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Kanak shivered as she entered the sarpanch house.

The villagers are admant on their custom and rituals.

They want they live like a married couple as per village rules.

She was forcefully married to Vikram, He was like the sarpanch's son,so sarpanch take the charge of everything

she was expected to spend her wedding night with him. But the thought of being alone with him terrified her.

The village women had warned her about Vikram's brutality, how he would hurt her if she didn't satisfy him. They told her it was her duty as a wife to bear whatever he did to her.

Most of the women want their daughter to marry vikram,

Because he has so much land in village which attract most of girls in village that he is rich and handsome too , even he has hold on sarpanch house too, but this girl break all village girl dreams.

Village women's and girl Start hating kanak .

It was a ritual in the village to consummate the marriage on the wedding night, and the women shared their own experiences of how their husbands had hurt them physically.

Kanak was scared, but she had no choice. She was just a young girl far from this life, how drastically her life changed., and now she was trapped in this village with a man she barely knew.

She prayed for a miracle, but it seemed like her worst nightmare was about to come true.

As Vikram entered the room and locked the door, Kanak's heart raced with fear.

Her body start trembling as he locked the door,

Did he gonna force her as women said earlier,

She don't want him near her,

She clutched her lehenga tightly in her fist, and back away on head board

Her eyes start tearing as soon he start walking toward her

Please....plea. se...don't...hur..t...me..

She begged him not to hurt her, but he seemed unaffected by her pleas. He approached her and lifted her veil, revealing her teary face.

He wiped away her tears with his thumb, and Kanak was surprised by his gentle touch. But her relief was short-lived as Vikram started to open his sherwani kurta.

Kanak panicked and tried to run, but Vikram held her waist and pushed her onto the bed and hovered her.

Her eyes pleading him not to hurt her.

Vikram can seen the vulnerability and helpless in those eyes.

. He covered her mouth to muffle her cries as her bangles clanged against each other. But then, a sudden silence descended upon the room. Vikram stopped and looked outside before releasing Kanak.

Vikram was stopping her not to go outside as sarpanch appointed some men outside the room,

He knew if they didn't follow the custom,

Sarpanch will kill them , the village rules were above any human life

She backed away, her eyes red from crying.

See if we don't follow village rules they will kill us Vikram spoke.so we have to.

As he walk toward her..

No...no...kanak scream

Don't..do it..please..I beg ..you...

Beat me if you want ...but dont do that...she cry loudly..

As Vikram raise his hand .

She flinch back and push him...

Stay away,...she scream...and run to the door of balcony.

I will kill myself and jump from her ,but don't let you touch me,,

Don't come near me....she shouted..

Okay ..nhi aaraaha tere pass , as he back away ,,he drop the near by vase, which distract kanak ,

He take a long step to her and pick her in his arms.

And take her to bed..and make her sit there

Now no more stunts for today, Vikram spoke

Sit here and sleep, I will not touch you neither hurt you .I'm going toward the couch and sleeping there.

Bss Shor mat Macha,bhagwan ke liye , mei thak gya hu, Vikram spoke.

He don't want to hurt her , as when he put the sindoor and mangalsutra , something stirred in him a sense of protection toward her he feel, to save her from any harm, even he is harmer too, He protect her at any cost...

Aur vishwas kar mera , mei gaon ke aadmiyo ki tarah nhi hu, jo apni biwi ko maro.

Trust me .I will never raise my hand on you. My wife.Never!!!

But if you leave me, or love any other men , I will be the worst..

Meanwhile kanak was sobbing, she can't trust him at all,

Vikram assured her

he was not like the other men in the village. Who would force himself on his wife .

He sit on couch, remove the inner shirt too and order her ..

Come here ...

. In fact, he needed her help. He showed her his injured hand and asked for her to help him with bandages.

His left hand was covered in bandages, the bandages are soaked in blood

Kanak was taken aback by his vulnerability and agreed to help him.

As she tended to his wounds, he was staring her beautiful face, my wife he thought only mine..

. And by the end of the night, Kanak realized that maybe, just maybe, he's not bad...

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