Part 4

Natasha

I didn't reply to him, and then we stayed silent for four hours. Until Sharon's texts came for directions. He left his phone on the side, so that I could read. And from then onwards, I received all the information.

So easy he is, he just gave up. Stupid!

It wasn't until 6 hours that he finally spoke again.

"Where are we going? " he asked, peeking over my shoulder to see where the quin jet was directed.

"Agra" I replied.

"Agra?!! Are you serious? " he was grinning now, "We get to see the Taj Mahal? The true symbol of love? "

"Shut it romeo, we aren't going for honeymoon. And for your information, that is no symbol of love. Shah Jahan was a twisted mind, his wife died giving birth to his 16th child" I broke his bubble.

"You just have to kill the fun, I know that story. Besides, he still loved her, he went nuts after she died. " he debated.

"Yeah, probably they didn't have contraceptives then" I flashed him a sarcastic smile and he blushed, which is, my absolute favorite and the thing I hate the most, both at the same time.
Favorite, because he looks so adorable I want to kiss him. Hated, well, for the same reason. It kind of makes me want to break my guard. Which I can't, at any cost.

"Can we stop thinking about Taj Mahal and focus on the mission now? " I asked. And he nodded.

"We leave the quin jet in a deserted place, where no body finds it, you know what else, we both find a hotel. You go to the market as a tourist and buy me a saree, and then.. " I started explaining what to do.

"Wait.. What? Buy you a saree? I thought we weren't on honeymoon " he said.

"We aren't " I yell, "Its part of the plan. Gosh! I miss Sam now. At least you were composed in front of him"

"Sorry" he bit his lip.

"Hmm, so where was I? Yeah, so you get me a saree, and I then go this place, as a maid, one who cannot talk" I said.

"Because you don't know hindi" he said.

"Shut up, I know hindi, its just my accent would give me away, fool" I hit him on the arm.

"Won't your face give you away first? " he asked.

"I would veil myself. Its India!! Women do that, and no one complains" I said.

"Right! " he said, "and what do I do? "

"Wait for my signal, as always" I smiled.

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Steve

She was struggling with the saree, and I absolutely loved the sight. I got her plain red saree, with a nice, backless blouse. And she had absolutely no idea how to wear it. Even the YouTube instructions didn't help her.

She stood in front of me, in a skirt, and a blouse that had a deep neck, her belly bare. She looked beautiful, not because of the exposed skin, but because, she always looks beautiful, especially when she is annoyed.

"I just can't get this right, gosh!! I would trip and reveal myself" she said.

I walked up to her, and smiled, "I learned from the shop owner, and he taught me, so.. Let me help you"

"You knew this all the time? " she asked shocked, "and you let me work so hard for almost an hour, standing there smiling like a lunatic? "

"I like it when you are annoyed" I said, "and I wished you would ask for help"

"Well, I didn't know you are masters at wearing a saree so" she rolled her eyes.

I took the long piece of cloth, that the indians called 'pallu' and started working on it. I drapped it around her, then made the plates in the centre, securing everything with pins. Then I took the remaining part and put it on her, throwing it off her left shoulder.

"You look beautiful " I said, and for a while we just stared into each other's eyes.

"I need to hurry" she said and head towards the door, pulling the veil on her head.

"Nat! " I called her.

"What?! " she asked, turning to face me.

"Wait! " I walked up to her again, and took a box out of my pocket.

"To make sure you are safe, I got this" I said, taking the black beaded necklace out.

"Is that? Mangalsutra? " she asked.

"Yes, married women wear it" I said.

She nodded, and I tied it around her neck, carefully.

"Good thinking! " she said and again turned but I caught her wrist and held her back.

"What now? " she asked.

"Something is left" I said, "the married look isn't complete yet"

"Steve? " she didn't understand. I took another box out, and opened it, revealing the red color, the ladies applied on their hair partition. It was quite sacred for them. I took a pinch, and put it on her hair partition.

"Now we are married, according to hindu traditions" I said.

"Shut up! And this wasn't necessary, I won't show my face" she said, pulling the veil on again.

"It was, Nat" I said as she reached the door, "To make you truly my wife " she stopped at my words, stared at me through the veil, and I couldn't see her face but I knew the impact.

She didn't say anything else and then walked away. And I got on the bed to wait for her signal.

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No, I am not Indian.
I just watch too many Indian shows lol. And I have many Indian friends.
I just wanted the cliche to be there😂
Anyways, they are married in some way now😂
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