My Accidental Marriage

Chapter 7| First Morning

Soon the light shined bright through the large hotel window as it fell on the sleeping couple. Khushi 's eyes fluttered open as she moved more to her right only to feel a sense of almost falling to the ground. She opened her eyes wide as she grabbed the side of the bed keeping herself from falling. She looked around and soon realized her surrounding. The events of tomorrow came running back in her mind as she looked to the side to see her Husband of just few hours laying almost in the middle of the bed with a frown upon his face almost as if he is irritated in his sleep.

Khushi 's eyes drifted to the clock to see it being 7:45 in the morning. Sleep was far from her eyes now so she got up and headed to the washroom to freshen up. Meanwhile Manish again turned in his sleep feeling irritated as he eyes flutter open. He looked down at his T-shirt that he had wore and his frown widen. He had an habit of sleeping without his shirt on so why was it on now?  His eyes darted around the room and the fragrance of his wife was filled in the whole room. His eyes widen as the events of tomorrow came in his mind. He sat up and saw himself in the direct middle of the bed. He swear he had slept sticking to the very corner of his side.

As he heard the noise in the washroom, He realized that Khushi would be in the washroom. He ruffled his hair as he groaned at the situation before again laying down only to sit up straight hearing the washroom door open. As he looked at that direction, he was Khushi come out in a jeans and kurti with her wet hair which she was rubbing with the towel. A soft and beautiful fragrance spread in the whole room making Manish stare at Khushi without blinking. Khushi unaware of Manish, kept rubbing her hair that she had just shampooed. As she flipped her hair to the other side her eyes landed on Manish, Her eyes widen seeing him awake while he also gained his consciousness and rushed to grab his things before heading to the washroom.

Khushi shut her eyes closed feeling embarrassed as she went to stand in front of the mirror. She tried to dry her hair and forget the incident that just took place when there was a knock on the door.  Keeping the towel aside and went to open the door and saw Dadaji standing there.

He smiled at her as she opened the door while her eyes widen. She had planned to wear her red saari again before meeting dadaji but wearing a Saari in the washroom is hard so she just wore her jeans and kurti. But here Dadaji stood right before and she was in something most elders didn't like for married women to wear.

Khushi :(bending down to touch his feet when he stopped her)"Sorry Dadaji. I didn't have anything other then this to wear. I was.."

Dadaji:"Arre beta why sorry? Beta you can wear what ever you want, it's your choice. Neither I nor Manu's parents have any problem with that. You don't have to change yourself for us beta. And Secondly, your like my granddaughter so don't touch my feet every time. On special occasion like yesterday or any other festival it is okay but other then that you will always have my blessing like Manu does. So drop all the formalities okay"

Khushi :(smiled)"Ji dadaji"

Dada:"where is manu?"

Khushi :(looking down)"He is in the washroom"

Dada:"okay. Beta I know you wouldn't have any saari's for today. Though I said you can wear anything you want. Today is your first day as our bahu. I wanted you to wear something gifted by us. So I got few saari's for you. Just for the trip to the temple then you can switch back if you want"

Khushi :(Taking the saari's from his hands)"Thank you Dadaji. I will surely wear them"

Dadaji:"And tell Manu that we have to give the key to the reception at 9:30 so get everything packed by 9. We will head to breakfast then "

Khushi :"ji dadaji"

Khushi closed the door as she kept the saari's on the bed. Dadaji always gave her the same vibes as her Dadi did. She look down at the 4 saari's on her bed. They were all similar  designs but different color. The colors were yellow, red, blue,and Green. Each of them had a ready made stretchable blouse with it. She picked the dark green one for the day and packed the rest up. It was already 8:15. She stood in a dilemma that should she wait for manish to come out then go and change or change right now while he was in the restroom. The shower noise coming out indicated that he was still showering. If she hurried she could get dressed in the room itself. Deciding to later option. She closed the curtains and started to quickly change. Soon after 10 mins or so, She was in front of the mirror, pinning her pallu to the shoulder when the washroom door clicked and Manish entered, Dressed in a white shirt and black pants.  His sleeves were rolled up to his elbow as he rubbed the towel over his wet hair.