HAPPY READING YRRAS .....ð
avantika's pov
I don't remember much about what happened last night after we fell asleep there. Everything feels like a blur, like fragments of a dream that slip away the moment you try to hold on to them. I just know that the place might not have been the safest, yet it carried a strange kind of peace, a sukoon that wrapped around us like a comforting embrace. Maybe it was the company, the way we laughed until our stomachs hurt, or the way, for a few stolen hours, we forgot about every problem weighing on our hearts.
We lived in those moments, truly lived-without overthinking, without holding back. It was the kind of night that felt infinite, where time didn't matter, and the world outside ceased to exist. But even in all that joy, there was a missing piece, an absence that lingered like an unfinished melody. We missed Armaan bhai. His presence, his laughter, the way he would have added to our madness. No matter how perfect the night felt, without him, it wasn't quite whole.
I came to my senses when I felt his lips on mine. For a moment, I thought maybe I was dreaming, that in my sleep, I had imagined him pouring his heart into a kiss. But no-this was real. His touch was warm, his breath steady, and the way he held me sent shivers down my spine.
He's a gentleman, always has been. If he kissed me, it wasn't just a fleeting moment of impulse-it meant he felt the same way I did. And then, ab jab shaadi ke liye haan kar hi diya hai, to itna to banta hi hai, yrr (now that I have already agreed to marry him, this much is justified, right?). Aur bhi jab bande ne khud shuru kiya ho... (Especially when he was the one who started it...)
The moment he passionately reciprocated, all my doubts melted away. His touch spoke volumes, his kiss carrying emotions deeper than words ever could. In that moment, I felt whole-like every missing piece of me had finally fallen into place.
And my cute Luci-he's just so wonderful, so baby-like. His eyes speak a thousand emotions, even in our very first meeting, as if he already knew me, as if he belonged with me.
As he came closer, letting me shower him with love, his soft fur felt like the most comforting thing to touch. He was so adorable, so warm, making me fall for his innocence even more.
After some time, as we sat on the bed, lost in conversation, I didn't even realize when time slipped away. Mr. R was on my left, my baby Luci on my right, and somewhere between words and silence, we drifted off to sleep. Mr. R was still in my lap, his arms wrapped around my waist, holding me as if even in sleep, he didn't want to let go.
And the most embarrassing moment was when my eyes opened, only to find Maa and Baba Sa standing right in front of me... watching.
My heart nearly stopped. For a second, I didn't know whether to breathe, hide, or just vanish into thin air. Mr. R was still holding me, Luci was curled up beside me, and the whole scene must have looked like something straight out of a dramatic novel. The silence was deafening, and I could feel my face heating up with every passing second.
But finally-somehow, miraculously-I managed to escape that situation. I don't even remember what excuse I blurted out, but whatever it was, it worked. All I know is that I ran faster than my dignity could recover!
After Aadish left, Aunty took me to another room, and the moment I stepped inside, I was stunned. The entire room was decorated in white flowers from top to bottom, their soft petals filling the air with a delicate fragrance. It felt almost unreal-like stepping into a dream.
I stood there, completely shocked, my eyes trying to take in the beauty of it all. The way the flowers draped over every corner, the way they added a sense of peace and purity to the space-it was breathtaking. For a moment, I forgot everything else and just let myself get lost in the sheer elegance of it.
Revti Maa walked up to me, placing her hand gently on my head, her touch filled with warmth and affection. As she looked at me with pride in her eyes, she spoke softly, her voice carrying both love and promise.
"Aap Jaipur ki rani banne ja rahi hain, Avantika... Hum itne waqt mein iss mahal ko hi tayyar kar paye, magar waada hai aapseâhum poore Jaipur ko saja denge aapke grah pravesh mein... Aap khush to hain na, bachha?" (You are about to become the queen of Jaipur, Avantika... In this short time, we could only prepare the palace, but I promise you, we will decorate all of Jaipur for your homecoming... Are you happy, my child?)
She completed her words while slowly cupping my face, her touch filled with a mother's tenderness. In that moment, I saw the depth of her emotionsâher happiness, her hopes, and the silent love she had already begun to shower upon me.
And now, whatever little worries I had in my heart about this decisionâMaa ke in shabdon ne aaj unhe poori tarah khatam kar diya. (Maa's words today have erased them completely.)
It's not like I didn't have hope, or that I was taking this marriage lightly. But somewhere deep inside, there was still a lingering fearâa hesitation that I couldn't name. But seeing Maa, the way she had spent days preparing for this wedding, as if this was the greatest joy of her life, made all my doubts disappear.
I mean, if someone brought me even a small gift, I would be overjoyedâand here Maa has decorated an entire palace like a bride, all for me. She's making sure that everything is perfect, that I don't feel like anything is missing. But how do I tell her that what she has already doneâjust her love, her presenceâis everything to me? That I don't need anything else, because what she has given me is more than I could have ever asked for.
I couldn't hold backâI just hugged her, tightly, as if trying to capture this moment forever. Seeing her this happy, doing everything I had only ever dreamed ofâdreams I once thought would remain just that, mere dreamsâfelt surreal. But she... she is more than just a mother-in-law; she is a gift from God to me.
Sukriya, Bhole... mujhe phir ek baar Maa ki mamta dene ke liye. (Thank you, Bhole... for blessing me once again with a mother's love.)
