ARA’S POV
We reached the edge of the pavilion, and I noticed one hand reaching out to help. I looked up and froze for a second. He was looking so hot in an ivory suit with some baby pink touches in it.
I was looking at him, and he was looking at me as if we had forgotten the world.
Mom cleared her throat, and we both came back from our Lala land. I look down in embarrassment and look up again at his hand, which I hold for support. His one touch made me calm.
The priest asked us to sit together for rituals. But before the wedding started, I looked for Vi, and she came running with my laptop and put it in front of us.
Azar expression was unbitable. Shocked was an understatement, and I wanted to laugh hard to see his face. I looked at his side, and he composed himself and had a proud smile on his face and some other emotion in his eyes, which I could not read.
I look ahead and wave at Grandfather. He was smiling, and happiness was dripping from his eyes. Yup, I told Vi to go to her grandfather and connect her laptop with his TV so he could see live updates of our wedding, and here we are.
Sanya and aunty were constant with me like my shadow. I was overwhelmed by this gesture.
Today I was feeling like a queen with the way they were treating me by asking if I needed water juice or something, but Prisha was always there before I needed anything; she made sure I got everything on time.
She is a real asset. But one time I even felt there was some competition going on between Sanya, Aunty, and Prisha.
I so wanted to laugh at them, but I remained composed. I knew so many eyes were on us.
Finally, the wedding got over, we took blessings from the elders, and then a photographer came to click some pictures. I was enjoying all the poses with Azar; I know he was getting irritated, but he was calm due to my happiness.
“That’s it. No more” Finally, he ordered the photographer.
I pouted a little and said, “Sire few more, please?”
“No, do you even know what time it is? You haven’t eaten anything since last night,” he said with a stern face.
I knitted my eyebrows and asked, “How come you know?”
“I also know many things about you, My Queen,” he said in a teasing manner.
“Kindly enlighten some.” I repeated his answer with a smirk.
He came near my ear and said, “I will, but not here.” I could feel his hot breath fanning on my neck and making me shudder a little bit.
He looked at Prisha and said, “Arrange the food for my queen.”
“Right away, Sire.” She nodded and left.
We sat at a table with family for dinner, and I am too tired to eat anything now. God, this wedding thing is tiring.
Prisha came over, nodded to us, and placed the plate in front of us. I looked at Sire, and he was already looking at me. “I am not hungry, sire; you eat.”
“There is no way out from this, my queen.” He spoke slowly and looked at everyone.
I huff; “I’m not hungry; I just want to sleep; I am too tired.” I whine like a baby.
He looked at me with a black face and said, “I don’t mind feeding you if you don’t mind.” He picked up a spoon to feed me, and I held his hand.
“Are you kidding me? I don’t like PDA,” I said, taking the spoon from his hand and starting to eat.
Finally, it’s time for departure. I cry my heart out, hugging my family. I never thought it would be this difficult to leave them.
We sat in the car, but my tears were not stopping. I looked back to see my parents, and their teary eyes broke my heart even more. I notice my father and grandfather crying for the first time in my life. I could see how painful it was for them to let me go.
I felt my hand on my hand. I looked up to Azar. He took me in an embrace and let me cry my heart out. Sometimes later I stopped crying, but my hiccups were not helping me. He was creasing my back and giving me his warmth.
“This is the last time I am seeing you cry. Cry as much as you want. But from tomorrow on, I don’t want a single tear in your eyes. I can’t see you cry,” he murmured near my ear. I was holding him tightly and started to cry again. In one shift, he pulled me into his lap and let me do what I wanted to.
We reached the mansion, and he said, “We are home.”
I nodded and went to my seat while arranging my clothes. He took a tissue from somewhere and cleaned my face. I was looking at him and thinking about how a small gesture explains a person’s care for you.
The way he cares for me, the way he handles all my childishness, the way he understands me-no one has done that for me.
I promise myself today that, I will look after him, I will give him so much love and care that he will forget all his pain.
He went out and opened the door for me, and I went out, and we started walking towards the door.
Aunt Nina was standing looking at us adoringly with some stuff. She did the rituals to keep evil eye away from our life. And we entered the house holding Azar’s hand.
It wasn’t necessary to hold the hand, but he was not leaving my hand like I would run away with someone. God bless this man and his possessiveness.
We went to the prayer room, did some rituals, and touched Aunt Nina’s feet for blessing. She creased Azar’s face and said, “I am so happy for you, Sire.”