The wife he never cared about

Part 1

Vinaya's pov
She stood infront of her father with her head down, tears streaming down her face but nothing affected her Cruel father

" You should be grateful the sah's are not cancelling the marriage" his rough voice made her eyes tear up although she was habitual of that tone but today atleast while discussing about her marriage he could have been polite

"Get her ready and bring her down in an hour" he ordered his wife

Vinaya looked at her mother with hope buy her mother shook her head

"Vinaya he's a nice person better than rahul he runs his own companies is smart and handsome than their first son , I'm sure he'll keep you like princess" her mother wiped her tears and sat beside her

"How can you be so trustworthy towards that stranger , so sure that he will treat me like a princess when my own parents are treating me like a rag , stop this all, I want all of this to stop I'm not a parcel given to other if not recieved by one !, mom I'm not some illiterate or weak girl I'll work and live my life happily I'll take you out of this hell moreover we are not the one who are at fault that Rahul declined the marriage why sho-

" Enough Vinaya get up wear the dress there are so many people outside waiting for the bride"
She looked at her mother stunned and angry

"Here " she passed the lehenga without looking at her daughter's face
"You think your marrying me no. YOUR PUSHING ME INTO A HELL , just lke your parents threw you into one "
Her mother banged the door leaving her alone with the wedding dress

"mom!! Shr screamed banging on the door

She sat on the cold floor with her wedding dress on her lap
All her hopes , dreams, happiness everything was crashing down

She met rahul 3 months ago he was fine with her studying working living lives on her own principal but what if his brother is opposite she thought looking at the bridal dress
She always wanted to wear the best on her wedding day like every other girl , twirl in it , she wanted to stand proudly in her wedding dress
But today when she had her dress in her hands she just wanted to tear it apart in pieces right there
But she couldn't

Wiping her tears she stood up and changed her dress

"Vinaya the makeup artist is here " her mom's sweet voice ranged in her which made her clench her dress tightly in her fists
"I don't want any makeup or hair artist" she yelled
"But vi-

"I swear mom if anyone entered inside I'm gonna tear this dress into pieces "
She could feel her mother silent on the other side , soon she heard the footsteps fading away

Wiping her teary face she left her long hairs open Not carrying to comb them

Vinaya's pov

I looked at the mirror "That's how a bride looks " my inner self laughed at me

I walked outside a little lip tint on my lips and nothing else i could feel the ladies sharing looks "

"My god sriya where is your daughter's bun and makeup look at her wh-

" I don't think this is a love marriage , the bride's face should reflect what she feels today, isn't it "
Her mother looked at her with anger in her eyes

"VINAYA! "

"Yell as much as you want mom it's the last time I'm giving you a chance too "

I walked ahead feeling my eyes tearing again but yet again i rubbed them harshly and pulled the heavy dhupata over my head

No matter how bold i show myself but at the end my head hurts with everything happening around

I held my hands together and closed my eyes i felt my mother grabbing my hands and making me sit in the mandap beside someone i never saw or heard of

Adhvik's pov
"I sat in the mandap looking at the agni kund infront of me " this fire only reminds me of my loss
My marriage!?
If ma would be here she would have never forced me into this dad would have aksed me to find the love of my life and marry her not some stranger

"Can you both come back and stop all this can we again live in our small home " my subconscious mind whispered
Unknowingly a tear drop fell down bringing me back to the reality that i never wanted to accept

I felt her sitting besides me but i was less bothered to look at her
What will i feel when I'll look at her? Love or some sort of happiness
Happiness of seeing my love in bridal look but she isn't my love

"Fill this vermilion in between her hair"
Turning around our eyes finally met

Her mother held her dhupatta , she looked direct into my eyes with her bloodshot red eyes , her hairs were open carelessly
Bringing my hand up i filled the vermilion in the partition of her hair
Some dropped down on her nose in the process
I brought my hand to wipe it
"Don't it's the signal of love " i heard her mother comment
"Love my foot " i heard her mumble

Soon the rituals were done
Whole time she never spoke a word and finally it was the departure time
"Come on hug your parents " my aunt comments pushing her forward only for her to take her steps back
"I don't want to " she said before sitting inside the car carelessly not sparing a glance at them

I looked at her parents
Her father just stood there puffing on his cigarette while her mother moved in front and hugged me
She held my hands
"Take care of her please " she pleaded I could feel her eyes tearing

All i could do it nod at her

Turning around i asked the driver to leave and started the car

The whole ride she sat in the same posture her hairs were dangling with the breeze and her dhupatta was kept away

"We are here "
After a silent ride for 2 hours we reached our house
She walked out of the car and took her suitcase from my hand
"I can do everything "
"Surely you can " i mumbled

"Vinaya beta cover your head with your dhupatta and enter inside"
Aunt smiled looking at her
"I left my dhupatta in the car " she softly said
"Ah Adhvik go and bring her dhupata"

"There's no need i quess do it anyway aunt"

Vinaya's pov
Stepping inside the room i looked at the candles and white roses

I could feel my eyes tearing only if i was married to someone who was not a complete stranger to me things would be better , plucking of these flowers would have been worth it , i sat on the floor looking at the beautiful rose petals spread everywhere

Soon i felt a presence behind me

"I hope you don't expect me to love you" i heard his clear voice
Only if i could laugh directly on his face
" Don't worry i expect nothing from men "

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"Vinaya's this statement expecting nothing from men? Sounds offending but the real meaning of this statement
For a girl the first impression of man in the society are her brother, father or any male present in the house and what she saw in her father made her impression about men