Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (fastest ebook reader txt) π
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"Strip." My eyes widens.
"I said STRIP. DISHA." I shake my head. I would have done it if he was not angry. If he was my cute and sweet vihaan.
He took the knife which was in the fruit basket. He pushed me on the bed so now I was laying on the bed.
He puts the knife at the neck line of my top and sliding it down ripping the cloth in two parts. "How many times have I said you that I don't like when you talk to other boys."
"Why?" I ask. I want to know why does he always gets angry.
"Because I don't like it. Damn it." He rips the plazo pant in a one stroke of the knife.
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I feel everyone getting stilled. "Yeah yo-you are right" bhai says. Mom and dad nod their head while averting their eyes. That's weird.
"I will go downstairs" mom says and I nod.
"I will also go" I nod towards dad.
"Do you also want to go?" I ask bhai as just like everyone came in a blink, everyone are leaving in a blink.
"No. I....I want to talk to you...." He turns to the beauticians and Mia and signing them to leave "alone." They leave. I again sit on the chair as the lehenga is very heavy.
I urge him to say what he wanted to say as he was hesitating. "Are you....I mean do you want this marriage?"
"Yeah at first I thought it was...... early but now I also want it." I mumble getting confused as well as happy that someone did asked me if I was ready or not even though it was quite or....very late.
"No I....I want to ask you that do you.... do you really want to marry vihaan?"
I frown at his question. "Why are you asking? I love him so I do want to marry him."
"Don't you think he is way to extreme for you."
"Yes I know but I can handle him."
"But still...."
"Bhai stop..." I interrupt him. "I love him and I will marry him. And about his extremeness which you are talking about I have managed till now and I can manage it in future."
Bhai and Vihaan's friendship has been deteriorating since vihaan went away. It must have started before vihaan went away but I started seeing the changes when vihaan was away. They are still friends but not the best friends which they used to be.
"Ok. But always remember I will be their for you...... always" I nod and hug his stomach as I don't want to stand up again in this heavy attire.
"If you both have your talk completed we have to take the bride to the impatient groom." I detach myself from him.
"Come in" I say and Mia with some of my cousins come inside.
We make our way to the mandap (pavilion). Bhai and my other brother cousins were holding a cloth on my head. My eyes are down. My palms are becoming sweaty with the nervousness. Feeling someone's intense gaze I lift my head and see him watching me with his intoxicating eyes.
I again drop my eyes down as I don't know why but his eyes today are very extreme and I can't handle it. Instantly my and Bhai's talk came in my mind. Can I really handle him?
Stupid Disha what are you thinking? His the love of your life.
I stand before him. Mia brings garmala in a plate. But as soon as I try to put it on his neck someone picks him.
"Not so fast Disha. We don't want our friend to bow down before you and if he does it now he will do it all his life, which we don't want" I groan in irritation hearing his friends. How did they came to know about this? Everyone laughs hearing it.
"Guys put me down" vihaan says and they put him down. And what he did next took my breath away. He bends on his one knee. His friends groan in irritation. With a big smile I put garmala on hi neck. He puts the garmala on my neck.
We both settle down. Me beside him. His intense gaze comes again on me.
"Vihaan stop staring at her. It's not like if you remove your gaze away from her she will run away." I hear Mia saying and laughing at her own words. Everyone starts laughing at that.
"My wife is so beautiful that I am sure if I remove my gaze from her even for a second someone else will take her......away from me." Aw's can be heard after hearing Vihaan's words. I also blush listening to him.
Pandit (priest) starts saying mantras. After some time we stand up for saatfere (seven circle around the sacred fire). Vihaan is infront of me taking the lead for first four feres (circle) and I take the lead for next three feres (circle).
After feres he ties the mangalsutra (nuptial thread) around me and puts sindhur (vermilion) on my hair partition.
We both stand up to touch the feet of all elders for their blessings. Dad hugs me tightly. Mummy does the same. Next Bhai.
"Why are you all getting so emotional? I am here only." I point out. They don't say anything.
Then I am been taken to his room which is not new for me. But the decoration is new. The room is full with red flowers, scented candles and etc.
Mia takes me to the bed and tells me to settle down in the middle of the bed. "Be here it's a ritual. I know it's not your first time credit goes to vihaan. Besides I know that you both are going to take the complete advantage of this ritual and I am sure it's Vihaan's favourite ritual out of all the rituals." I blush hearing her. She moves away from the room closing the door behind her.
With a smile which is not leaving my face I wait for vihaan. The door opens and in comes vihaan. He locks the door. I don't know why I am getting nervous even though we have done it many times.
Earlier I didn't see his attire but now I can gaze at him. His looking so beautiful in his red Kurta.
That night Disha came to know something which broke her heart.Β
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