I hugged her tightly, unable to stop the tears that flowed, and she held me even tighter, her hands moving slowly across my back, soothing me. In that moment, I wanted to say "I love you, Maa"âto express all the emotions that overwhelmed meâbut I couldn't find the words. All I managed to say was, "Maa."
She pulled back slightly, looking into my eyes with a smile, and replied softly, "Kaho... bache, Maa sun rahi hai." (Say it, my child, Maa is listening.)
And in that moment, her words, her love, filled me with more happiness than I had ever known. I promised myself, I would do anything for this family. I could die for them.
An orphan like me could never have imagined receiving such pure love in this lifetime. I was so, so thankful to God... Sukriya mere Bhole. (Thank you, my Bhole.)
"Thank you, Maa," I whispered, breaking the hug, my heart full of gratitude.
Before I could say anything more, she gently placed her finger on my lips, silencing me with the most loving gesture. "Ye sab dobaarah na kehna, Avantika... ye sab wahi hai jo tum hamesha se deserve karti thi. Ye sab tumhara hai, aur kahin na kahin, jitna tum deserve karti ho, usse shayad aaj kuch kam hi hoga." (Don't say this again, Avantika... This is all that you have always deserved. All of this is yours, and in some way, no matter how much you deserve, today, it might still fall a little short.)
Her words were like a soft lullaby to my heart, a reassurance that everything I was receivingâevery bit of love, every gestureâwas not just given out of duty, but because I truly deserved it. Her belief in me was so pure, so overwhelming, that for a moment, I couldn't breathe. It was as if, in her eyes, I was more than just a part of the familyâI was someone she had always wanted to give everything to.
I wanted to speak, to tell her how much this meant to me, but the words didn't come. How do you thank someone for giving you the world? What could I say to someone who had already shown me so much love that it filled the empty spaces I didn't even know existed in my heart?
The love she gave wasn't just about the grand gestures, but about the small, quiet momentsâthe way she made me feel like I was truly home. Her words were more than a promise. They were a gift. And in that moment, I knew, with every fiber of my being, that I would do anything to make her proud.
Saying this, she gently kissed my forehead, her love so pure and tender, before guiding me to another bathroom in the room. As Maa described, this special room had been prepared just for her bahus to take their first bath before becoming the bride.
When we entered, I was in awe. A huge bathtub was beautifully decorated with rose petals, their vibrant colors floating in the water, and there was a sweet, calming fragranceâsomething like sandalwoodâthat filled the air. I could feel the serenity of the space, as if every detail was meant to relax and welcome me into this new chapter of my life.
As I was taking all this in, I noticed two girls, around my age, standing quietly by the tub. I looked at them, then glanced at Maa, curious but unsure how to approach them. Before I could even voice my question, Maa Sa spoke, introducing them with a warm smile.
"Ye Radha aur Shuknaya hain, Avani. Ye aaj se aapke saath rahengi. Waise to hum yaha saare kaam khud kar lete hain, magar Jaipur jaane ke baad humein aksar kisi ki zaroorat mehsoos hoti hai, kyunki waqt ki pabandiyan badh jaati hain..." (These are Radha and Shuknaya, Avani. They will be with you from today. Normally, we do everything ourselves, but after you go to Jaipur, we often need help because the demands of time increase...)
She continued, smiling as she handed me some clothes to change into. "Ab aap iss jal mein pravesh kijiye. Aaj ke snan mein, Suknaya aur Radha aapka saath denge." (Now, please step into the water. Suknaya and Radha will assist you with the bath today.)
With a mix of curiosity and gratitude, I stepped into the warm water, feeling the soft petals brush against my skin. The girls moved to their respective places as if they were waiting for another command, their presence calm and reassuring. I felt as though I were being gently guided through each step of this unfamiliar, yet sacred ritualâwelcoming me into a new life, with new relationships and responsibilities.
"Avantika, Radha aur Suknaya aapki madad karegi aapke snan mein... Aur humne inko aaj pure din ke liye aapki saari chizein, waqt, aur baaki sab kuch samjha diya hai. Hum dil se chahte the ki aaj ka pura din hum aapke saath rahe, magar Rajput gharane ke niyamon ke anusar, hum aapko tab tak nahi dekh sakte jab tak aap Aadish ki puri tarah biwi na ban jaye. Likin agar aapko kisi bhi cheez ki zarurat ho, toh aap humein turant keh sakti hain... hum samajh sakte hain, aapka shaadi hai aur kai sari cheezen aapko chunne ka mauka mila hi nahi, magar ab chahe toh sari cheezein badalwa sakti hain... ab humein izin de..."
("Avantika, Radha and Suknaya will assist you with your bath... and we've briefed them about all your needs and things for today. We truly wanted to spend the whole day with you, but according to Rajput family customs, we cannot see you until you fully become Aadish's wife. However, if you need anything, please feel free to tell us immediately. We understand, it's your wedding, and many things haven't been chosen yet, but now, if you'd like, we can help you change anything... please give us your permission.")
Before I could even process everything she had said, she left the room, not allowing me to say a word, as I had already changed into the clothes she gave me. I thought to myself, "Don't worry, I'll ask about it later."
As Maa left, Radha and Suknaya began helping me with the bath, assisting me with everything I needed. Their hands were gentle, moving efficiently as they made sure everything was perfect. They handed me soft towels, poured warm water over me, and even helped me with the soap and shampoo. Their care was like a balm to my soul, and for a moment, I felt completely relaxed and taken care of. Despite the overwhelming changes in my life, in that moment, it felt like I was being embraced by a new family, one that would look out for me no matter what.
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