"Tripti, you know what that means?", he asks in a deep voice, the type of voice which makes your legs go jelly. Not from anticipation but from fear. I was still trembling under him. "It means satisfaction, and You, my darling, are going to provide m...
If there's someone who can make my blood boil beyond the point... It's him. I sometimes want to pull my hairs out of my head out of rage. That's what he does to me.
I should be given a noble peace prize for not reacting to him.
"Leave", I order firmly. As if he'd obey! He was getting on my nerves. Everything he says, does, makes me throw daggers at him. And that annoying smirk! God forbid!
"I'll leave you now, but soon enough you'll be with me, forever. See you in the mandap tomorrow, Tripti"
Was he trying to mock my fate by repeating it again and again? I didn't care. All I could think of was... The new him. He wasn't the Rudra I had known, he was darker, evil version of him. The blank look in his eyes, dark expression on his face... They frightened me.
I wasn't scared of something bad happening to me, I was afraid for my family's security. He could do anything. If he can kill his own father without regretting it, he can easily kill my sister or mother.
Oh Shiv ji! Please save my family from him. I can't afford losing the only people I love.
Though I can't think of him killing them, but there is a high probability he fakes liking them as well. He is a heartless person, I shouldn't expect kindness from him.
But there was this part in my heart that wanted to give him chance. To forgive his deeds and try making him a good person. But I was logically thinking. Without my emotions.
Emotions weaken rationality.
Soon it was the wedding day.
The memories of that day were still fresh in my mind. The way we took vows around the holy fire and promised the god for staying together in highs and lows. That time too, is was forced. Nothing changed it seems. Except, today the whole world would be witness of the holy matrimony.
Navya and Sia were the first to dress up. Mother and I had a talk last night. She was emotional about my wedding but she was happy that I got a man like 'him' as my husband because apparently he looks genuine to my mother.
I smiled sadly and remained quiet at her assumption.
After Sia and Navya were done dressing up they took off to confirm some last minute preparations.
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Their sarees.
I was given a extravagant lehenga to wear. The veil was taking up the whole room's space. The hairstylist and makeup artists did their job and after they were done they asked my mother to take a look at me.
She broke down in tears after seeing me in red lehenga and I did the same. One of the artist came and started wiping my face with tissue carefully not to ruin the makeup.
"Hay, kisi ki Nazar na Lage. Bahut pyaari lag Rahi hai. Chal ab ro mat makeup kharab ho jayega!", She said and I Chuckled.
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I was escorted outside to the venue by an army of girls. Sia and Navya were holding each side of the phoolon ki chadar.
It was a relief my face was covered with the veil, because anyone could see the tears flowing out of my eyes. I was frustrated. Angry. Devastated.
After seeing him waiting for me on the altar made me further enraged.
He got what he wanted. He always gets.
The garlands were exchanged, vows taken, rituals performed, and soon enough we were married. Ma gave me vidai and navya and Sia escorted us to our supposed room for the night.
But before we could get privacy they demanded money in return for his joota. They had stolen. "I have a new pair arranged for me, Saali ji", he flexed showing his new pair of shoes.
"No! That's unfair! And against the rules! You have to take these and give us our nek", Navya demanded.
" Fine! What do you want? "
"I already have your cars... So no money. But..."
" Hm, continue"
" What about.. Can you please ask Ronaldo to give me an autograph? I'm a big fan! "
" An autograph? I'll arrange a meeting for you. Anything else? ", What the... Hell?!
" Seriously?! You are the best jiju! Thankyou so much!! So don't ask him to come here, we'll go there instead! It'll be a nice vacation. "
" Sure thing. I'll arrange a trip for you, Sia and mother to Riyadh", mother? Since when did he start calling my mother his mother?!
" Wow! Thankyou thankyou thankyou! You're the best! ", And they leave grinning ear to ear. Rudra sighs shaking his head and closes the door from inside.
I was standing in the balcony listening to their chats. But now I was in dangerous situation. With his in a room.
I stiffened when I felt his arms around my waist. He closed the gap between our bodies. Dropping his neck down in the crook of my neck and inhaling my scent. He nudged further. His nose was poking my collar bone.
I was not ready to fight. After hours of crying and holding back my outbreak I couldn't muster up power to protest. Not to mention what he did made me relax.
But as soon as it hit me, I jumped away from his hold.
"Stay away! I hate you!", I cry out loud. He looks almost mad but doesn't show.
I shut myself inside the washroom and fill the bathtub. Removing the veil and hair accessories off my hair I let them loose.
Taking a look at the almost full tub, I drop myself inside. It was weighing me down. The wet dress, water, everything was weighing me down. My head was outside the water but soon I fell into oblivion.
The last thing I heard before darkness overpowered my senses was someone banging the door and screaming my name.
