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Chapter 4 by kinkysimran kinkysimran

What's next?

In the past (completed)

# The Wedding... #

The days leading up to the wedding were a whirlwind of emotions and activities. As I reflected on the conversations and letters Raj and I had shared, I felt a deep sense of connection and anticipation for our future together. Our wedding was going to be a small, intimate affair with only 100 guests, but every moment promised to be filled with joy and excitement.

Day 1: Mehndi Ceremony

The Mehndi ceremony was the first major event. My hands and feet were adorned with intricate henna designs, symbolizing love and prosperity. Friends and family gathered around, laughing and chatting.

Asha (my best friend): "Niddhi, your Mehndi looks amazing! I bet Raj won't be able to find his name hidden in there."

"Asha, you know he's up for the challenge. He's been talking about it for days!"

As the music played, everyone danced and sang, creating an atmosphere of pure joy. My mother, Sunita, couldn’t stop smiling as she watched me.

Sunita (my mom): "You look so beautiful, beta. This is just the beginning of a wonderful journey."

Day 2: Haldi Ceremony

The Haldi ceremony was filled with laughter and fun. Turmeric paste was applied to my skin by my relatives to bless me with a glowing complexion and ward off evil spirits.

My cousin, Akash: "Niddhi, get ready to be covered in yellow! This is just a preview of how colorful your life will be with Raj."

I laughed as everyone playfully smeared the turmeric paste on me, ensuring I was covered from head to toe. Raj and his family had their own Haldi ceremony simultaneously, and I could only imagine the fun they were having.

Day 3: Sangeet Night

The Sangeet night was all about music and dance. Family members performed choreographed dances, and there was a friendly competition between Raj's family and mine.

My yonger brother, Arjun: "Niddhi, our team is going to win this dance-off! Raj's family doesn't stand a chance."

"We'll see, Arjun! I just want everyone to have fun. Espicially You... My Sweet little brother...", giving him a small kiss on his cheeks. He is fluffy and looks so cute. At just nine years old, he is always mischievous and constantly has one complaint or another from school.

When it was my turn to perform, I felt a rush of excitement. Raj watched me with admiration, and I could see the love in his eyes.

Raj (whispering to me after my performance): "You were amazing, Niddhi. I can't wait to dance with you at our wedding."

Wedding Day: Baraat and Ceremony

The day of the wedding arrived, and I was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. As the baraat (groom's procession) approached, I could hear the lively beats of the dhol (drum) and the joyful shouts of the guests.

My cousin, Shweta: "Niddhi, look! Raj is on a white horse. He looks like a prince!"

I peeked out and saw Raj, dressed in a stunning sherwani, looking regal and confident. He waved at me, and I felt my heart flutter.

The ceremony began with the Jaimala (garland exchange). Raj and I stood on a decorated stage, ready to place garlands around each other's necks.

Raj (smiling): "Are you ready, Niddhi? I hope you're not planning to make it too easy for me."

(laughing): "Let’s see how quick you are, Raj."

We playfully tried to avoid each other’s garlands before finally succeeding. The crowd cheered, and we felt a sense of unity and joy.

The Kanyadaan (giving away of the bride) was an emotional moment. My parents placed my hand in Raj's, officially entrusting him with my care.

My father, Ramesh: "Raj, take good care of our Niddhi. She is our precious gem."

Raj (seriously): "I promise, Uncle. I will always cherish and protect her."

We then proceeded to the Saat Phere (seven rounds around the sacred fire), each step symbolizing a vow we made to each other.

Panditji (officiant): "With each step, you promise to uphold these vows and build a life of love, trust, and mutual respect."

Raj applied sindoor to my forehead and tied the mangalsutra (sacred necklace) around my neck, marking me as his wife.

Raj (softly): "This is the beginning of our forever, Niddhi."

The Bidaai was the most emotional part of the wedding. It was time for me to leave my family and join Raj's.

Tears flowed as I hugged my parents and siblings.

Mom (tearfully): "Niddhi, always be happy and keep smiling. You’re starting a new chapter, and we're always here for you."

(crying): "I'll miss you all so much. But I know I'm going to a loving family with Raj."

Raj held my hand, offering comfort and strength.

Raj: "We'll visit often, Niddhi. You'll never be far from your family."

