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                    [Aadya's POV]

Everything is going well. I hope, Ucathya will not do anything which makes him regret later.
I watched everything like a dream for me.
The way, I thought about my marriage, I didn't get what I wanted..

I felt an intense gaze on me. I know , this gaze also belongs to my so-called husband Mr. Daksh Agnihotri .
I tried to look at him but Sneha was there so I diverted my eyes from them.

But suddenly my eyes met with my mother-in-law... Why is she staring at me like, I did something wrong?

Seriously she doesn't have any common sense. She always looked at me like that.
Maybe she falls in love with me like another person falls in love with me.

" Uffff Aadya, you are so smart. "I patted my head dramatically.

" Adu, see there", Vivaan signalled me through his words.

I tried to watch it there but wasn't able to see it but when I saw my eyes widened like a soccer.

Ohh, why is my so called husband clenching his jaw and knuckles turned into white colour because of tight fist.

" What happened to him", I asked to Vivaan.

"Jalne ki buu aarhi kisi sese, I can smell it.

Wo bahare aur
Aandhe ho gye hai....
Syd unke paw me mehndi lgi hai
Unke aane jane me rukawat huyi hai",

"(I can smell it that , smell of jealousy is coming from someone.

he has become
deaf and blind.....
maybe there is henna on their feet
there has been a blockage in their movement... "

Vivaan started singing suddenly making me laugh hardly. Gaining everyone's attention  including my husband's attention towards me and Vivaan .

"Adu, don't laugh too hard, najar lg jayengi aapko", Vivaan said while praying to God.

" Sachhi"

"Hmmm", this time, this reply was so deep and cold. And this reply was from my husband.

"What is he doing here? He doesn't have any work? Why is he standing beside me? What will his girlfriend do when she will see us like that? " My mind once again questioned me.
I came out from my trains of thinking and asked my husband.

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