𝓟𝓾𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
I took a deep breath hoping it's gonna be fine it will be alright. I should be happy, shouldn't I?
"𝙉𝙊". A sound from inside came. I sighed and gave a fake chuckle to myself. Come on Pure you should be happy man! Ya. Yahoo!! I'm getting married~.....to a stranger and not to forget that he is blind too. That fake smile vanished from my face thinking of that thought again. I frowned.
I looked down at my shoes and realized that my eyes are getting blurry from water. My throat was getting heavy as something was stuck. I wanted to say but I couldn't and I ended up crying again.
No! No. You cannot cry Pure you're strong. You're doing something good. Don't forget that you're saving your mother from her husband who beats her up every time he gets drunk. I couldn't stop myself crying now so I kept both my hands to cover my mouth so that the voice can't be heard by anyone.
"You started again!!!" My mother's husband said coming inside my room.
I quickly wiped my tears. "No, I mean....I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
That guy sighed and came near me. "Son, you know how important this marriage is," He smirked "right?"
"Y...yes" I replied.
"You've to do this marriage if you don't want to see your mother's corpse" He patted my head.
I shivered and said, "I will keep my promise and you've to keep it too!" I glared.
He scoffed "Yeah yeah. Come down in 10 minutes and kindly get over with this dying face." He rolled his eyes and went out slamming the door.
WHY THE HELL THIS DRUNKARD IS NOT DYING!!!!? He drinks so much why is he not getting any disease?
I sighed and reminded myself.
"Pure, It's for mom. Your mom who didn't run away from her pathetic life instead choose to stay for you with that devil. You owe her. So, it's time to favor her" I smiled. "I can do it!!"
As that garbage old man said, I went to the restroom and looked at the mirror. Is this me? I asked myself. My eyes were swollen red from repeatedly crying again. I turn on the tap, made a cup from my hands. The water filled inside it and then I splashed the water on my face taking a 𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘱!
I felt the water quite cold and touched my forehead. It's hot. Hot. Hot. Hot.Hot. Kept repeating the same word. Looks like I'm going mad. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....
I walked out and stumbled. Do I have a fever? My head and eyes feel heavy. I should probably take medicine to avoid any nuisance at the wedding. I walked towards my drawer when-
"Son"
"Mom" I beamed up seeing my mother. My life.
"You're ready?" She asked with a bright smile.
"Yeah, mom. I'm ready" I replied keeping the smile fixed on my face.
"I'm so happy that your father agreed to let you marry your boyfriend."
She thinks he is my boyfriend. Ha! A mere stranger. I know you won't be able to take that I'm getting married to a stranger who is blind so that your husband doesn't kill you. You'll die before he kills you so that I can't get into a forced marriage.
I nodded happily and hugged her tightly. "I'm gonna miss you mom". Tears came again. God, why am I such a cry baby? I wiped my tears.
"I'm gonna miss you too my child" She patted my back and felt light. I can do anything for you mom. I love you mom, a lot. A lot.
"Ohh! I came here to call you down. It's time for the wedding. Karl is waiting for so long" She pulled me out of my room gently.
"Karl?" I asked
She turned back suspiciously. "Karl, Pure. Karl. He is waiting for you desperately."
"Yeah. Me too!! I am dying to see him" I want to die before I see him. I noticed mom holding my thumb as I was still a small child who can get lost in a fare. I chuckled. Let's get married to that blind stranger Pure to keep feeling like a small child of your mom.
"The Bride's here" As I walked into the venue with mom, talks getting started about me. I didn't want my mother's husband to go with me to the stage as per the rituals. So I took mom with me only.
"What are you doing? Wait for your dad Pure-"
"You're my Dad and Mom. You deserve it not that man" I scoffed.
We reached the stage and I looked at the Priest. I was scared to look at the man that stranger who was on the front right of the Priest.
"As both Bride and Groom are here, let's start" With full energy the Priest said with a warm smile.
I shut my eyes and looked down. I was scared to look in the front. I was very scared. I don't know for how long I closed my eyes but it felt quite long. Maybe fiftee-
"Do you Mr. Pure?" It's the voice of the Priest.
I didn't open my eyes. I looked to my right then opened my eyes with a full plan so that I don't see that blind stranger. "hmm?" I was not knowing what was going on.
"Do you Pure Zen, take 𝘮𝘦, Karl, to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death apart us" A cold, deep voice came from my front which I wasn't expecting at all.
It made me flinch and I looked at my front. My eyes were too shocked including me as I saw a muscular, handsome guy in front who was going to be my 𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥? But the chills that I got very soon got normal reminding me that he is blind and can't see me. Moreover, he is a complete stranger, don't know what magic he did to my father that I'm being married to him. I frowned.
"Do you?" He asked again.
It feels like he can see me. Like he is seeing just me and only me. Can he? What am I thinking? I looked down and nodded intentionally.
𝓚𝓪𝓻𝓵'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
He is indeed clever. I smirked inside and kept quiet as if I never saw him nodding intentionally.