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He Is My Master ! - Chapter 23
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Nadira pov :
I just washed all the turmeric on my body, and sat on the couch….we all had fun playing haldi… We took so many selfies and danced… Though my life is going to turn into nightmare and I am gonna be a prisoner for rest of my life, I can’t make my sister worried…
I was still thinking how Karan is rushing everything and no one doubted him…. He is really good at manipulating people… I wish he could be the one I loved before the one who was gentle with everyone, I was high tempered girl when I meet him but his kind and gentle behavior changed mine behavior as if I wanted to imitate him… .. But now I don’t know was that even real…
My skin was yellowish because of turmeric.. And I was glowing like gold.. To be exact I never applied turmeric as face pack but its really effective, I was admiring my own skin in the mirror that I heard knock on the door… When I opened the door only to see karan’s assistant standing respectfully…
Assistant : Madam, this is the phone president wants to give you… And here’s a letter.. Please read this and if you have any reply please let me know I’ll send it to the president… And please let me know if you have any orders for me..
Me : amm.. Sir please don’t call me madam.. You can call me Nadira..
Assistant: madam You are president’s wife it is only good for me to call you madam..
( inside thoughts ~ I don’t want to be shot by bullet, if I call you by your name president may eat me without taking burp)
Seriously a letter… I mean who writes letters in this era.. I think he is really older than me… Does we have a generation gap.. 😱.. Oh my gosh…
Letter..
(This is simple gift for you.. I wrote this letter cause your sister said we can’t meet until we perform all the rituals… If you have anything to talk to me you can write me back or call me.. See you tomorrow.. I’ll be waiting for our first night… Till then don’t miss me too much..)
Ohh…. Yuuukkk.. How can someone be so chisie as to write something like this to his ex student… Wait what…?? First night.. No way.. That can’t be possible,can it?
I just threw that letter and phone in drawer.. And locked it.. My legs were numb just by thinking all those stuff…
How am I going to…. No…!
Aakanksha came chimming.. Is she not tired… She said today evening is my mahandi and sangeet events and I should be getting ready now… Thankfully this house is way much bigger and I can have some time to make myself comfortable.. And my sister and jiju are busy in preparations… I didn’t even get a chance to pick my wedding lehenga… I can only attend my wedding as a guest..
Ha ha ha…. Urgh..! fake laughter..
Some beauticians came to get me ready… I had my makeup and then I saw a green dress it was sari but more like modern peace.. Custom made or something.. It was pretty with silver backless blouse.. When I wore that I finally got full idea how pretty I can be if I start to dress like this.. But it is very troublesome for me…
My sister came to take me downstairs.. In the same garden.. All the decorations were changed… There wasn’t yellow decorations now.. There were white and green decorations with lightings so to evaluate the night view.. How can be someone ready to throw money just on decorations… You can have a single decoration going with every event…
There were still two different departments or say single stage parted for me and karan… He deliberately did this to impress my sister that how considerate he is for her words.. …
Some beauticians started to apply beautiful mehendi designs on my hands and legs… Everyone was happy and dancing like crazy..
Sujo and Aakanksha prepared a performance..
They danced so well that I couldn’t control myself and I ran to dance with them… I danced like crazy… But in all this my sister was exceptionally happy.. She hugged me and blessed me with her wishes… And at that time I promised to myself that I’ll be happy for my sister…no matter who came to take away my freedom my life… I’ll always try to be happy and I’ll fight until you see me happy…
I was again sitting quietly applying mehandi that his assistant again came and gave me a note.. It was written..
( I should just lock you in the room so that no one will be able to see you…. And remember this is the last time I am allowing you to wear revealing dress for public event. You are allowed to wear all those revealing and pretty stuff only and only for me. By the way you are looking hot. )
Why is he playing this school kid game. These words gave me headache… And yeah I was already sweating… I don’t know until when I will be afraid of him..
At late night… I have already changed in my comfortable pajamas with the help of maids so that my mehendi design will be as it is…. I was quite exhausted and wanted to sleep right away but it was like I had insomnia… Aakanksha was already snoring beside me..
It was until 4 am or something I was able to sleep… Though we all are from the generation where we give more importance to our carrier than marriage but I can tell every girl want her marriage to be a day with love,wishes and happiness.. Its really a dream to every girl…and may be every girl have insomnia night before her marriage..
It was already 12 past noon when I woke up… Nobody came to wake me up may be Aakanksha already told them I wasn’t able to sleep last night… Waking up to see my hands with mehandi I was in aww how pretty it was looking on my hands.. I washed up and called sujo and Aakanksha upstairs… I haded my brunch in the room… And talk to my two best friends.. We talked about everything we did in the past… All the fun and obstacles we came over… I didn’t even realized how time passed… My sister came knocking on the door to get me ready…
My sister never had a proper Indian wedding so she want me to have one… In her wedding I helped her get ready and today she is helping me… Beauticians were doing their work but my sister helped me to wear my wedding dress and jewelry..
I never expected my wedding dress to be this beautiful.. It was as if sparkling with diamonds… My sister told me karan personally get it for me… Even went for some times out because of this dress.. It was red lahenga with pearls and diamonds on it… It must be very expensive… But thats not what I wanted… What I want is just a simple happy life…
Soon I was ready and walking down to the aisle… There I saw him wearing sherwani… He was looking like some ancient king… I don’t know why but whatever he wear and whatever he does it always resembles a king’s aura…I sat beside him and the holy rituals of marriage started.. We took 7 rounds of holy fire.. Each round for one promise and one life.. Thus 7 promises to be together for 7 lives/births…
He promised to take care of me and love me.. In poor in rich happiness and sorrow.. He promised to provide me and protect our family…. I promise to always keep him first even before gods.. He tied nuptial chain around my neck.. And put kumkum on my forehead… I’m finally a married woman…
In this wedding I finally got to see my father… Though he wasn’t happy he came for the wedding.. But this could not bother me anyway.. .
He blessed me.. But I don’t know why I could not feel any love or respect for him..