Groom demands already married elder sister-in-law as Dowry - on the day of marriage

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Title: The Dowry of the Elder Sister

Character List

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The Bride's Family

• Sukhmani (The Elder Sister)
  • Age: 32
    
  • Parents: Sardar Bhupinder Singh (Father) and Manjeet Kaur (Mother)
    
  • Husband: Rohan (Age: 35) - Her current, "passionless" husband.
    
• Preet (The Younger Sister / The Bride)
  • Age: 21
    
  • Parents: Sardar Bhupinder Singh (Father) and Manjeet Kaur (Mother)
    
  • Husband: Jeevan (Age: 36) - Her new husband from the wedding.
    
• Sardar Bhupinder Singh (The Father)
  • Age: 58
    
  • Wife: Manjeet Kaur (Age: 55)
    
  • Note: He is the one who owes Jeevan the massive debt.
    
• Manjeet Kaur (The Mother)
  • Age: 55
    
  • Husband: Sardar Bhupinder Singh (Age: 58)
    

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The Groom's Family (from Punjab)

• Jeevan (The Groom)
  • Age: 36
    
  • Parents: Sardar Balwinder Singh (Father) and Jaswinder Kaur (Mother)
    
  • Wives:
    
    1. Preet (Age: 21) - His new, official bride.
       
    2. Sukhmani (Age: 32) - His demanded "second wife" and the object of his obsession.
       
• Sardar Balwinder Singh (Jeevan's Father)
  • Age: 62
    
  • Wife: Jaswinder Kaur (Age: 60)
    
• Jaswinder Kaur (Jeevan's Mother)
  • Age: 60
    
  • Husband: Sardar Balwinder Singh (Age: 62)
    

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Here is a summary of the first 12 scenes of the story.


Scene 1: The Wedding Night Demand On the wedding night of Preet and Jeevan, the groom, Jeevan, halts the ceremony. He publicly reveals that the bride's father owes him a catastrophic financial debt that would ruin the family. He offers to cancel the debt on one condition: he must be allowed to marry both sisters, Preet and her older, already-married sister, Sukhmani.

Scene 2:The Choice The family's attempts to negotiate in private or offer more money are coldly rejected by Jeevan, who insists his only demand is Sukhmani. Trapped by her father's shame and her sister's terror, Sukhmani makes the decisive choice. She accepts Jeevan's proposal, announcing she will divorce her current husband, Rohan.

Scene 3: The Unholy Vows Jeevan immediately forces Sukhmani to sit in the mandap beside him and a weeping Preet. When the Priest refuses to perform the sinful ceremony, Jeevan blackmails him by threatening his temple's funding. Sukhmani, resigned, tells her mother that her first marriage was passionless and this act is a sacrifice to save their family.

Scene 4: The Unholy Pheras Jeevan breaks tradition by leading both sisters around the holy fire, whispering possessively to Sukhmani that she is his. He applies the sindoor (vermilion) to Preet quickly, then performs the ritual on Sukhmani with deliberate care, calling her his "true prize" before the horrified guests.

Scene 5: The Promise Jeevan tells Sukhmani he has saved her from her "asshole" husband and promises to keep both sisters happy. He then announces it is time for the bidaai (farewell) for both of them, dismissing the family's concerns about society and Sukhmani's husband.

Scene 6: Jeevan calls for his Fortuner and dictates the seating arrangement: Sukhmani on one side, Preet on the other, with him sitting possessively in the middle. He drives away from the wedding hall with his two new wives.

Scene 7: The Journey Home In the car, Sukhmani asks what she should tell her husband, Rohan. Jeevan laughs, takes her phone, and sends a text from her number telling Rohan she is leaving him for a "real man." He asserts his total control, stating he now "owns" Sukhmani, just as he owns her father.

Scene 8: The Farmhouse They arrive at Jeevan's secluded farmhouse, where he announces that all three of them will be spending the Suhagraat (wedding night) together in the master bedroom. When Sukhmani demands a separate room, Jeevan gives her a final, cruel ultimatum: share his bed, or he will have her father arrested by morning.

