Broken By him.

Chapter-12

Adhira POV:-

I, papa, and Masi climbed the temple stairs.

I asked papa that why are we here but his one glare was enough to shut me up. I thought to offer prayer so I walked further and I stood in front of the Maa Durga's embodiment. I joined my hands and prayed for the happiness of papa and Masi.

I turned on my heels and saw papa talking with a man.

I still couldn't figure out why they suddenly brought me to a temple and in this attire, I mean saree looks a bit fancy.

I shrugged this thought and walked back to where Papa was standing. 

"We are ready " I was still at some distance but I heard papa talking about something to the man with he was standing. Masi also nodded her head.

I couldn't see his face because his back was facing me. 

As soon I came closer to them Masi cleared her throat and smiled at me. But only I could understand what this smile means.

Papa looked at me and he too smiled at me. Like we are normal father and daughter but I know the reality.

I also smiled at them because this was the arrangement between us. He acts like he loves me a lot out of those 4 walls but inside I know how much he despises me.

Masi walked to me and she excuses us from there. She tightly held my arms leaving handprints on my skin. She dragged me to the backside of the temple. 

"Masi what are you doing, " I asked painfully because her grip was so tight.

" f*****g slut ! shut your disgusting mouth and listen " She whisper yelled at me while cursing. Her words always brought tears in my eyes. But I controlled them and lowered my head.

" We are here to get you married now ...And the man whom your father was talking is your groom ... " I was beyond shock. How could they? I'm his real daughter how could he marry me to anyone against my will.

  "Hh...how cou...could you m...marry me to an...anyone? " Tears were welling up in my eyes and this time I have no such urge to stop them from falling. 

"Sshh!... Don't spoil your already shitty ugly face by these fake tears...Eeww!! " She made a disgusting face while touching my tears stained cheeks. 

I know I'm ugly but no one has the right to marry me without my will. I don't want to marry now. I want to replace the hate with love from Papa's heart but if I get married then it's impossible.

"No ... Masi, please I'll do anything you say but please don't ...I don't want to marry him or anyone Masi pl...please Masi " I was crying very much, I fell on my knees and begged in front of her but she did nothing. 

She just pushed me making imbalanced on my knees. I fell and my right elbow, arm got bruised.

"Nothing is going to change sweety! And you want to be loved by your father ...yes? " She asked me in a not so sweetly manner, she grabbed my chin with her index finger and thumb and shooked my head roughly. 

"ye...yes !" I stuttered and nodded my head. I didn't think for a second. I just wanted to erase that hatred by anyhow.

"Well! think you are done...here you marry him there you got your loving father back." She said like it's nothing.

Could I do this? I asked myself. If I agreed then I would get my papa back and it will only cost me to marry someone whom I don't even know, whom I don't even love, whom I didn't even have seen.

If I didn't agree then what I would get? I would get hatred which I never wished for. But did I ever wished for marrying someone whom I don't know?

I pulled my hair in frustration. I don't know what to do.

I touched the pendants given by mom which were in my neck.

"Mom help me... Tell me what to do..."I sighed and looked at the sky. 

Whenever I'm in any dilemma Mom is always there to show me the correct path.

I closed my eyes and I see mom's smiling face. She is saying something smilingly but I could decipher it.

But I know what she wants to say. Her smile is enough for me to know what she wants me to do. I looked up at Masi.

"I'm ready," I said with determination in my voice and wiped the tears roughly. I stood up 

"That's great...smart b***h" She smirked at me.

I don't know why but that smirk didn't settle well with me. There is a constant negative feeling inside me.

"Now correct yourself and let's get you married," She said to me 

I washed my face with the tap water and dried it with my pallu and arranged my hair and saree which were ruined due to all crying and all.

Masi and I both moved toward the mandap (a place where marriage is taken place)

He was already sitting there and Var pooja (rituals performed by the groom) was already completed. 

Masi placed the pallu at my head and covered my face with that just like a veil.

I couldn't see his face as my eyes face was covered by pallu. 

Preist said us to exchange Varmala (Garlands) 

Soon we completed the saat phere (seven rounds of holy fire, a ritual in Hindu marriages)

He tied the mangalsutra (nuptial chain) in my neck. 

The priest said him to fill my hair partition with sindoor (traditional vermilion red-colored cosmetic powder usually worn by married women in the Indian subcontinent). 

Masi removed the pallu from my face but I didn't lookup. He filled my hair partition and alone, an unknown tear traveled down my cheek.

The priest announced that marriage is completed and we are a couple now.