Divya's POV.I am currently sitting in a beautiful restaurant called The Pink Pearl, it's a five-star hotel and we are in its restaurant section. I feel so out of place, my cotton saree does not match the standards of these high society people walking in this restaurant. I look here and there absorbing every corner of the hotel, women with the latest fashion trends, they're exposed dress material covering the bare minimum skin is making me go uncomfortable. Well, I guess everyone has their choice though. Dev who was at the reception talking to his friend who happens to be the owner of this hotel walks towards me, sitting across me he unbuttons the central coat button, smiling at me with his warm smile which is definitely like a thousand-watt bulb. This must be my second time looking at him like this, he usually doesn't flash his teeth. I smile at him hesitantly, this atmosphere, the lighting here and the air-conditioning almost everything is making me feel exposed, which in turn is out of my comfort zone. It's not that I am not a social butterfly, but not this social! Not for high standard society at least.Looking at my dilemma Dev speaks up breaking the silence between us "Please ignore the surrounding, concentrate on the food and our talks, rest of it doesn't matter anyway" he is right though I start to feel a little warm after his assurance.A waiter dressed in a well-ironed suit enters with a menu card in his hand. He skillfully hands the card to Dev and one to me.I look at the card and am lost after the first page.The first page says, The Pink Pearls Hotel five star, and I don't know what is written after that. It is an Italian hotel so the menu is in Italian I guess and though most of the things are translated into English and Kannada, I don't know what each dish may taste like? Moreover, I am a vegetarian so it would be difficult for me to distinguish between veg and a non-veg dish at least when I have never seen a non-veg dish in my life.I look at Dev and find him staring back at me with a very interesting look as if a child is adoring his favorite toy or something, his sudden behavior makes me blush at the movement. Staring at the menu card and trying my level best not yo look him in the eye I say " Hmm, Can you help me with the menu, Sir?"He looks at me with a shocked expression and says "Dev" sternly."Ha?""You can call me Dev outside our office Divya, okay?"I nod at his words, it's like I finally found one friend.After my lovely husband's death who made me feel complete in my life, I lost contacts with most of my friends and now when I feel this lonely Devs words fill my heart with warmth."So help me with the menu Dev," I say in the sweetest way possible, it's my way to show my gratitude towards him. He kinda blushes at first but then orders something to the waiter, " Dev I am a vegetarian, so please take care that the dishes you ordered are vegetarian."_____________________________________________Dev's POV She's being extremely cute right now, firstly her lost expressions while reading the menu and now this. I control my chucking, as I press my fisted hand over my mouth. I look at the waiter who is standing with a blank expression and order for a vegetable pasta with red sauce, for both of us. She is a vegetarian so probably she won't be comfortable sitting with me while eating chicken pasta. The waiter takes the order and leaves the table. After some times when we are talking about my schedule after lunch, the waiter appears with two plates of vegetable pasta.She looks hungry as she digs in right after the plate is served, the red sauce spreading across her baby pink lips highlighting her lips. The entire scene has engrossed me in it, I would very well appreciate to lick off that creamy pasta off her lips, I gulp at just a mere thought of it. She looks like a hungry cat, ignoring the entire world as she concentrates on her food right now. I take a fork full of pasta and eat it slowly savoring the flavors, hmm. It's heavenly."Did you like it?" I ask her now when she has almost gulped down half of the plate, she looks at me, her brows furrowed as she quickly chews the remainder in her mouth, swallowing her food she says "Its marvelous, I liked it."That's a relief, we finish our pasta and head to the counter, she immediately grabs the bill looking at the price and has a tensed look. "This is such an expensive hotel!".She looks at me with a shocked expression and trying to search in her purse for some extra money. " I only have five thousand, for now, will you pay my bill? I will return it to you later!"I look at her continuously changing expression and finally give my card to the cashier. Its a platinum card that says, VIP guest. These cards are given to only the most trusted people of the owner. The cashier gladly takes the card, completing his business he hands the card back with a professional smile."Todays treat on me, next time I would like to go someplace you like, will that be fair Divya?"She hesitates for a movement but the says,"Okay, after all, we are friends now!"Her words warm my heart. Never did I know that I would be affected by a woman's affections. All these days I thought I needed her on my bed, but I guess I had mistaken my emotions. I smile at the thought that our relationship has improved from boss and employee to friends in just one day.It's good progress.We head back to the office chatting about random stuff, its a relief that she is being comfy with me. The rest of the day goes smooth and work time comes to an end. It's a sad thing that I have to bid adieu to this day. But one thing is for sure it was a very memorable day for me._____________________________________________Divya's POVI come home after fetching Anirudh from Vishala's house. Anirudh explains during our metro ride, how he and Rose played house house today and how much the kids enjoyed it. I laugh at some situations and scold him at other, he needs to know not to go playing around with girls. Finally, after coming home I quickly prepare dinner for the three of us. Mom comes home half an hour late, I have cooked paneer with roti, Ani's favorite.After doing the dinner and the dishes I finally go to my room to change into my nightwear or should I say wearing Kaustubh's clothes.I like being in his scent, it makes me feel less lonely.Anirudh is gonna sleep with his granny listening to hear ghost stories, I quickly slip off my saree and put on another shirt of Kaustubh and his track pants. Folding my lovely saree in a neat fold I open the wardrobe to place it in there, my eyes lock at a beautiful bottle green saree with golden border. I have so many memories sealed with it. I place the current saree in and take the green one in my hand, closing the wardrobe behind me I sit on the bed caressing this beautiful silk saree.Memories of that day come flooding in my mind as