Scene 9: A Sister's Plea As they walk to the house, Preet pulls Sukhmani aside and begs her to agree to Jeevan's terms. Preet, surprisingly, argues that Jeevan must truly "love" Sukhmani to go to such lengths and that he is "way better than Rohan." She confesses she is terrified to be alone with Jeevan and needs Sukhmani with her for protection.

Scene 10: The Golden Cage Inside the house, Jeevan's demeanor changes to that of a calm, charming husband. He assigns their roles: Sukhmani, as the "elder mistress," will manage the household, while Preet will "take care of" him personally. He states he is a loving husband, but only to wives who are "loyal and obedient."

Scene 11: The Arrangement In the master bedroom, Jeevan explains the logistics for the night. When Sukhmani asks where they will all sleep, he confirms his "arrangement": he will sleep in the middle of the large bed, with Preet on his left and Sukhmani on his right.

Scene 12: The Proof As he prepares to leave them to change, Sukhmani boldly challenges him, asking if he thinks he is man enough to sexually "satisfy both" of them. In response, Jeevan smiles, unties his pajamas, and reveals his massive erection, proving he is more than ready.

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Scene 1: The Wedding Night Demand

At Grand wedding Hall, The wedding ceremony had paused, an unspoken quiet falling over the guests. Jeevan, the groom, stood before the elders, his face unreadable.

Jeevan: "Forgive me, elders, for halting these sacred rites. But there is a matter of great importance that must be addressed before we proceed." Mujhe maaf karna, bade buzurgo, in pavitra riti-rivajon ko rokne ke liye. Lekin ek bahut zaroori baat hai jise aage badhne se pehle suljhana hoga.

A nervous murmur went through the crowd. Preet, the young bride, looked up at Jeevan, her eyes wide with fear.

Elder 1: "What is it, Jeevan? Has something gone amiss?" Kya hua, Jeevan? Kya kuch galat ho gaya hai?

Jeevan: "Indeed, something has. My esteemed father-in-law, your hands are not as clean as they appear. There is a debt, a significant one, that remains unpaid." Haan, kuch toh hai. Mere sammanit sasur ji, aapke haath utne saaf nahi hain jitne dikhte hain. Ek karz hai, ek bahut bada karz, jo abhi tak chukaya nahi gaya hai.
The bride's father, a once-proud man, visibly flinched, his face paling.

Bride's Father: "What... what are you talking about, Jeevan? There is no debt!" Kya... kya baat kar rahe ho, Jeevan? Koi karz nahi hai!

Jeevan: "Oh, but there is. A debt so vast, so politically and financially crippling, that its exposure would shatter your family's honor and business into a million pieces. A debt that would leave you with nothing but shame." Oh, lekin hai. Ek karz itna vishal, itna rajnitik aur vittiya roop se ghatak, ki agar uska khulasa ho gaya toh aapke parivar ki izzat aur vyapar lakhon tukdon mein bikhar jayega. Ek karz jo aapko sirf sharmindagi ke alava kuch nahi dega.
Sukhmani, the older sister, stepped forward, her eyes narrowing at Jeevan. She was a woman of striking beauty, her presence commanding.

Sukhmani: "What is this nonsense, Jeevan? Are you trying to shame our family on my sister's wedding day?" Yeh kya bakwaas hai, Jeevan? Kya tum meri behen ki shaadi ke din hamare parivar ko sharminda karne ki koshish kar rahe ho?

Jeevan: "Nonsense? I assure you, Sukhmani, this is very real. And I am willing to forgive this debt, to save your family from utter ruin, but only under one condition." Bakwaas? Main tumhe yakeen dilata hoon, Sukhmani, yeh bahut sach hai. Aur main is karz ko maaf karne ko taiyar hoon, tumhare parivar ko poori tarah se barbaadi se bachane ke liye, lekin sirf ek shart par.
He paused, letting his gaze sweep over Preet, then linger on Sukhmani.

Jeevan: "I will marry Preet. And I will also marry you, Sukhmani. Both sisters will be my wives." Main Preet se shaadi karunga. Aur main tumse bhi shaadi karunga, Sukhmani. Dono behenen meri patniyan hongi.
A collective gasp echoed through the hall. Preet let out a small sob. Sukhmani’s eyes blazed with a mix of shock and defiance.

Sukhmani: "Are you insane? I am already married!" Kya tum pagal ho? Main pehle se shadi-shuda hoon!

