Her eyes started watering as she thought how unstable her life is now. Even now he is not nothing to him, her life was depended on him.

"Pragya come. Priest called", Sarla said tensed, checking her. She walked to the mandap slowly wishing he won't appear on the marriage or some majestic happens at last time.
"Get the groom",  she heard Pandit said as Pragya walked like a corpse in the bridal attire. So he is not came still. Her body relaxed a moment being from stiffness. A smile formed on her lips in happiness. There was some satisfaction she got as annuity. The perpetual walk to the mandap came halt as she slowly brought her face to see the mandap with no one.

She was rapturous when she sat on the mandap without groom. Might be she is the girl who was feeling felicity on her marriage without groom. No girl would like her marriage be this.

"Call the groom", Priest ordered irately, as already Bride was there. "He is coming", a voice came as reply she was eager to see who it was but chose to ignore them and enjoy the chaos. Her face was wearing a victorious smile all while she sat there with her eyes fixed on the grahapravash. She felt some move beside her, as she spot him sat beside her happily.

He came! God all while she was having her predictions of marriage being stopped.

She slowly turned to see him, he was clad in Black filigreed stone sherwani with Velvet lace. He looked good from the one day stubble. As he felt fresh and smelling more manly. Do she know man smell. Then how can she tell manly smell?

"Put this",  Priest ordered her diverting from her to do the marriage ritual. She was getting married. He said as if he would take care. But he came. What he took care? She tediously done the all process without her knowledge as a puppet.

"Put this around her neck", the priest told instructions at last that was heard on her ears. It was no more any escape. She was married that seems not raillery her but married to him only bothering her. He was smirking at her happily at her iquietude and put the kumkum on her forehead claiming her his like his another thing added to his treasure or assets.

A tear skipped down her eyes while his hand filled kumkum. Now they are finally official.