my eyes start to pour its sorrow out in the form of tears.My vision turns haze, Flashback*It was when Divya was in her tenth grade and Kaustubh was in his second-year pre-university studies. It was the school annual day celebration as the school holds a send-off for the tenth-grade students. On this day the students are expected to attend the ceremony in their traditional were.Divya's mom was out of the station visiting her sick sister who stays in Mangalore.Kaustubh's mom was on her hospital duty. Divya's POV.I sneaked in Kaustubhs home. Since aunt and mom are both not present to help me with the saree, here I am asking for this arrogant brats help. I giggle at the imagination of his reaction.I enter his room with a slight knock on the door and am greeted with him engrossed in his studies.he looks my way flashing his perfect dark brown orbs, that make my heart go wild like a wild horse lost its direction. His eyes make my breath hitch, he is wearing a black t-shirt which is hugging his chiseled body. The color complimenting his pale skin tone as he looks at me with one of his brows raised.I gulped looking at his face. That's the face which deserves my first love. Yes, he is my first love and my only love probably."What?" He asks in a stern voice, breaking my love bubble, jerk can't he be a bit soft-toned towards me?I still have not confessed my emotions to him, and each time I think I will this time, his six-one height makes me nervous, his bulky biceps make me feel I am not made for him. But I will not lose hopes yet you know.He always looks serious, serious with his civil exam. He wants to join civil services and thus works hard day and night."I don't know how to were a saree, and today is my send-off so..."I say in a very pleading tone, clenching my new bottle green saree to my chest, lowering my gaze and with a pouty face.See I am nervous already."So?" He asks in the most heartless way, not even looking my way as he is turning the pages of his books, "Mom's not home, come back later."Says he spitting all the venom in his one statement. Tears start to prick my eyes at his sudden rejection, I try bulging my eyes, looking upward trying to soak in the tears but fail drastically. Hearing my light sobs he looks at me with a slightly tensed face and says with a minor worried tone "See Divya I cannot deal with woman stuff, I am busy right? So ask someone else, ask Shaila your friend next door, what is the use of asking me?"" I know, (sobs) you know how to drape a saree, each time during Dasara you decorate the temple dolls by draping them with saree that's why I came to you, and you are so heartless rejecting a pretty girl like me. (sobs)Do you think every person gets such a great opportunity? It's just that because I have no one at home I came here that's all!And if you are not gonna help me then it's ok. I won't go to my send-off party which takes place only once in the lifetime of a person. But remember one thing even after my death I shall not forget your cruelness." I start to sob loudly making him massage his forehead, tension building up in him and he finally says" Go were the blouse and the skirt, I will drape the saree."A thousand-watt bulb lit's on my face as I quickly go to his mom's room and get ready wearing the blouse and the skirt."Are you done?" He asks, to which I hmm in reply. Kaustubh enters the room blindfolded, that surprises me!He is a true gentleman, he doesn't want to look at my disheveled state, still help me out and so he has come blindfolded.I blush at his considerate action.He then says" Lead me, will you? I can't see a thing."I take his large sturdy hands in mine and lead him inside the room, only the mere touch of our fingers make millions of electric sparks travel from my hand till my heart.I place the correct side of the saree in his hand and he squats down in front of me.Trying to feel where my waist is, in the course of which his warm hands touch my stomach and I eek involuntarily. He immediately moves back dashing his head against the dressing table at my response. I gasp at the incident and hold his head to check for some injuries hurriedly. He jerks away my hand and yells at me "WHATS YOUR PROBLEM? ARENT YOU THE ONE WHO ASKED FOR HELP?"I whisper a tiny sorry and say. "Sorry, Kaustubh. I will do it myself, I was surprised by the sudden touch."I was so much stunned that even now the goosebumps won't go. "Come here and stop these noises of yours. I am not forcing you, you volunteered this!".He says in his ever stern voice. I hmm in response and stand in front of him. His large sturdy hands move all around my body fixing the saree to its perfection. After he is done with his work he removes his blindfold running his hands through his thick hair and a look of satisfaction washes across his face.I timidly look at him and he says " when is the send-off I will send you to the venue."Look at him being all protective, "It's in about an hour, near RV Colney."He hmms in response and is about to turn but slips on the plastic bag making him fall over me and me on the bed in turn!This is a very kinky situation!My fingers go numb... My neck is sturdy.I gulp as his black waves come forward on his forehead and he supports himself with his arms on both the sides of my body caging me between them. His is panting, I slightly touch my hand on his hard chest only to feel a greater heartbeat as if it's about to explode. It's same as mine.I look at him with willful eyes. Gulping, as his Adam's apple moves with every breath of his.He slowly lowers his face towards me, our lips inches apart, I close my eyes wanting to feel his lips on mine. A while later, I feel a small peck making every cell if my lips go conscious. That's my first kiss. I open my eye wide looking at his blushed face with needy eyes. I move forwards placing my lips on his as he starts to trail soft kisses on my lips continuously. My mind goes blank, I don't know when but my hands encircle around his neck tugging on his hair lightly and his hands press my waist holding me at a place.As we are about to go a step further opening my mouth, I hear a loud ring of my phone and Kaustubh pulls away from me exiting the room hurriedly. I am flushed right now! I look at my reflection only to be greeted with crimson cheeks and swollen pink lips. I don't I need makeup anymore. I cup my chubby cheeks in my own hands.Stupid cellphone. I curse the phone and trace my lips as the situation makes me go beet red.Flashback ends*Tears slipping down my cheeks at his memories. I can never forget those touches, his kisses and his gentle behavior towards me till death.I will always be Kaustubh Shekharan's wife._____________________________________________Hey, guys, that's all for this chapter. Please share your views in the comment section.Stay safe. Stay home. Read on sofanovels.Thank you for your attention.