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Married To A Stranger By Midhuna Characters: 13937

Updated: 2019-09-11 22:32

Sreesha Pov:

After selecting the dress mom took me into their home. The word 'Home' is not the right word to fit this house.

It was a freaking mansion and I felt out of place

How rich were my in-laws?

Everything in this place was screaming money!

If they were this rich, why would they select a normal girl like me for their only son or heir like my friends like to call? Shouldn't they be like rude and behave like snobs? But they are so down to earth and loving me like their own. With the looks my husband got, he could marry some famous actress or model or even some heiress like Anvika.

Then why me?

It's almost 4 in the evening and the party starts in two hours. Mom ushered me into one of their many guest rooms saying only two hours left. I wanted to tell her that one hour was more than enough to get ready but stopped myself when I saw three girls around my age are setting cosmetics and jewellery near the mirror. I hate it when I had to doll up like a freaking barbie. I hate makeup with a passion.

I mean my face is not a wall to paint!

There is no way to escape now I thought frowning.

"Stop frowning now and let them do their work, " mom said sternly. I nodded sighing. There is no way to avoid this ruckus.

"Keep it natural. Don't overdo anything. I want her ready on time" she ordered sternly looking at the three girls who were nodding furiously at her every word. Gone was the crazy woman I know, replacing a cold lady.

Has she been pretending like someone she's not?

"Yes ma'am, " they said in unison. Mom gave them a stiff nod and left the room to get ready for the party.

They started working on me like I was an outline of some art which needed a lot of attention to make it a fine piece.

"Don't cut my hair, I like it long" I mumbled when one of the girls who have beautiful violet eyes was about to cut my hair. She is beautiful.

"Ma'am, I was just cutting the tips of hair so that I can style your hair, " she said politely giving her well-trained smile.

I really want this torture to end quickly I thought to shake my head.

After what seems like an eternity they let go of my aching body which is thoroughly plucked, pinched and waxed.

They started taking my pictures making me frown. I'm 99% sure that I would look like a clown right now with all the colors they used on my eyes saying it makes my eyes would hypnotize my husband.

Just wait until your husband looks into your eyes, he would be like a hypnotized lovesick puppy waiting for your command Their words not mine!

When they said I can look at myself I turned around and gasped at my appearance.

I did not look like a clown was my first thought.

Are you freaking kidding me? You look like every bit of elegant lady which you never were my inner self-mocked me.

You look just like a mother-in-law, polished, elegant, beautiful.

I don't understand whether it is complimenting me or just calling me ugly but the comment about comparing Mother-in-law and me, it sounds like a compliment.

"Ma'am, you're one of the most beautiful brides we've ever seen, " one girl said.

I started admiring myself and didn't saw someone standing at the entrance of the room. Our gazes met through the mirror.

Karthik was standing at the door crossing his arms across the chest. He said nothing but scrutinizing me like I was some abstract painting that he needs to figure out the meaning behind it.

"You look beautiful" Karthik breathed out. Taking this as their cue those three girls left us alone giggling.

I didn't even get to know their names I thought to frown.

I did a big mistake turning around to meet his gaze directly. You know why? He looks like a freaking model in his tuxedo. He was exemplary of manliness.

He cleared his throat smirking. Damn! He caught me ogling at him..... again. He's clearly enjoying my embarrassment right now.

"You can ogle at me all you want after all this is all yours, " he said gesturing himself with a sinfully sexy smirk on his face.

"I'm not ogling at you" I snapped defensively.

"Oh really? Let me check again" he said closing the gap between us. we're too close, li

ing goofily and winced when someone smacked the back of his head.

"Stop hitting me you devil. Karthik asks her to go away, I don't want to talk to her " he said glaring at Anvika, who was smiling at him innocently.

"Hey, I know we didn't meet in right circumstances before but, let me introduce myself properly. I'm Anvika Sharma best friend of your dumb husband" she said with a playful smile.

"I'm sorry if my mom said something to make you uncomfortable" she added apologetically making my eyes as wide as saucers.

"Mrs.Sharma is your mom? But you're so sweet and she was.." I blurted out and covered my mouth with my hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way. I-" I tried to cover my slip of words which she brushed away waving a hand.

"It's okay Sreesha. Don't worry I know my mom can be blunt and rude " she said smiling.

"I'm sorry Anvika, I didn't really mean it that way, " I said looking down at my feet.

"It's okay dear. I understand leave it. Let's talk about your husband here. I can always tell you about all his embarrassing adventurous childhood stories and show you lots of pictures of him" she said wiggling her eyebrows.

"Hey don't drag me into this and I told you to destroy all those photos a long time ago. Why do you even have them now?" Karthik said in a panicked tone.

"Bhabhi you have to see his baby pictures, " Nihal said tapping on his phone while Karthik was trying to stop him. Nihal showed a picture of Karthik at the age of 5 in a cute Superman dress. All of us burst into fits of laughter while Karthik looked annoyed by the little stunt pulled by his friend.

"Who is she ?" I asked them pointing a cute girl in Princess dress posing to the camera.

"Take a guess, " Nihal asked trying not to laugh.

"Anvika?" I said in a duh tone.

"Darling I was more like a tomboy at that age, " she said smirking at my husband.

"No way" I yelled when the realization hit me. The girl in the picture is not a she... but a he. As in my husband.

I burst into fits of laughter followed by Anvika and Nihal, Karthik was just looking at me embarrassed.

"I told you to get rid of that picture" Karthik mumbled when Anvika promised to WhatsApp the picture to me.

"You're so cute in this Karthik, " I said laying my head on his shoulder when we're left alone at the table.

"That's so not cute, it's embarrassing" he mumbled kissing my crown.

"I like it, " I said trying to fight the yawn that escaped from my lips.

"We will leave in a few minutes, " he said chuckling.

Later Karthik introduced me to a lot of people. I'm tired and I want nothing but my bed right now. As if sensing my tiredness, he excused himself and took me with him. When the body hit the soft mattress I slipped into a dreamless sleep.

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