Gulf Kanawat is forced into marriage by his dad, with a guy who is a stranger.
Gulf is the one who don't believe in fate , but wishes to make his own destination. He can do anything to get back to his lover. Will he succeed? Can he get divorce from...
A/N: Guys, I know u r curious on Mew's reaction on Divorce, but hold ur patience. I will carry that in my further updates. Let me bring Mew's side of story, that started one and a half months before, from the day when Mew and Gulf crossed their paths. ************************************
Mew's POV
I was lost in my thoughts of being betrayed, I came back to reality, when the cab driver wake me from rem sleep. The cab reached its destination, Bangkok's Suvarnabhumi (BKK) international airport.
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After depositing my trolley bag in the check in counter. Today I was late due to my radio show that aired late evening. I literally ran to the jet bridge (flight gate), so that I never wanted to miss the flight for my dream destination.
With my heavy breath I reached jet bridge, there an announcement was made that my flight will take off 30 minutes late. "Uff ,I'm not late" I spoke to self. I took a deep breath to calm my throbbing heartbeats after running so hard. Having enough time, I thought to laze and charge my cellphone with depleted battery in the waiting lounge.
While stepping towards at the entrance of waiting lounge suddenly someone shoved me. I screamed "Ouch".I was about to kiss the surface somehow I managed to balance my body.
When I turned back to see the face of the boy, I could only saw his back, Without looking back to me that boy apologized n ran desperately towards the exit route.
I was worried that he would have been hurt, but looking at his urgency I refrained myself and turned towards waiting room and placed myself to a seat near charging station and throw my spare bag on my side seat. I kept my phone for charging. It will take around 4hours to reach from Bangkok to Delhi. The night flights are best for me to get a sound sleep while traveling. My eyes lingered on the flight ticket which I dragged from pant's back pocket. I lost in my thoughts.
I took a week holiday. It was my pre-plan to visit one of the Seven wonders of the World- 'Taj Mahal'. That is in Agra, near Delhi-capital of India. It's an amazing monument of love.
'Taj Mahal' always fascinated me from childhood. The stories mom told me that her love all started from Taj Mahal. Mom n dad met at Taj Mahal in avaried condition. Dad went to India on some work related issues in Delhi near Agra. And mom went to Agra on a tour with a tourist group. Somehow Mom lost herself at Agra city and was away from her troupe. She even forgot to bring her wallet from lodge. She was enable to communicate with localities n their language. At that time dad came for help and took care of her till she joined her tourist group. No wonder my mom got attracted for dad's generosity and kindness. Thereafter it was all history that they fell in love and that ended into marriage.
Even mom showed me a pic from her old photo album clicked in front of Taj Mahal with her troupe, before she got lost, wherein dad was caught in that snap somewhere standing in the corner. Even today mom cherish those memories.