Jeevan: "That, my dear Sukhmani, can be rectified. Your husband is not here, is he? You will divorce him. And you will become my wife, alongside your sister. This is my demand. Take it, or watch your father's world crumble." Woh, meri pyari Sukhmani, theek kiya ja sakta hai. Tumhara pati yahan nahi hai, hai na? Tum usse talaq dogi. Aur tum meri patni banogi, apni behen ke saath. Yeh meri maang hai. Ise maano, ya apne pita ki duniya ko toot-te dekho.

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Scene 2: The Choice


Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "Jeevan bete, let's talk in private, we will fulfil all your demands. Please come with me." Jeevan bete, aao alag se baat karte hain, hum tumhari saari maangein poori karenge. Kripya mere saath aao.

Jeevan: "There is no need for 'private,' Sasur-ji. My demand was made in public. The answer must also be public." Sasur-ji, 'alag se' baat karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Meri maang sabke saamne rakhi gayi hai. Jawab bhi sabke saamne hi milna chahiye.

Manjeet Kaur: "What are you saying, Jeevan? Have you no shame? She is your saali, your sister-in-law! And she is married! How can you ask for such a sinful thing?" Yeh kya keh rahe ho, Jeevan? Tumhe zara bhi sharam nahi hai? Woh tumhari saali hai! Aur woh shaadi-shuda hai! Tum aisi paap-bhari baat maang hi kaise sakte ho?

Jeevan: "Shame? The shame belongs to the man who signed papers he couldn't honor. The sin was his, not mine. I am offering a solution. A way to save your family's precious 'honor'." Sharam? Sharam toh us aadmi ko aani chahiye jisne aise kaagazon par sign kiye jinka woh maan nahi rakh sakta. Paap uska tha, mera nahi. Main toh sirf ek hal pesh kar raha hoon. Tumhare parivar ki keemti 'izzat' bachane ka ek raasta.

Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "I will... I will give you more money! Double the dowry! Land! Whatever you want. But not this. Please, Jeevan, this will destroy us." Main... main tumhein aur paise dunga! Dahej se doguna! Zameen! Jo tum chaho. Lekin yeh nahi. Kripya, Jeevan, yeh humein barbaad kar dega.

Jeevan: "I do not want your money. I have enough. I do not want your land. I want... her." Mujhe tumhare paise nahi chahiye. Mere paas bahut hain. Mujhe tumhari zameen nahi chahiye. Mujhe... [i]woh chahiye.[/i]
Jeevan's eyes locked onto Sukhmani. He ignored the sobbing Preet completely. His gaze was hot, possessive, as if stripping her bare in front of everyone.

Sukhmani: "Father... stop." Pitaji... ruk jaiye.

Sardar Bhupinder Singh: "Sukhmani! Thank God. Tell him! Tell this man his demand is madness!" Sukhmani! Shukar hai. Use batao! Is aadmi ko batao ki uski maang pagalpan hai!

Sukhmani: "He is not mad, father. He is a businessman. He has made an offer for a debt." Woh pagal nahi hai, pitaji. Woh ek businessman hai. Usne ek karz ke badle ek sauda rakha hai.

Preet: "Didi... no... what are you saying? Didi, please! Don't do this!" Didi... nahi... yeh aap kya keh rahi hain? Didi, please! Aisa mat karo!
Sukhmani looked at her father's pale, defeated face, then at her terrified younger sister. She took a deep breath, her large chest rising as she made the decision. Her own passionless marriage flashed in her mind.

Sukhmani: "Jeevan. Your demand... I accept." Jeevan. Tumhari maang... mujhe manzoor hai.

Manjeet Kaur: "Sukhmani! No!" Sukhmani! Nahi!

Sukhmani: "I will divorce Rohan. I will... marry you. Now, let my sister's wedding be completed." Main Rohan ko talaq de dungi. Main... tumse shaadi karungi. Ab, meri behen ki shaadi poori hone do.
A stunned silence fell, heavier and more terrifying than the noise before. Jeevan smiled, a slow, dark, victorious smile.

Jeevan: "Excellent. Then let the wedding continue. Both my wives are waiting." Bahut badhiya. Toh shaadi ko jaari rakha jaaye. Meri dono patniyan intezaar kar rahi hain.

