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Astha's POV :-
At the dinner table...
Every one is shocked to see me there. I admit now I'm more uncomfortable than I was during the meeting. Every one is looking at me like I had just entered a formidable castle.
Abhay pulled me and made me sit on one of the dinning chair next to him, at which Mrs. Anupama's eyebrows went up. I fear that any moment from now it will go too up and will vanish in thin air and she will become brow less! I just smiled at her. I don't know anything else to do in this type of situations. I mean what will I say, ' Sorry Aunty I caused your brows to wipe out.', seriously!
" What is she doing here?" Mr. Samaksh Saxena asked.
Abhay looked at me and smiling halfway, started raising a toast.
" Every one meet my would be wife Astha." He said finally lifting the glass way up.
Mr. Saxena chocked on his dal (a yellow pulse soup) and Anupama aunty's brows now are finally invisible. I kept my eyes low.
Mr. Samaksh Saxena eyed at me suspiciously. Yup, I know what probably is going inside his head. He is thinking that I might have lured their billionaire son into this. But I tried to convey him through my eyes that I didn't brought out the pregnancy trap to do this. His boy is the one who first brought this thing up. I'm a pretty decent girl and I don't do traps. I hope he can read all these in my eyes. But do you think that such a long message can be conveyed by eyes? I doubt that. I can write these all in a letter and post it to him in case he decides that it is the time to fire out all female employees out of his office. I grinned mentally. That's a fantastic back up plan. Don't you think? Atleast I will have my job if not my dream husband. Sure things will be awkward after that but....
" Oh my god!" Aunty shrieked and brought me out of my small overthinking spree.
" Are you serious?" Uncy asked coming out from his shock.
" Yes Pa, one hundred percent." Abhay said smiling.
" Okay, then be it. But do keep it in mind, that our family doesn't support the idea of divorce. If you have still an ounce of doubt, I suggest you clear it first, before jumping straight into marriage. I'll not let you divorce her if you realise after the wedding that this marriage was a wrong idea." Mr. Saxena said sternly.
Wait what? This is it? Where is the ' how can you marry a poor girl' drama? I have seen it a thousand times in movies. Where is the moment when the boy's father offers you a blank cheque as a payment to leave his son alone? Not that I will accept that. I'm not a gold digging bitch. But still some drama is missing and I'm sure you too have pictured it that way. Well our hopes went into the drain, folks!
" Oh my baby. Look you are all ready to be a Dulha (groom) now. I'm so happy for you. And she is lovely too." Aunty said smiling looking at me. She had water in her eyes.
" What's your name again. Sorry I forgot." Aunty said sheepishly.
" It's Astha, aunty." I said.
" A lovely name too. So Astha tell me something about your parents. After all I ought to know something about my would be relatives too right. That way when they come for the wedding discussion I can be atleast prepared." Aunty said smiling.
At this something chocked my wind pipe. My eyes were fighting back the tears and many painful and lovely memories filled my mind.
I closed my eyes. Ma, Pa are you happy? Am I doing the right thing?
" She lost both of her parents a long time ago. She was forced to live in a tiny dungeon that she calls a home. Her relatives are really worthless." I looked at Abhay. How did he knew about my relatives? Then again I remembered his spying. I smiled thinking that he must have made a book on me. Then my attention went to my hand which was still in his. His grip became tight and he was looking at me with like he was confirming to me that he will always be with me and never leave me. Not even death can separate him from me. Those rather excited butterflies again started dancing somewhere down in my stomach.
" Oh. I'm sorry Astha, I didn't mean to upset you." Aunty looked guiltily at me. On the sides I could see Mr. Saxena's expression soften a bit too. But let me tell you something. I hate it when people look at me that way when they learn about my parents. I don't want pity from them.
" You know what. Think me as you mother from now on. I don't have any daughter, only these two idiots. You are my daughter from now on. Okay." Aunty said smiling warmly at me.
Nope, sorry...I know the author has disappointed you too. No evil dragon mother in law who breaths fire every time she opens her mouth to say something. I'll not get to shed truck loads of tears washing cargo loads of utensils. Nor will they beat me up for silly things. And neither you will be weeping in your bed reading my miserable condition after marriage. Blame the author, not me.
" Okay aunty." I said feeling gratitude towards her.
" And one more thing..." Abhay was intrupted by a person plopping besides me on the other chair.
" Oh my god. Don't tell me you too agreed on marrying him. You are far too good for my twin brother." Samarth plopped in on one of the dining chair out of nowhere. When did he came back?
Abhay narrowed his eyes at him and then continued his talk.
" So I'm marrying her in two months." He declared and at this every single eye on the room including the house staff's popped out, excluding me. I just sighed.
" What? Why? This is too soon. I can't do so much in such a small time frame." Aunty grasped.
" She is right son. What's the hurry?" Mr. Samaksh again eyed me suspiciously. For god's sake old man, I am not pregnant. But he and aunty are right too. This is indeed very soon.
Somewhere in the back of my mind someone was still yelling at me to stop going further. That things are happening too fast, this is not right. But I silenced it. How can the moments I just experienced go wrong. They are too good. And Abhay....well I think that he really likes me. But something is still not sitting right. These are too nice to be true. Where have you seen some rich billionaires accepting a poor girl without any question? But they can be genuinely good people. Not all rich are alike. I tried to reason out with myself.
" Astha... Astha. What happened? Are you alright? Just say something girl." I'm brought back to present from my doubtful world by two hands shaking me and a sexy voice that currently is trying to tear my eardrums.
" Sorry, I just zoned out." I said now again feeling embarrassed.
" Ramlal, serve Sir and Madam there dinner. And don't forget to put one extra chapati and some extra fruits on Madam ji's plate. My daughter looks like she needs a lot of nourishment." Aunty said smiling warmly at me.
Nope...they are genuinely good hearted.
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