"She is sitting on the bed, fully dressed as a newly wedded bride. I remember how I used to react in my childhood when my mother used to wear a red saree and bangles with a big round bindi of sindoor (Vermillion) on her forehead during the Karwa Chauth night. I admired her look. She used to look like a goddess. I remember once I demanded that I want a bride like her. That time I was probably in 4th grade and my mother promised me that she will bring a bride like her whenever I grow up. Unmindfully I chuckle to that reminisce."
"Manik, you are not mad at me?"
Nandini's words break Manik's reverie. He sits beside her frowning in confusion.
"Why should I be mad at you?"
He asks in ambiguity.
"I call you Brute. I call you selfish giant. I gave you so many weird names. Sooo...rry..."
Nandini says in a childish tone while scrunching her nose and holding her earlobes in a gesture of pleading. Her endearing antics make Manik fall for her again. However, he maintains her solemnity and deadpans,
"If I say that no one ever dares to call me with these kinds of names and I am really disappointed with you for this what will you do to pacify my anger?"
His pretentious grave tone vanishes the frolic smile on Nandini's lips. She gulps her saliva and replies,
"I will do anything to calm you down."
"Anything?"
Manik asks while nears to her lips and eyes at them. In anticipation, Nandini closes her eyes and murmurs,
"Anything..."
"Not bad, Mrs Malhotra. If I had known that marriage will make you such bold, I would have gotten married to you earlier. But right now, I want something different. That 'Anything' (He air quotes) we can do at night. Today is our first night. So, let's keep it aside for the right time."
His teasing and frolic tone makes Nandini open her eyes with a jerk. Manik is laughing at her bemused face.
"YOU..."
She balls her fingers to hit his chest but stops as Manik arches his brows at it.
"So much of changes in one day! My dainty Angel has become a dauntless tigress. But hey, don't you want to know what I want right now? Any guess?"
Manik sounds enthusiastic. Nandini pouts and counters,
"How the hell am I supposed to know? Do I look like a face reader?"
Manik bends his head with a smile.
"Can you sing a song for me? Just for me."
He mouths softly. His voice has something which stirs her heart for a second.
"My all songs are for you. Just for you."
She replies with frailty. Manik leans forward and rests his head on her lap. It feels like heaven. Nandini caresses his forehead while running her fingers through his soft hair. Their eyes remain seized for a moment.
"Ye moh moh ke dhaage
Teri ungliyon se ja uljhe
Koi Toh Toh na laage
Kis tarah girah ye suljhe
Hai rom rom iktaara
Hai rom rom iktaara
Jo baadalon mein se guzre....e..e..e"
She entwines her fingers with his and continues with her melodious voice.
Ye moh moh ke dhaage
Teri ungliyon se ja uljhe
Koi Toh Toh na laage
Kis tarah girah ye suljhe....
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Angel's Brute (Complete✅)
Fanfic1st runner up in The Sapphire Awards.👑 Nandini Murthy. What should be said about her? An angel in the human face? A devoted daughter, a loving sister or an ideal teacher? Actually all of them. She believes people can't buy everything by money. Hap...