As we left, I felt a mix of sadness and excitement. I was leaving my old life behind, but I was stepping into a new one filled with love and promise.

The reception was a beautiful celebration with close friends and family. Raj and I greeted everyone, thanking them for being part of our special day.

Asha: "Niddhi, you look radiant. I'm so happy for you both!"

"Thank you, Asha. This day has been perfect."

Later, as the night came to an end, Raj and I finally had a moment to ourselves.

Raj: "Today was amazing, Niddhi. I'm so glad we're finally married."

Me: "Me too, Raj. I couldn't have asked for a better day."

As we held each other, I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and contentment. Our journey had just begun, and I knew that together, we could face anything. The wedding was not just a ceremony; it was the beginning of our lifetime of love, trust, and adventure.

# My First Night #

As the night descended, Raj and I finally found ourselves alone in our room.

I had anticipated this moment for so long and felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Raj, however, had other plans.

Raj (smiling): "Niddhi, I know you're expecting a wild first night, but I want us to take it slow. Let's change into something comfortable and save this beautiful lehenga for our first night in Manali."

I was surprised but also touched by his thoughtfulness. Even though I felt a bit sad, the promise of a special night in Manali filled me with excitement. It was like a dream come true, My faviourite travelling destination.

Me (softly): "Okay, Raj. I trust you."

Next Day...

The next morning, we were ready to embark on our journey to Manali. We were in a 3 star hotel for our first night, Raj had arranged everything from travelling plans to our bag pack, I was surprised with all the arrangements & felt so lucky to have a husband like Raj. I had fallen for him deeply now.

A Swift Dzire tourist car, owned by Mr. Malik, awaited us. Raj introduced Mr. Malik as a neighbor uncle who used to live in the same society as Raj's before. Now he lives someplace else.

Raj: "Niddhi, this is Malik Uncle. He'll be driving us to Manali."

Malik (smiling): "Hello, beta. Congratulations on your wedding."

Malik stood tall at 6 feet, with a muscular build and a commanding presence. He looked to be around 40 years old, and there was something reassuring about him.

Raj and I settled into the backseat, with Raj changing into comfortable trousers and convincing me to wear a crop top and tight-fitting black leggings he had gifted me. I was **** and shy, having never worn such an outfit before.

Me: "Raj, I'm not sure about this. It's so revealing."

Raj (pleading): "Please, Niddhi. I want to see you in it. You'll look amazing. I promise."

After some playful begging and pleading from Raj, I finally agreed, feeling both nervous and excited.

As we started our journey, Malik shared more about his life.

Malik: "I have two kids and a wonderful wife who stays home in hyderabad to take care of them. I'm usually out of town driving & live here in mumbai, but I make sure to spend at least one week at home every two-three months."

Throughout the journey, I found Malik to be calm and respectful. It was clear that he and Raj shared a close bond. We talked about various things, and I couldn't help but notice the admiration Raj had for Malik.

"Raj, how long have you known Malik Uncle?"

Raj: "For years. He's always been like an elder brother to me."

As we traveled, I started to feel more comfortable in my new outfit. Raj couldn't take his eyes off me, and I felt a sense of empowerment.

When we finally arrived at the resort in Manali, I was filled with anticipation. Malik helped us with our luggage and handed me a small gift.

Malik: "Congratulations once again, beta. I hope you have a wonderful honeymoon."

Curious, I opened the gift once we were in our room. It was a beautiful 22-carat gold ring.

"Raj this looks expensive..."

Raj: "Malik Uncle owns five different tourist cars. He's a very successful and respected man. It's only natural. But look, this is stunning. By the way, What is it exactly?"

(examining it): "I think it's a nose ring. But it's so thick. Maybe it's for something else?"

After Settling In...

The moment had finally arrived. Raj and I were alone in our room, the anticipation between us palpable. I had changed into the wedding lehnga, & still felt the excitement of our wedding night. Raj approached me, his eyes filled with love and desire.

Raj (softly): "Niddhi, you look absolutely stunning."

He gently cupped my face and kissed me softly. The kiss deepened, and soon his hands began to explore my body, sending shivers down my spine. I reciprocated, my hands tracing the contours of his back.

Raj (whispering): "I can't believe you're finally mine."

