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Cerita ini menceritakan tentang seorang anak yang hidup sebatang kara, dan ia dibenci oleh semua warga desanya sendiri dikarenakan kenakalan nya. Tetapi semua itu ia lakukan supaya ia di perhatikan oleh warga desanya, tetapi karena kenakalanya itu malah membuat dia di benci oleh semua warga desa, tetapi semua kehidupanya berubah semenjak ia bertemu oleh seorang wanita yang entah dari mana asalnya, muncul di kamarnya dengan menggunakan sebuah benda yang berbentuk seperti telur. Semenjak kedatangan wanita misterius tersebut hidup naruto menjadi berubah.....
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Tejendra~~~~~ Loving Drishti was my only truth. Marriage was never supposed to change that. I was forced into this. Forced to take vows with a woman who meant nothing to me. Nayantara was a mistake written in my blood, a punishment I didn't deserve. A wife in name, nothing more. She should have been easy to ignore. Obedient, quiet, everything a perfect wife should be. But she wouldn't stay in the shadows where she belonged. She pushed, she defied, she dared to make me see her. And I hate her for it. Because every time she stands her ground, I falter. Every time she looks at me with those damn unshaken eyes, I forget. Forget that my heart isn't hers to claim. Forget that I was never supposed to want her. But I do. My punishment. My addiction. My downfall. Nayantara~~~~~ I was never meant to love my husband. Not when his heart was never mine to hold. Not when every word he speaks, every glance he gives, is filled with a love that belongs to another woman. I tried. I played the part, whispered the prayers, carried the weight of a marriage that was doomed from the start. But what's the point? A man like Tejendra Pratap will never love me, and I no longer care if he does. I won't beg. I won't wait. I won't waste another second wondering if I'll ever be enough for him. Let him stare. Let him burn. Let him hate the way I no longer flinch under his gaze. My cage. My lesson. My husband.
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