Her Mysterious Lover

Falak’s POV

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When everyone saw Klaus’s injuries the following day, they started answering numerous types of questions related to this!

But thankfully, Mayan took responsibility for it, stating that his protective brother turned on him when he found Klaus too close to me. I couldn’t say about the others, but I was sure that Dad would have guessed the real reason behind Klaus’s damaged face.

Since it was the wedding day, there was a lot of work to do and check all the arrangements. That’s why I was running here and there with some or the other work, and Ashley was helping me as my right hand.

“Your Lover is calling you again.”, Ashley commented on who had held my phone. Because my hands were filled with plates full of sweets and I had no pocket in the dress which I was wearing.

I looked around and found him on the second floor; he was angrily looking at me. I pouted and showed him the plates. I hope he would understand that I couldn’t spend time with him, at least not now.

I was mentally preparing myself to handle his anger the moment I would meet him at night. He left from there and immediately my phone started ringing. I hope he wouldn’t have broken his phone in anger.

Throughout the way, I had a feeling that someone was watching me again, but then I couldn’t see any unfamiliar or suspicious faces around me.

Was Klaus keeping an eye on today?

I thought about it but couldn’t confirm it without any solid proof.

When I was getting ready for the night, I received a message from him.

‘You have the trinity of beauty. A beautiful heart, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful soul.’ I smiled, reading it, and kept my phone back in its place. Now, I was sure that it was surely him who was keeping an eye on me!

“Is hotty the reason behind this smile?” Saira asked, catching me smiling for no reason.

“Of Course! Who else could be the reason behind her smile.” Ashley commented, trying to arrange her lehenga.

“Shut up, guys! Don’t you have any other topics to discuss?” I scolded them.

“Ma’am, if you are done with the dress, then please grab a seat so that we can start your make-up.”, The beautician said, to which I nodded. “What kind of design do you want with your hair?”, She asked, on which I looked clueless. Since Saira had long hair, she was going to have a messy voluminous princess braid with ringlets, and Ashley was going to try a fishtail braid covered with mogras.

“Umm…I don’t know.”, I muttered in confusion because my hair was shoulder length only. I doubt that I could try any of the styles which Ash and Saira had picked.

“Open hair with top soft lock,” Saira responded and winked.

“Thank you.”, I mouthed.

“Okay, Ma’am!”

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‘I’m not asking for you to message 24/7. All I’m saying is at least update me on what’s going on and give me some kind of attention, make me feel like you haven’t completely just forgotten about my existence.’ I read his message when I was finally ready.

He even sent me sad face emojis.

I knew what was going to enlighten his mood. I took a few selfies of mine and sent them to him.

‘Seno! You look divine! If I were to present your picture in heaven, so many angels would hide their faces in shame. Now, I can’t wait to see you in person!”

“Thank you. And now send me your picture.”, I texted him.

“Nope. That’s your punishment for ignoring me the whole day. You will directly get a chance to see me during the wedding.”

I said an emojis of an angry face, on which he sent back an emojis of a laughing face.

I couldn’t just run to him to see him in Indian attire, so I knew I had to wait.

Wait for a while!

I had worn a lehenga with a pink blouse and white skirts while the dupatta was in a mixture of white and pink. I checked myself in the mirror. I knew I was looking beautiful and damn too different in this attire. My wrist was full of matching white and pink bangles, along with matching jewelry.

I blushed at the thought that if Klaus would hug me or hold me in his arms, then his hands would get a chance to touch my belly and my back because there was a gap of at least six inches between my blouse and the skirts.

I had chosen his sherwani of the same color as mine. I hope he wouldn’t mind wearing pink because many people believe that pink is the color only for girls. Moreover, It was not that his sherwani was completely pink; it was a mixture of pink and white.

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Finally, after waiting for hours, that moment was here. I must say that Camella was looking the most beautiful among us in a red lehenga. While all our cousins’ brothers were holding ‘Phoolon ki Chadar’ from the four edges of the bride, we were walking by the bride’s side. And immediately the light went!! Everyone started whispering, wondering what was happening, but the bride team already knew what was going on!

Everyone except the bride quickly left from there. And then the spotlight fell on the bride.

“My dearest Kush, As I walk toward you, my heart is filled with nothing but love and gratitude. So, this one’s for you!!” Camella said and lifted her veil, giving a flying kiss to Kush.

Kush caught her kiss and kept it on his heart.

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‘Sajna’

Tere Liye Sajna Yeh Choodi Kangna

Bas Tere Liye Paayi Hai Paayi Hai Aa

‘Haan Sang Tere Hai Jeena Marna

Kasam Maine Khai Hai Khai Hai”

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One by one, we started joining her in the background in her Bollywood steps!

We all started moving toward the stage with the dance steps!

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‘Sajna

Tere Liye Sajna Yeh Choodi Kangna

Bas Tere Liye Paayi Hai Paayi Hai Aa

Haan Sang Tere Hai Jeena Marna

Kasam Maine Khai Hai Khai Hai’

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The background sound and people’s encouragement was adding fun to the wedding. Soon, Camella reached the stage, and she danced around Kush. At the same time, my eyes landed on Klaus, who was grinning ear to ear, watching me.

God! Could he look a little less handsome than he was already?

I signaled, showing my hand that he was looking damn too good. He bowed his head, muttering thank you! After a little fun, the wedding ritual’s started. I was standing near Saira, watching everything curiously because this was the first time I was watching an Indian wedding. I had made up my mind that I was going to have an Indian wedding for sure. It was a bundle of fun and rituals.

When the priest asked to shower flowers on the bride and groom, all the guests started showering flowers on them, which we were given a moment before. But out of nowhere, I felt petals of flowers on my head and on me. I looked around and found Klaus showering the little amount of flower that he was holding in his hand.

I waited for a while, knowing he was going to be out of stock, but I was so wrong. He snatched the flowers which Jacob was holding and started showering them on me again.

“What now?” I asked when even those flowers ended.

He smirked, and Jacob handed him a basket of flowers. My eyes widened, wondering from where he stole that basket, and at the same time, Saira commented.

“Hotty rocked, Di shocked.”

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