Chapter 14

Lengthy chapter ahead.

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Anvitha's pov:

I woke up with smile on my face. I had a good dream, i could remember few bits.

My eye widen when i realised why i have goofy smile ?

I had dreamt sagar smiling face.

Oh My God!!! Why did i dream about him?

But it felt like real than dream. I scratched my head and it worked. I remembered everything.

Me dancing to sayaanji song and maa dragging me to room while i hug sagar in half- sleepy state not leaving him telling 'i want to sleep don't separate me from my comfy lovely pillow'.

Oh Gwad!!!!!!

Did i born on Embrassing Day?

But everyday is like one. There can't be more than one particular day for any event, right?

Please can someone erase everything happened yesterday?

I swear i will share my favourite chocolate fudge with anyone ask for.

I whine like kid throwing hands and leg in the air .... certified kidooo....

My room door opened with thud. I sat straight alarmed and found my maa glaring at me.

Oh God How will i face Maa after my super sexy dance? What is she thinking about me? How do i give her explanation to my act if she ask me?

"Anvitha Kumar" she glared at me. I could literally see smoke coming out of her ears and nose. If it was other day i would have laughed my ass out but today i am scared.

Can some alien come and pick me up with the... what they call? round plane, whatever? please...

"Anvi, are you in your right mind? " her voice stratled me.

"Maa, i am sorry. I didn't mean to behave like that." i begged showing my puppy eyes.

"behave, I don't have time to talk to you about that. Now get out of bed and get ready your wedding will start in 2 hours and still you are not yet ready."maa pulled me out of bed and literally shoved me into bathroom.

What did just now happen?

Did i do something unforgettable?

"Anvi, you have only 10 mintues. Hurry up" maa shouted.

"Geez women"

I came out freshly bathed. As soo as i stepped out of the bathroom, beautician started with their brooming-grooming.

I was ready with heavy pure silk kanchipuram saree with heavy gold ornaments.

I looked different in saree. I could feel kind of mature.

I was taken to mantap by my cousins and ishu. I didn't get a glimpse of my family. I was told they are busy inviting guest and stuffs.

As soon as i reached the front gate of the hall my eye automatically searched for my parents and karan face. I spoted my parents talking to couple of people and karan talking with cameraman.

As soon as they saw me they rushed towards me and hugged me tight.

Now i realise i am getting married fir real. All the while from the morning things kept me busy to even realise i am indeed getting married that I had stay apart from them, i had to shift to other house permanently leaving everyone and everything behind, i had to live with set of new people, i won't be their daughter and sister anymore. I started panicking as i realised everything.

"we are here, don't worry. Your marraige doesn't mean you doesn't belong to us. You are always my baby sister and you are welcomed to home."karan whispered soothingly in my ears that is when i broke down in to tears.

He hugged me tight and said nothing but soothing words to calm me down. After when i was normal he pulled me out of hug and took me to mantap helping with my dupatta which they had placed on top of my hair.

He was trying very hard to maintain it by not pulling out by making faces, i couldn't help but giggled. He glared at me soon joined with me.

As i neared the center of mantap i felt a person sitting in mantap. I visibly got nervous. I was made to sit next to sagar. I didn't dare to raise my head as yesterday's event didn't help me to look at him. I am ashamed of my behaviour. I am embrassed to death.

I was in my own world and was woke up when i heard 'katimela'( time to tie thali). Before i could react he tied the knot of thali around my neck and sealed me to his.

The left tears rolled down my face as i sat slumped there.

I feel like crying hugging my maa and papa telling them i don't want to go leaving them.

Pool of emotions running through my body.

I feel feared, lost,nervous, insecure, scared and what not.

I heard priest telling sagar to apply vermilion on my hair partition.

A few pinch of vermilion fell on my nose which means he loves me a lot.

Everyone whistled and hooted at that.

All of sudden my gloomy mood changed to blushy mood. I blushed beet red by bending my head to hide my blushing face from everyone.

With tears rolling down my eyes and blushing face i looked like a mess which i hate the most. This only increased my tears more.

I always keep myself calm and collected and controlled. I don't show my grief or pain to others, i always manage with my smile. It's not like i have experienced something serious predicament , yeah after meeting sagar everything changed. I have great level of patience but not when i am with my family. Mannerisms is very important aspect in my life.

As soon as the weeding got over i was dragged to saloon to get me ready for reception. I wasn't left to talk to my parents if not talk atleast a brief hug would do but sagar relatives didn't leave a minute they dragged me to saloon as they had to do my makeover.

They want me to look up to their class in the reception.

Like seriously i am already married and this makeover wouldn't change anything.

I might look beautiful but that cannot change my attitude, behaviour and character.

How can i forget? For them look and status is important.

I was escorted in black Rolls Royce. Whole journey i was alone and i had time to think and collect myself as i don't want be gloomy and let my parents worry.

After what felt like eternity i was taken back to palace ground in bangalore.

I was about to open the door but someone beat me. I held my red gown in my right hand and was about to held the door handle for support but stopped when a hand forwarded towards me. I looked up to find sagar stood with his hands extended. I took few seconds analysing his stance.