As our kisses grew more passionate, I felt Raj's excitement pressing against me. He slowly guided my hand to his dick, and I hesitantly touched it for the first time. To my surprise, Raj's body tensed and he ejaculated almost immediately.

Raj (embarrassed): "I'm so sorry, Niddhi. I was just so excited."

(smiling reassuringly): "It's okay, Raj. I loved every second of it."

Despite his initial embarrassment, Raj didn't let it stop him from making me feel loved and appreciated. He continued to kiss me, his lips trailing down my neck and across my collarbone. His touch was gentle, yet filled with passion.

Raj (kissing my neck): "You're so beautiful, Niddhi. I can't get enough of you."

We made out for a while longer, and Raj decided to try again. This time, he was more controlled, taking his time to ensure I was comfortable and aroused. When he finally entered me, it was a brief but intense experience, lasting only two minutes before he climaxed again.

Raj (panting): "I'm sorry, Niddhi. This has never happened to me before. You're just so gorgeous, I can't control myself."

(gently): "Raj, it's really okay. I loved every moment of it."

Afterwards, we lay in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow. I cherished every moment, savoring the experience after more than a year without physical intimacy. Every bit of it was exhilarating. While it wouldn't have hurt if it had lasted longer, it was still the best first night I could have imagined.

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Raj couldn't stop complimenting me, his words filled with love and appreciation.

Raj (stroking my hair): "You're incredible, Niddhi. I feel so lucky to have you."

"I feel the same way, Raj. It's been a long time since I felt this connected to someone. Thank you for making this night so special."

Hearing this, Raj was overwhelmed with joy. He hugged me tightly, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

Raj: "I promise to always make you feel loved and cherished. This is just the beginning of our beautiful journey together."

The next day, we decided to go shopping. Manali was a beautiful place, and we wanted to make the most of our honeymoon. As we walked through the market, I was drawn to some beautiful western dresses.

"Raj, look at these dresses. They're so pretty."

Raj (hesitant): "Niddhi, you know my parents expect you to wear sarees or salwar kameez. It's because of societal expectations. But if you want, we can buy these and you can wear them whenever we go on vacations or when we're alone."

"I know, Raj. I understand the expectations. But I would love to have a few of these for our private time."

Raj (smiling): "Then let's get them. I want you to be happy and feel beautiful."

We bought several dresses, and I was thrilled with Raj's understanding and support. He made me feel special, respecting both my wishes and the traditions we needed to uphold.

Our honeymoon was filled with laughter, love, and lots of shopping. We explored Manali, tried different cuisines, and created beautiful memories together. Raj was deeply in love and it showed in every gesture, every word.

Raj (while shopping): "Niddhi, do you like this dress? I think it would look amazing on you."

"Yes, Raj. It's beautiful. Thank you for being so understanding."

Raj: "Anything for you, my love. I want you to always be happy."

As we spent more time together, our bond grew stronger. We talked about our future, our dreams, and how we wanted to make our marriage work.

Raj: "Niddhi, I'm so glad we have this time together. It feels like a dream come true."

"I feel the same way, Raj. This honeymoon has been the best part of my life."

One evening, as we were relaxing in our room, I brought up the gift again.

"Raj, do you think we should ask Malik Uncle about the ring?"

Raj: "Let's wait until we get back. For now, let's just enjoy our time here."

On our last day at the resort, I felt a mix of sadness and happiness. Malik Uncle arrived to pick us up, and we thanked him for his help and the beautiful gift.

"Thank you, Malik Uncle. The gift is beautiful, but we're not sure what it is exactly."

Malik (smiling): "It's a navel ring, beta. It's meant to be a special gift for a special occasion."

I blushed and smiled, "Thank you so much, Malik Uncle. I've never worn a navel ring before, but this is such a unique and beautiful gift. I'll treasure it for our special occasion."

As we traveled back home, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the experiences and the people who made our journey so special. Raj and I had grown closer, and the promise of our first night in Manali kept our excitement alive.

Raj (holding my hand): "Niddhi, these past few days have been incredible. I can't wait for what's next."

"Me too, Raj. Thank you for everything."

As we returned home, I felt a sense of contentment and anticipation for our future together. The wedding ceremonies, the journey to Manali, and the special moments we shared had brought us even closer, and I knew that our life together would be filled with love, trust, and adventure.

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