Husband { A forced marriage story } [ SLOW UPDATES TILL THE FINISHING OF OSC ]

Prolouge

A/N::::::  If you feel like please read the other two arrange marriage stories written by me..
1. One Step Closer ( Married to a widower )
2. Do the Math ( Married to my professor..)

& DON'T FORGET TO READ THE MEANINGS OF THE NON-ENGLISH ITALIC TERMS AFTER THE CHAPTER....

ENJOY!!!!!!!!!

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"In the opinion of the world,
marriage ends all, as it does in a
comedy. The truth is precisely the
opposite: it begins all."

~Anne Sophie Swetchine

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¤Prolouge¤

|| Rudra's  P.O.V.  ||

She was crying  when her parents' dead bodies were lifted away to the electric-chamber...

she was crying all her way back home...

she was crying despite of all her relatives consolation...

She was crying still when the others became stable...

She became so broken that she could not sit without shaking...

But in such a fragile state when her uncle prompted her to marry me for his own selfishness she remained silent...

Treating her silence as her consent mashi   informed me followed by a request  from Emon  to me to stay back  today even after the ending of her parents' funeral as she wanted to talk to me...

I observed her throughout the whole funeral...

Clading in a plain white churidar and sitting in Indian style on the ground infront of the photos of her parents she was following everything the priest was directing...

I can't see her face properly but whenever she turned arount in want of anything my heart gets twitched by the melancholic expression spread up on her face....

It's so pathetic I know...

I also lost my parents in my childhood in an accident...

Raising up in mama's house was not the great idea for my witch mami...

But I'm still grateful to them...

Afterall they fed me!!

They let me continue my study though my father's bank balance bore the expenditure...

And now I'm a matured guy

A matured bacheler with a good job and my own apartment....but too matured to marry a just-teenage-left girl like Emon in today's choice...

I pulled out from my thought hearing mashi's  voice..

" Rudra...you're staying na??

she has to tell you something...

I don't know what is it..."

" May she want to verify my consent!!"

I told Anila mashi glancing once more to Emon's sitting form... She was doing something folding her hands...

" She believed my words Rudra..She knows you've no problem in this..."

" Then may it be her own reluctancy in it..."