' said Didi's parents in unison those words instantly brought out tears in my eyes flooding my cheeks.

'Hey Meera, don't be sad. Above all I am there for you. Am I not?' Didi said hugging me.

'Yes Didi you are the one I truly trust' I said wiping off my tears as I did not wish to make them all draw into my sad past any further, it was an happy occasion for them all and I did not wish to spoil it.

'Meera can I ask you something?' Ashok knelt down on his knees in front of me and then again continued 'I am 22 years old pursuing my dream of becoming a Chef and joined as a apprentice in one  the city's best Hotels. Now my question is if in the future, you and Mister Rahul break up, that which I desperately am wishing for right now...will you accept me as your friend cum boy friend'

'Oh my god....Ashok! You are too romantic in proposing' Naina expressed while others were in awe while my jaw dropped on to the floor.

'Ashok!  It's too much brother' Didi said hitting on his back 'Now give her sometime at least to think about your proposal' Didi rescued me from answering him right. I was totally shocked, actually unable to know what to say.

'It's okay Meera. Take your time' said Ashok and stood back.

'You are unnecessarily wasting all your efforts Ashok, Amaira's husband will not allow to even touch her if he gets to know about you' Baah said which actually was very much unbelievable but still she too helped me in a way.

'Yes Baah...thank you' I said vacating the place and sat down on the floor next to the wheel chair on which Baah was seated.

Ashok and I were the center of attraction in there. I was too embarassed to even sit there any further. Somehow I managed to slip away from there on the pretext of changing my dress and walked away to the bedroom. Even though I changed, I did not wish to go downstairs.

What if Rahul sir comes to know about Ashok's proposal? Will he accept or will he say something against?

I kept thinking sitting on one end of the bed. Why am I even thinking of Rahul sir now? Is it true that I started liking him?!!

The thought brought out chills in me with lots of anxiety and urgency to talk to him oh god what do I do now...it's better I go downstairs and be with them..

I instantly ran downstairs.  Being alone was becoming much more difficult for me to handle. Since then I tried not to be alone. I was keeping myself busy in helping them with the arrangements for Didi's wedding. They were planning for a beach wedding that was just a hundred meters from the house. Slowly many more guests started arriving and we youngsters were the ones running around helping them.

A day before the wedding....

'Meera leave everything and come sit with me' Said Didi.

I was helping Nick in tying the Marigold flowers all over the house. The long garlands of Marigold flowers hanging from the roof turned the building much more beautiful.

'Yes Didi coming. Just few more to tie and will be there with you soon' I said holding the flowers. As soon as I finished, I searched for Didi. She was sitting in between a group of few ladies from the nearby parlor who were there to help in applying Mehandi and do the makeup for all the ladies.

'Yes Didi, do you need anything?' I asked her.

'Come sit here Meera. Sharmila see this is the girl I was talking to you about. I want you to apply beautiful Mehandi for her too' said Didi.

'Wow she looks so beautiful even without makeup' said the lady to whom Didi was talking to.

'Didi...I don't need Mehandi'
These ladies charge a lot of money for applying Mehandi....why to waste so much money I was thinking but Didi did not agree and I had to get the Mehandi applied.

'Ashok, could you please help me a bit' I said sitting there with the Mehandi all over my arms and even legs too.

'This handsome Chef is always at your service Madam' he said bowing down.

'Stop being so melodramatic Ashok....just go get us both some water. We are too thirsty' Didi said very seriously. I could not control myself from giggling over his act and then his reaction after what Didi said. He was back with two glasses of water and placed it on the table that was in front of us.

'How do you think we are going to drink the water? Idiot! Help us by holding the glass' said Didi.

'Oh wow! With pleasure ladies, enjoy my service! But youngest are the first one's to be helped' he said and helped me drink the water first.

'So mean Ashok. I am your sister and you shifted the party already!  Didi said.

'Madam I already informed you that you are not a guest here but this beautiful lady is' Ashok said and then he helped Didi too in drinking water 'Meera if you don't mind, can I take your picture?' He asked placing the empty galss on the table and pulled out his cell phone from his right trouser pocket.

'Sure you can click' I said.

He clicked few pictures and I asked him to whatsapp me immediately.

I was too tired by night and I even removed the Mehandi that turned deep red. Having dinner I retired on the bed with the wall clock showing 11p.m.

I will send the pictures to Pam Aunty,  that Ashok clicked...

I thought. Even though I was too sleepy, I was too excited since it was for the very first time I was attending a wedding. I opened the whatsapp, selected them

and to my utter dismay I sent them to Rahul sir.

Oh god...no what have I done. Shall I delete them..if I do so he will definitely ask me what were they...

'Sorry sir...I by mistake sent those pictures to you' I messaged him immediately.

I hope he is not angry..

I then selected those pictures and sent them to Pam Aunty. Just then I received a message from Rahul sir 'looking good and happy too. Hope you are having a nice time there' I was too surprised to read it but deep down was very happy too.

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