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Clinking Bracelets - Part 3 RaYa

Finally my worries gave me something to write, sorry for the delay.

As Priya twirled around, clinking her bracelets, Ram remembered that he hadn't taken the flash drive from the room, which had an important presentation on it, Adi was waiting for the file.
Ram Kapoor, it is not for nothing that your wife is constantly mocking you, you are so absent-minded! - Ram scolded himself, ready to continue this lesson, Ram was already preparing to step foot into the room, but he saw something that made him freeze:
Priya was spinning around the room in his gift, her bright smile echoed the ringing of bracelets.

Silently, thoughts raced through Ram’s head: “I never thought that she would be so pleased with my gift, Uncle Khodja would be happy, he always says that the main thing in giving and receiving is sincerity, my Priya is a living example of this. Therefore, I want to give her this whole world."

Ram quietly came closer and continued to admire, suddenly Priya stopped, stuttering from speed and began to fall backwards, a little more, she would have repeated her husband's date with the nightstand, but Ram did not allow this, her dates should be only with him.
Ram caught his wife right in his arms.
Priya asked in surprise, "Mr. Kapoor, what are you doing here?"
Catching my bird, - Ram answered in a low voice.

- I'm not a bird!
“I wouldn’t say that, you were spinning so cute!” Ram responded smiling.
“Were you spying on me?!” Priya protested.
- No, I just looked, I have every right to do so, we are married.
- Okay, you're right ...
- Priya Ram Kapoor said that I'm right, it should be noted! - Ram said frankly amused.
- How to mark?
Let's go for a walk, we need to talk.
"About what?" Priya asked curiously.
- About how since when my wife loves fairy tales and since when does she feel my touch so clearly?
- Did you hear me?.. But... I did not voice everything, did you penetrate my thoughts?
- My beautiful doe, I know everything about you, may Uncle Khodja forgive me.
- Who is this uncle?
- Oh, he's the most special person I've known before you...
- Mr. Kapoor, what did you say?
- I say that this is my teacher, after the death of my father, he replaced both my father and grandfather. He's a jeweler and made your present.
"I didn't know you had such a person," Priya said thoughtfully.
- Now you know, we'll go to him.
- Now?
- Yes, Adi wrote to me that he took a copy of the presentation, the flash drive from which you distracted me is not needed, I'm free.
"So it's my fault for your lack of assembly?"
- Oh my lioness, calm down, it's not your fault that I disappear into you... - Ram whispered.
- What are you talking about again?
- Nothing, let's go, we still need to talk before we get to Uncle Khodja.

Priya and Ram, both dressed in dark green outfits, as if echoing each other and nature, went to their uncle on a new old road, through an old garden full of greenery, it is located near the Kapoor house, but none of them, except Ram, is there sometimes this place is far from "first class".

He knows this place since childhood, he visited there with his parents, which he told Priya about.
- We were here almost every weekend, despite my father and mother being busy, they said that once a genie lived in this garden, maybe it's a fairy tale, but I still believe in it, I'm not afraid to tell you about it because I know you believe too.
- Yes, I believe you have heard my fairy tale, and even realized it. It's so strange...
- Uncle Khodja says that if souls come closer, there is nothing strange. I liked your fairy tale so much, but when I gave these bracelets, I didn’t know anything about it. This is magic.
Tell me why you believed and made such a decision with bracelets?
- You know that I am very practical and stubborn, but life made me become such, and that sir, and also the one whom I will not mention, otherwise your pressure will rise.
- You made a good decision, - Ram answered with a smile.
- When I was little, then growing up, I saw from the sir a lot of bad attitude towards my mother, and, of course, no gifts, but she just wanted a little love and respect. Therefore, the fairy tale of the bracelet settled in me as a secret hope and a firm decision, I knew that I would not meet such a reliable person, but then you came and broke the whole plan, I couldn't turn down you or this gift, your nightly outing told me too much beyond what I already knew.
Ram blushed with embarrassment and pride at the same time, but still decided to say:
- Thank you, Priya, I will cherish what you gave me.
- And I will cherish what I received from you, thank you, Ram.
- From your lips my name sounds too good, say it more often.
Priya nodded shyly and asked, "Before we get there, will you tell me a story from this garden?"
"With pleasure," Ram muttered quickly, taking Priya's hand, listen. Priya paused and prepared to listen as Ram began the green genie's tale.

Many thousands of years ago, at the end of this old garden lived a genie named Azal (Eternity in Arabic).
People knew that he was a genie and constantly ran to him, now for one, then for another desire.
He was kind, cheerful and sweet, so he could not refuse anyone.
People quickly understood this and crossed the border that they knew about, but ignored:
the Law of three desires is unchanged, but people didn’t care, in the city crowd they said: “Azal will fulfill, nothing will happen to us.”

