What is a marriage?  The legally or formally recognized union of two people as partners in a personal relationship (historically and in some jurisdictions specifically a union between a man and a woman), right? But here marriage is equivalent to a DEAL.  Naira got down the car as Kartik followed her behind. It was time for her new life. After all the little welcomes by the Goenka's, Naira ascended the steps. 

"Hey!" she heard a strong, manipulating voice from behind which held her back. To his surprise, Naira wasn't crying anymore. She wanted to be happy out of all these but it was next to impossible.

"What?" she asked Kartik who had called her

"I want to talk to you-" He said, "Come over and talk to me,". Kartik walked past Naira and got inside the room. 

"What's his problem?" she mumbled before walking into the room a couple of seconds later. 

"Good that you've come. It's an important topic to discuss," said Kartik 

"What is it?" Naira asked

"Our marriage," Kartik said "I know it well- that you will never have any feelings for me and same will I so it wouldn't be hard for you"

"Get to the point, Kartik," added Naira 

"You remember the slap?" he asked with a smirk on his lips "Now, it's high time you pay for it. But that wouldn't be hard... You are going to be my wife for the outside world. You can use the 'GOENKA' surname outside but in this house, you are 'SINGHANIA'. Besides, I don't take you for my wife. So I will spend my nights with other girls and other people- I'll drink... smoke, whatever... and you are no one to tell me anything," 

"Do whatever you wish to!" Naira said, "I- DON'T-CARE!" 

"Actually, that makes my task and life easier," said Kartik "take rest. Tomorrow you might go through things you have never imagined...

He took a few steps and retraced it back. His eyes met Naira's before he said:

"There's no such girl who could take their eyes off Kartik Goenka," He said. Naira gave him a tough look to decipher.

"You never know who comes and throws you off the bed of roses," Naira said "well, I'll take care of my eyes and remember- there hasn't been any guy who stole his eyes from me," 

Kartik smirked and walked over to the desk and brought some tissues. He handed one to Naira with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Here's a tissue, you have a little bullshit on your lip," He said