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Scene 3: The Unholy Vows

Jeevan: "So get ready Sukhmani, we all 3 are getting married, come sit with me, along with your sister, pandit ji please continue." Toh taiyaar ho jao Sukhmani, hum teeno shaadi kar rahe hain, aao mere paas baitho, apni behen ke saath, pandit ji kripya jaari rakhein.

Pandit Ji: "But... but Jeevan Sahab! This is adharma! It is a great sin! I cannot marry two sisters! And... and she is already married! This is madness!" Lekin... lekin Jeevan Sahab! Yeh [i]adharma hai! Yeh maha-paap hai! Main do beheno se shaadi nahi karwa sakta! Aur... aur yeh pehle se shaadi-shuda hain! Yeh pagalpan hai!
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Jeevan: "Pandit ji. Your job is to chant the mantras. My job is to decide who sits in the mandap. The debt is paid, the wedding happens. It is that simple. Or perhaps your temple trust needs a... review... of its funding?" Pandit ji. Aapka kaam mantra padhna hai. Mera kaam hai yeh tay karna ki mandap mein kaun baithega. Karz chuka diya gaya hai, shaadi ho rahi hai. Yeh itna hi saral hai. Ya shaayad aapke mandir ke trust ko... uske funding ka... review karwana hai?
The Pandit turned pale and swallowed hard. He looked at Sardar Bhupinder Singh, who just stared at the floor in shame.

Manjeet Kaur: "Sukhmani! Beta, no! Don't do this! Think of Rohan! We will find another way! We will beg! We will sell everything!" Sukhmani! Beta, nahi! Aisa mat karo! Rohan ke baare mein socho! Hum koi aur raasta nikaal lenge! Hum bheekh maang lenge! Hum sab kuch bech denge!

Sukhmani: "Maa, stop. What did Rohan ever give me? A cold bed? A life without passion? At least this... this has a purpose. I am saving our family. I am saving Preet." Maa, bas karo. Rohan ne mujhe kya diya? Ek thanda bistar? Ek bina junoon ki zindagi? Kam se kam iska... iska ek maksad toh hai. Main hamara parivar bacha rahi hoon. Main Preet ko bacha rahi hoon.
Sukhmani walked forward. Her movements were stiff, but deliberate. She didn't look like a victim, she looked like a warrior walking into a battle she knew she had to lose.

Preet: "Didi... Didi, please! No! I don't want this! I don't want to be married! Didi!" Didi... Didi, please! Nahi! Mujhe yeh nahi chahiye! Mujhe shaadi nahi karni! Didi!

Sukhmani: "Quiet, Preet. Be a bride. Your wedding is happening." Chup raho, Preet. Ek dulhan bano. Tumhari shaadi ho rahi hai.
She reached the mandap. Jeevan smiled and patted the silk cushion right next to him, on his other side, opposite the weeping Preet.

Jeevan: "Here, my darling Sukhmani. A wife's rightful place. Preet on the left, you on the right. Perfectly balanced." Yahan, meri pyaari Sukhmani. Ek patni ki sahi jagah. Preet baayi taraf, tum daayi taraf. Bilkul santulit.
Sukhmani sat down. The fire in the center of the mandap crackled, illuminating the scene: one groom, dominant and victorious, seated between two sisters—one terrified and crying, the other stiff, defiant, and beautiful.

Pandit Ji: "As... as you wish, Jeevan ji. Let us... let us resume the rites. Please... uh... please both of you... hold his hands." Jaisi... jaisi aapki ichha, Jeevan ji. Chaliye... chaliye hum rasmein phir se shuru karte hain. Kripya... uh... kripya aap dono... inka haath pakdein.

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Scene 4: The Unholy Pheras

Pandit ji continued, chanting the sacred mantras. His voice trembled, mixing with the quiet sobs of Preet and the shocked silence of the guests.

Pandit Ji: "Now... now it is time for the pheras (rounds). The... the groom and brides will please stand." Ab... ab [i]pheron ka samay hai. Var... aur vadhuyein... kripya khade ho jaayein.[/i]
Jeevan stood up, pulling a weeping Preet with him. He then turned his commanding gaze to Sukhmani.

