Next day.
"Kanika uth jaa meri maa " Mumma said as she pulled off my comforter , switching off the fan.
Ye kya hai yaar!! Indian mothers and their obsession with switching off the fan.
"Soo ne do na Mumma," I mumbled, burying my face in the pillow.
"Uth jaa , aaj teri shaadi hai . Ansh is waiting for you," she said, stroking my hair. I woke up at the mention of his name, subha subha shaitan ka naam sun liya.
" Ansh ka naam leti hi uth gayi meri gudu. " she said smiling .
"Alright, go on, your boyfriend is waiting. Your dress is over there; get ready, the makeup artist must be on her way,"
she said and left the room. Mumma and I are like best friends; I share everything with her-my crushes, my love life-although she was a bit upset that I hadn't told her about my so-called boyfriend.
I quickly took a bath and went towards mumma's room. Everyone where waiting for me. We had Chuda rasam, I sat on the cloth while my mamu and mami ( Mom's brother and his wife ) sat infront of me and Krthika closed my eyes with a cloth.
After cleaning the Chuda with milk and water , my mamu and mami made me where them. They tied them with a cloth as bride shouldnt see her chuda and Kalire untill she is ready . I Opened my eyes and saw Mayank .
" Mayank is from our side" Mumma said looking at my shock face.
"I may not be able to fill Viraj's place , but I will always stand with you, just as he did-by your side as your brother first, then as Ansh's friend and your 'devar'," he said, placing his hand on my head and patting it gently. I smiled, tears glistening in my eyes.
Viraj and Mayank were childhood friends , our dads were business patner and college friends . I didnt share my childhood with Mayank as I was in Canada for my studies, but heard alot about him from Viraj over seas.
I moved back to my room and donned the bridal outfit given by Ansh's family. I was ready with my minimal makeup and hair done by the Mau artist,
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Shikwa~Echoes of Betrayal
Fantasy𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 # 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐚𝐳 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. Love or betrayal? Consumption of betrayals. Internal betrayal? Yes! Will they be overcome? Or Will it overcome them??? Buckle up your seats to witness their internal betrayals. Ansh, an arrogan...