Mridula was sitting on a sofa of a unknown dining room. Her eyes puffy and red with crying, her hand occupied with a book. She had two reasons to blame for this situation- Her Marraige and the death of Samantha, the protagonist of the book she was reading.

She had an arranged marriage, to which she agreed willingly but couldn't imagine it could be this unfortunate as her husband Aniket was a jerk- he was so rude to her in their first night. Now it had been two months with unwanted glances, fights and attraction. Now, her mother in law has planned to send them to their ancestral home as their honeymoon trip. She was fortunate enough as Mishka and Krish will be accompanying them in this trip. Mishka and she was great friends , maybe because both of their condition was quite same. Aniket and Kush were great friends and great human being to others ofcourse. To them, no venom could be enough if someone asks them to describe them.

Tomorrow morning they would start off for Kuldhara. There the will meet Mishka and Kush there itself.

Travelling with Aniket in a same car for 4 to 5 hours was itself a curse to Mridula but what to do!

Aniket's POV
It was 5 am and I was getting ready for our trip to Kuldhara- our ancestral residence. We were the zamindars there but ma has decided something exasperating- Mine and Mridula's "Honeymoon Trip." I don't have the power to deny that she is damn beautiful with eyes which attracts almost everyone and that's what I hate the most.

I knocked on Mridula's door, we don't speak much as it has always resulted in verbal war. But sometimes just by seeing those mesmerizing eyes and black hair, I find something growing beyond requirement. Jokes apart even today she is looking drop dead gorgeous in that polka dot Kurti. But ignoring her beauty, everything is annoying about her which annoyes me to the core.

We sat in the car, I sighed- let's start the journey!

Unknown's POV

"Are they coming?"
"Yes sir, today itself."
"Good."
"Is this necessary-?"
"Things that happened has happened for good, Things that are happening were meant to happen and things that will happen will become the perfect destiny. As Allah can never do anything bad to good people."

Saying this Murshid sighed, Maybe something was right even in this mess of origin, existence and Ishq (love).

Mridula's Outfit

Song for the day.

A Quote for My Lovely Friends.

Author's Note

Heyo Peeps
It's my first story, so constructive criticism is welcome but no hate

Please ignore the grammatical Errors.
Nd Lots of Loveeeeeee for you all💞💞💞. See you in the next chapter, till then byeee!