Azal fulfilled dozens of wishes every day, forgetting about himself and the law.
One day Fate herself came down to him and said: "Azal, if you do not learn to refuse, a cruel punishment will follow." Azal felt sad, but he obeyed and held on without fulfilling his desires, for a day, two, three, on the seventh day a beautiful girl with a dark braid appeared to Azal, she cried a lot and begged:

"Azal, please fulfill my desire, my family is starving, my old father, my mother cannot work, and no one will marry me because of poverty."
The girl showed Azal a picture of two suffering people and men who refuse to marry her.
Azal took pity on the beauty and conjured her wealth.
He did not know that she herself was a sorceress and deceived him, Jashae (Greed from Arabic) laughed in the face of Azal and left.

At the same moment, thunder broke out, Fate descended from heaven again and said menacingly: "You violated my will and will be punished forever."
Fate waved its hand and turned Azal into a tree. Now this tree stands at the very end of this garden, every year it gets bigger and older, but does not fall, they say that the good of death will never befall it."
Ram and Priya reached the Azal tree and Priya said sadly:
- His fate very sad, his example should be a good lesson for us
- Yes, Priya, but I forgot this fairy tale, from the lips of mom and dad, I remembered only when I met you...

Another good one🤩. Bird, doe and lioness, describes Priya so perfectly. And the fairy tales u use, u come up with it? If so the. Wow. It is really amazing

Priya is so special that she is associated with many beautiful creatures at once)

Yes, all my fairy tales) I write them together with this story, that is, at the same time, a story within a story)

The scene where Ram is marvelling Priya would be a sight to watch.

Loved Azal's fairy tale.

Can't wait for them to meet Uncle Khodja.

This is so good, simply magical. Made me remember my days when I used to read alif laila

Continue soon

Thank you dear, I'm so pleased) I'll try to quickly continue this and my other story, now there are so many things that even on weekends I feel not quite normal)

Thank you, I'm glad I managed to remind you of something good) I'll try to continue as soon as possible)

Part 4

Sorry for such a long delay. The update came out short, but I hope you enjoy it.

Both Priya and Ram were a little sad because of the story of Azal and at the same time thought about what they themselves experienced, so they made the further way to Uncle Khodja's house in silence, holding hands.

At that time, a wise man was already waiting for them with an open door.

- Honey, come in, I'm already waiting for you!

- Uncle, how did you understand that it was us?

- Ram, when will you remember that the heart sees further than the eyes?

- Excuse me, uncle, let me introduce you to Priya.

“Hello, Uncle Khodja, Mr. Kapoor talked a lot about you,” Priya said, bowing slightly, the teacher did not allow her to go lower, and folded her hands in front of her.

- Do I know you. You are already dear to me, let me hug you.

Priya embraced her uncle's arms as if she were in the arms of the father she never had.

“How do you know her?” asked the restless Ram.

- The hand of fate is visible on it, it is your half.

“Uncle, but how did you know that?” Priya asked, unable to restrain herself.

- I feel the purity of your soul, the same as in Ram, this means that you are finally with the one you were supposed to be with.

- That's why you knew my fairy tale and presented these bracelets?

- Yes, dear, I make jewelry by the will of the Lord, his will was to unite you and your fairy tales.

“So, everyone in this world has their own fairy tale?” Ram asked curiously.

Yes, son, you got it right.

Your fairy tales will continue as one already in the real world because you deserve it.

The main thing is to take care of what you got.

“Okay, uncle,” Priya and Ram said at the same time.

They hugged their uncle and made him promise to visit them in return.

Uncle was left alone with his smiling thoughts:

"Finally my prince met his princess, I can wait for grandchildren."

At this time, Ram and Priya returned to their room, Priya went into the bathroom to freshen up, and Ram opened his safe, which contained mom's jewelry:

- Now your time has come.

- Whose time?

"Them," Ram muttered quickly and handed his mother's box to Priya, who came out of the bathroom.

- What is it?

- This is my mother's box, here is everything that dad gave her. Only you deserve these things.

- Mr Kapoor...

- Just Ram, tell me already, finally!

- Ram, this is...

- This is a sign of love, you will pass it on to our daughter when she is born.

- Daughter...

The blushing Priya hugged Ram, and he was happy to accept her, finally his reality is like a fairy tale.

I blushed at the end too.... daughter☺️

Very sweet❤️ Their fairy tale not like any other, with very problems they solve together, they will rise even more.

Thanks for the tag😳

Not at all, dear) For some reason, I'm sure that their first child will be a girl. In their life, like a fairy tale, albeit complicated