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Sitting in his armchair, a bottle of alcohol in his hand, he couldn't stop thinking about her. It was painful, way too painful... She has become like a poison in his life. The most beautiful rose from his garden has become like a poisonous apple... Why do people betray others, why do they break the promises, why do they promise paradise when they want to send them to hell ? Thousands of unanswered questions were running through his mind for many years now... He drank to the last drop of the bottle and opened another one then took another mouthfull of drink.
FLASHBACK
A young man and a young woman were lying on a desert island, looking at the stars in silence. Not far from there, the fire was warning them from the cold weather.
"Do you love me ?", she questioned him.
"Nope not at all", he teased her.
Hurt and angry, she was about to leave when he stopped her.
"I love you more than I love myself sweetheart", he confessed smiling at her.
"Really ?", she wanted to be sure.
"Yes I promise... you are my life", he answered caressing her face.
"Then come !" she proposed him and then took him near the fire. "Let's get married", she added.
"What ? You are just kidding, right ? It's totally crazy !", he replied a little panicked.
"If you love me then you shouldn't be scared. Today or tomorrow we will end together", she reassured him looking into his eyes.
She then took his hand and started taking the phere around the fire. The first three phere were taken by her:
Phera 1: "I promise I will always love you wothout any reason"
Phera 2: "I promise you to give all the happiness you deserve"
Phera 3: "I promise you that I will always take care of you and your family"
... And the other four were taken by him:
Phera 4: "I promise to be yours for eternity"
Phera 5: "I promise we will share our everything. My happiness will be yours and your pain will be mine"
Phera 6: "I promise you that before being your husband I will be your best friend"
Phera 7: "I promise you that I will always protect you from every danger, even if I have to die for it"
She stopped him from walking. He turned round and looked at her.
"Don't ever say this. How can I live without you", she said, teary eyed and putting her finger on his lips. "Remember about sharing everything... your heart is mine. If your heart will stop beating then mine will also", she added touching his chest.
He looked into her eyes and smiled. How lucky he was to have someone who loves him as much as he loves her. He picked her up and finished the 7th phera.
END OF FLASHBACK
His anger reached another level. He took a mouthful of drink from his bottle, then another one, then again another one... before leaning back in his armchair and closing his eyes for a moment.
FLASHBACK
After the seven phere, he took her to the little bungalow where they were living.
"Do you know that every married woman has to wear something called Mangalsutra", he teased her pulling something out from his luggage.
"What are you doing ?" she asked him a little confused.
He stopped her from talking and put a necklace around her neck. She looked at it for few seconds and let the tears roll down her face. She loves him like crazy and he loves her even more. She hugged her tightly. He smiled and hugged her back. Having the love of his life into his arms was one of the most beautiful feelings in the world.
"There is also something else you have to put on me, you know ?", she informed him.
"Sorry, I don't have the solution for sindoor", he replied.
She ran near to the bed where she had dropped her bag and came back with a red lipstick.
"Maang meri bhaar do patidev", she said giving a sensuous smile.
He put the lipstick as sindoor on her forehead then looked into her eyes and kissed her languorously. He lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He caressed her cheeck with his lips then her lips and ended up kissing them. Later they took their clothes off kissing each other. In every kiss and caress, he could feel her strong heart beat. Her breathing was proving that she was happy which made him happy too. Making love to the girl he was in love with was the most beautiful thing in the world. Yes MAKING LOVE to HIS "wife" was simply the most wonderful thing... He penetrated her slowly as if she was a fragile rose. She moaned in pleasure... He entered deep inside her and she held the sheet tightly taking his name. Tears of pleasure rolled down her ears. He stayed inside her for some time, unable to stop smelling her lily of the valley fragrance.
END OF FLASHBACK
He opened his eyes, restless... and threw the bottle.
"Why did I love her so much... How could I love her so much", he shouted angrily...
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