Mythili, now had a happy reason to stay awake longer at nights. She spent most of her time talking and messaging Varun. She was more than happy to marry her love, with consent and blessings from her parents. And can't wait to be married. Still, she was getting that scary dream whenever she sleeps early.
She shared about the recurring dream with Varun. But he laughed out hard and teased her. Even though she felt bad, she was happy to see him laugh hard. After all, that is all she wanted - to see him happy.
Long awaited wedding day arrived and both Mythili and Varun looked their best on their day. Mythili couldn't get enough of it and was overwhelming with tear and joy. The two lovely hearts were united in the holy harmony of marriage.
Two days later, they flew to Swiss for honeymoon. The hotel is a refurbished old Victorian palace, which still preserved its antiquity. They both were drop dead tired with series of rituals, ceremonies and wedding nights. They slept through the day and went out for dinner in the evening. Mythili loved the place, especially the room they stayed. This was her first international trip and coincidentally her honeymoon too. So she was double excited and happy.
On that night, Varun gave her a box. She eagerly opened it and found a golden Robe in it. But she couldn't find any night gown to go with it.
"Where is the gown Varun?"
"Do we really need the gown on our honeymoon night?"
She smiled and turned all pink.
She decked up herself and wore the Robe. She was too shy to go near him and sat on the corner of the bed. Varun felt more love, urging through his heart. He switched off the lights one by one, admiring her smile and shyness. The room turned solid dark with an exception of table lamp illuminating a circle of one metre diameter, on the bed side table next to her. The room exhibited its Victorian style, even in the minimal visibility. Her face shone as bright as her robe. But, she felt an acquainted fear racing through her mind. She felt a touch from behind. Her eyes widened and she smiled. Her robe was pulled down. Her face turned pink and her hands went across her chest. She was mesmerised by the gentle strokes up her spine and the tight clench of the hair, just above her neck. When she turned to her right, she saw,a hand.----**** END ****----
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