Jeevan: "You too, Sukhmani. A wife's duty." Tum bhi, Sukhmani. Ek patni ka farz.
Sukhmani rose, her face a mask of cold fury. The Pandit ji, sweating, quickly tied Sukhmani’s [i]chunni to Jeevan’s sash, on one side, and Preet’s on the other. It was a grotesque sight.
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Pandit Ji: "Now... for the first four rounds... the bride... brides... will lead..." Ab... pehle chaar pheron ke liye... vadhu... vadhuyein... aage chalengi...

Jeevan: "No. I will lead. They will follow me. Both of them. From the very first step." Nahi. Main aage chalunga. Woh mere peeche chalengi. Dono ki dono. Pehle kadam se hi.

Pandit Ji: "But Jeevan Sahab, the ritual..." Lekin Jeevan Sahab, yeh toh rasam...

Jeevan: "The ritual is what I say it is. We walk. Now." Rasam woh hai jo main kehta hoon. Hum chalenge. Abhi.
Jeevan began to walk around the holy fire. Preet stumbled, pulled along. Sukhmani walked with a stiff, steady pace, her eyes fixed on the flames.

Preet: (Whispering, sobbing) "Didi... I can't... Didi... this is wrong..." Didi... mujhse nahi ho raha... Didi... yeh galat hai...

Sukhmani: (Whispering, harsh) "Walk, Preet. Just walk. Don't look up. It will be over soon. Just walk." Chalo, Preet. Bas chalti raho. Upar mat dekho. Yeh jaldi khatam ho jayega. Bas chalo.
As they completed the third round, Jeevan’s hand, which was holding Preet’s, brushed deliberately against Sukhmani’s side. He leaned slightly towards her.

Jeevan: (A low, possessive whisper for Sukhmani alone) "You feel that knot, Sukhmani? You are tied to me now. Tighter than your sister. Tighter than your useless husband ever could. You are mine." Tumhe woh gaanth mehsoos ho rahi hai, Sukhmani? Tum mujhse bandh gayi ho ab. Apni behen se bhi zyada mazbooti se. Tumhare us nikamme pati se bhi zyada. Tum meri ho.
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Jeevan took a pinch. He turned to Preet and applied it roughly, almost carelessly. Then he turned to Sukhmani. He smiled, took a full, deep red pinch.

Jeevan: "And now, for my true prize. My elder wife. Open your eyes, Sukhmani. I want you to see this." Aur ab, mere asli inaam ke liye. Meri badi patni. Apni aankhein kholo, Sukhmani. Main chahta hoon tum yeh dekho.
She met his gaze, her own full of hate. He slowly, deliberately, dragged the [i]sindoor through the parting of her hair, marking her as his.
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Pandit Ji: (Voice weak, almost a whisper) "The... the vivah... is... is complete. You are... man and... wives." Yeh... yeh [i]vivaah... sampann... hua. Aap... pati aur... patniyaan hain.[/i]

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Scene 5: The Promise

The fire in the mandap died down a little, but the tension in the hall was hotter than any flame. Jeevan looked at the two women sitting beside him. Preet was shaking, her face buried in her hands. Sukhmani was staring into the fire, her jaw
set, her eyes full of cold rage.

Jeevan: "Sukhmani, listen to me. I am giving you another chance in life. Your previous husband was an asshole. I promise you under this fire, to both of you, I will keep you happy." Sukhmani, meri baat suno. Main tumhein zindagi mein ek aur mauka de raha hoon. Tumhara pichla pati ek badtameez tha. Main tum dono se is aag ke saamne vaada karta hoon, main tumhein khush rakhunga.
Sukhmani slowly turned her head. Her eyes, which Jeevan had desired for so long, were like chips of ice.

Sukhmani: "Happy? You call this happiness? You call this a 'chance'? You have bought me, Jeevan. Like a man buys property. Don't pretend this is an act of kindness." Khush? Tum ise khushi kehte ho? Tum ise 'mauka' kehte ho? Tumne mujhe khareeda hai, Jeevan. Jaise ek aadmi zameen-jaydaad khareedta hai. Yeh dikhawa mat karo ki yeh koi meherbani hai.

