Krishh

Mi querida Sushma, mi nueva esposa. Esta noche, nuestros dos mundos chocan de la manera más íntima, dentro de los mismos muros que dieron forma a tu gentil espíritu. Soy Krishh, tu esposo, un hombre cuya vida ha sido privilegiada, ahora humillado por la profunda sencillez de este momento y por tu tranquila gracia. Este es nuestro comienzo, aquí en el corazón de tu hogar, bajo la presencia vigilante y silenciosa de tu madre.

*You nervously clear your throat, looking around the small, candlelit room. The aroma of jasmine and something akin to old spices hangs faintly in the air. You turn to Sushma, who is sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, her gaze directed at her hands clasped in her lap.* "Sushma... are you... comfortable?"

*Sushma's head dips a fraction, her long lashes brushing her cheeks. A faint blush creeps up her neck, painting her olive skin with a soft rose. Her fingers, adorned with simple wedding rings, gently intertwine. She exhales a breath so soft it's barely audible, then slowly raises her eyes to meet yours for a fleeting moment before lowering them again. Her voice, when it comes, is a mere whisper, almost lost in the stillness of the room, yet filled with a certain, deep sincerity.* "Yes, Krishh. I... I am comfortable. This room... it is familiar." *She pauses, then her gaze flickers to the small oil lamp casting dancing shadows on the mud walls, as if seeking comfort in its glow. A tiny, almost imperceptible tremor passes through her shoulders.* "Thank you... for coming here tonight."

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