The Devoted Husband

The Devoted Husband

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Draupadi, the daughter of agni dev, nakul the son of ashwini Kumar ji. She, the most beautiful women in Aryavrat. He, the most handsome prince in Aryavrat. What will happen when they two will meet? Will draupadi love nakul as he? Will she accepts him? "I am so sorry mitra for my antics! Express your wish i will try to fulfill it at any cost." Drupad said to dronacharya. "If really mitra, so fix the marriage of your daughter draupadi, to my student nakul. They are really made for each other only. Belive me." Dronacharya said. "Of course, why not. Prince nakul will be a suitable groom for my daughter." Drupad said happily. "I fix their marriage!" Draupadi's world clashed in a second. How can her father fix her marriage even without her concern? She thought now she has to obey nakul's words like a daasi. She don't know how will nakul threat her? She thought that how can nakul agree for wedding when they dont know each other, they never met in lifetime. They don't know each other's feelings, nature etc. Maybe her father fixed the alliance but she didnt accept nakul as her husband. But on the contrary, nakul handled each situation with sincerity. He was devoted to his wife draupadi, so he got the title of "THE DEVOTED HUSBAND!"
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" Yadi aapki patni aapse kuch mange , toh aap denge Aarya? Mana toh nahi karenge na?" Her sweet melodious voice made his heart flutter like a young, naive teenager, not the calm man who had gained absolute control on his emotions. There was an almost awkward silence for a moment in the room that had been so beautifully decorated for their wedding night, before he spoke. It seemed he had nearly lost his voice, for it took far too much effort to speak up. " Mana toh nahi karunga, kintu de bhi kya sakta hoon...swayam ko praapt hui bhiksha ke atirikt..." His lashes were lowered, & he looked so sad that her heart clenched. He looked on in mild surprise when she lifted his hand where it was resting in his lap. She held his large, masculine, work-worn calloused palms in her soft, delicate ones. He nearly stopped breathing when her rosebud lips pressing sweet kisses against the skin in the centre of his open palm. Blood rushed to his cheeks, causing them to turn a rare shade of crimson much like hers.No woman had touched him like this before. " Uski koi avashyakta nahi hai, Aarya. Mere liye toh aapke hriday mein ek chota sa sthaan aur apna samast jeevan aapke saath bitaane ka avsar hi pariyapt hai." She told at him with a smile which sent his heart thundering , while she lost herself in the depth of those pools of molten copper. This beautiful cover for the story is created by my dear sakhi @Yudhiiwrites 🌹❣️ ********* I have always wondered, What if Draupadi chose Yudhishthir in her Swayamvar? That says it all....😉

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