My eyes moved to his hand which held in air, it looked rough and manly with the backside of my ring shining brightly in the darkness, i had to bite my inner cheek from stop smiling. I felt a wave of possession that he is mine. My eyes travelled from his hands to arm which is covered with black tailored suit which looks like it's about to tear apart with his mussels and continued to his broad chest white shirt tucked under black coat. His broad chest covered the car fully from other view. And finally my gaze moved to his mind blowing art piece which is his face. My eyes met with his black one which was busy doing the same work my eyes had been doing from past few seconds scratch minutes.

My nervousness kicked in at the right time. I felt self conscious all of sudden. I had to look down to check how do i look? My hands were cold as i was nervousness.

I look presentable but i had the urge to see approve from him. I looked at him not finding any complement worse remark but noticed small smile with adoration in eyes, i guess. My heart flipped at it. I bent my head flushed. I had struggle to come back to normal from shyness. I took few deep breaths with hesitation i placed my hand in his. I could see a specks of anger pass through his eyes.

As my hand made in contact with him i felt a shiver run through my body. I felt my hand heating up by his warm hand which covered my hand fully.

He gently tugged my hand indicating to step out. Balancing my dress in one hand and clutching his other hand i got down carefully as i don't want to become the joker in my own wedding reception.

I stepped out of the car and was busy correcting my gown my hand stopped in mid when his arm sneaked around my waist. I stood stiff. My breath got stuck in throat. If not that is enough he pulled me towards him flushing our sides.

"Smile" before he could finish i was hit with flash of light.

I held my hand to cover my eyes as the flash light hit my eyes. I could hear people throwing questions at us.

I removed my hand to look at the commotion to find men and women with their cameras and mike clicking photos of us and asking questions which is not getting into my thick skull to understand what they are asking.

I stood there like deer caught in light, too shocked and nervous to respond.

"I SAID SMILE" he hissed near my ear.

My head jolted at him.

TO WHOM I'M GETTING MARRIED TO?

'MA'AM, HOW DID YOU TEO MEET?'

'SIR, SHE IS NOT RICH AND UP TO YOUR CLASS. WHY ARE YOU MARRING HER? DO YOU REALLY LOVE HER?'

'SIR, IS THERE ANY HIDDEN MOTO TO MARRY HER? AS FAR AS I HEARD YOU DON'T GET IN TO ANYTHING WITHOUT PROFITING OUT OF IT?'

'SIR, I HEARD SHE GOT PREGNENT WITH YOUR CHILD TO MARRY YOU'

They were busy slamming their questions on my face. Right in front of me. How can they talk shit about me.

My eyes were blurring with tears i bent my head to hide it from them.

"No, she isn't pregnant with my child yet i would be delighted if it happens in future. For your every question my answer is I LOVE HER. You were right i don't lay my hand in anything as i am greedy and i was greedy for her love and caring nature. I wanted her to me... only me...i had won a jackpot here who is combination of everything. She is lovely, caring, sweet, humble, well mannered not to mention selfless. Who would want to lose her?"

My eyes literally pooped out of my socket. I stood gaping at him when he was busy complementing me.

He looked at me sweetly and squeesed my waist that is when i was brought back to reality.

I smiled looking at the camera but i tell you that's is the toughest part here. I could not even muster up a small smile while i always had smile in my face.

I felt trapped. Neither i couldn't go back nor i could face this crowd who is scarring shit out of me with their sharp tounge and analysis gaze.

All of sudden sagar turned me towards him and held my nape.

I shot him a puzzling glance but his eyes was on my lips. In a span of mere nano second his lips were on mine.

I froze...

My heart beat stopped....

My breath got stuck in my throat...

I was about to fall on my knees his hold tightened at the time.

He pulled apart and shot me a brightest smile.

I had to blink my eyes as i couldn't take the brightness.

If his kiss stunt wasn't enough he pressed me more towards him and his thumb finger traced my outer lips with leaving his gaze from my lips. It looked like he is carving my lips with his finger.

I stood like a statue, immobilised.

His moved towards my ear with his thumb still in place.

Internally i was shaking and freaking out but externally i had blank expression.

He blew air near my ear" Breath" he spoke huskily.

That is when i let out my breath which i held for so long. My chest heaved up and down i feared my heart would leap out of my chest in the process of inhale and exhale. I felt giddy all of sudden. In a span of mere second he circled his left arm around my waist and held my head with left hand.

"Don't fly high." i frowned my eyebrow in confusion as long as i think i stood on the ground.

"This is all an act to prove people we are happily married." he spoke in my ears.

I was confused what he is reffering to, the confession or the kiss.

"You are not worth my standard " he spoke still his face at my side and left me all of sudden.

'That was my first kiss you moron'i wanted to shout at him but i know he would make fun of it even if he know that it hurts me.

I could feel my anger build inside and at the same time i felt like crying. I looked over him to find him smiling at the camera still his hold on my waist didn't losen. He looked like he won some trophy. Then ,what was all this?

Why did he marry me?

" Why did you marry me?" i asked louder enough for him to hear. His face changed from happy to shock to confusion.

"That is for you to find and for me to know" his voice held seriousness and his eyes desperated to find something, to know something while i looked vulnerable.

What sick game is he playing with me?

Benaam rishta wo..

Benaam rishta woh, bechain karta jo

Ho na sake jo bayaan, darmiyan..

English translation:

that nameless relationship,

which makes (you and me) restless,

which cannot be described (in words),