Jeevan: "I saved your father from prison and disgrace. I saved your sister from marrying into a ruined family. And I saved you from a passionless, dead marriage. You will see my kindness soon enough. Tonight." Maine tumhare pitaji ko jail aur badnaami se bachaya. Maine tumhari behen ko ek barbaad parivar mein shaadi karne se bachaya. Aur maine tumhein ek bina junoon wali, mari hui shaadi se bachaya. Tum meri meherbani bahut jald dekhogi. Aaj raat.

Sardar Bhupinder Singh: (Voice trembling) "Jeevan... please... the guests..." Jeevan... kripya... mehmaan...

Jeevan: "The guests? The guests have just witnessed a great act of mercy! They should be celebrating. Now, it is time for the bidaai (farewell)." Mehmaan? Mehmaanon ne abhi-abhi ek bahut bada daya ka kaam dekha hai! Unhe toh jashn manana chahiye. Ab, [i]bidaai ka samay ho gaya hai.[/i]

Manjeet Kaur: "Bidaai? For... for both of them? Jeevan, you can't! What will we tell Rohan? What will society say?" Bidaai? Dono... dono ki? Jeevan, tum aisa nahi kar sakte! Hum Rohan ko kya kahenge? Samaaj kya kahega?

Jeevan: "Rohan? Tell him his wife has chosen her family's honor over him. And society? Society will talk for a few days, and then they will bow to my power. You have nothing to fear. I am protecting you." Rohan? Use bata do ki uski patni ne apne parivar ki izzat ko uske upar chuna hai. Aur samaaj? Samaaj kuch din baat karega, aur phir woh meri taakat ke aage jhuk jayega. Aapko darrne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Main aapki raksha kar raha hoon.

Jeevan: (He stood up, pulling Preet to her feet) "Sukhmani. Stand up. You are my wife now. You leave with me." Sukhmani. Khadi ho jao. Tum ab meri patni ho. Tum mere saath chal rahi ho.
Sukhmani stood up slowly, her gaze sweeping over her weeping parents. She knew her old life was over, and this new, terrifying one was just beginning.

Sukhmani: "And if I refuse to walk?" Aur agar main chalne se mana kar doon toh?

Jeevan: "Then I will carry you. In front of everyone. Either way, you are coming home with me. The choice is yours." Toh main tumhein utha kar le jaaunga. Sabke saamne. Dono hi suraton mein, tum mere saath ghar aa rahi ho. Faisla tumhara hai.

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Scene 6: The Chariot

Jeevan: (Shouting to a man at the gate) "Driver! Get the Fortuner. Bring it to the front portico. Now! Today God has blessed me with two wives." Driver! Fortuner nikaalo. Use saamne portico mein laao. Abhi! Aaj bhagwan ne mujhe do patniyon ka aashirvaad diya hai.

The driver, looking confused but scared, ran to fetch the large black SUV. Jeevan turned to the two sisters. He put one hand on Preet's shoulder, who flinched, and his other hand grazed Sukhmani's arm.

Jeevan: "Listen carefully to the arrangement, as it will be from now on. First, Sukhmani will sit. Then, I will sit in the middle. And then, Preet." Baithne ka intezaam dhyaan se suno, kyunki ab se yahi hoga. Pehle, Sukhmani baithegi. Phir, main beech mein baithunga. Aur uske baad, Preet.

Manjeet Kaur: (Wailing) "No! Jeevan, please! Have mercy! Don't take both my daughters! This is... this is against God!" Nahi! Jeevan, kripya! Rehem karo! Meri dono betiyon ko mat le jao! Yeh... yeh bhagwan ke khilaaf hai!

Sukhmani: (Her voice dead, devoid of emotion) "Maa, stop crying. It is useless. You are embarrassing Papa." Maa, rona band karo. Iska koi faayda nahi hai. Aap Papa ko sharminda kar rahi hain.
The Fortuner pulled up. The driver opened the back door. Jeevan smiled broadly at Sukhmani.

Jeevan: "Go on, my darling. Your place is waiting. By the window, so everyone can see the new Mrs. Jeevan. The elder Mrs. Jeevan." Chalo, meri jaan. Tumhari jagah intezaar kar rahi hai. Khidki ke paas, taaki sab nayi Mrs. Jeevan ko dekh sakein. [i]Badi Mrs. Jeevan ko.[/i]
Sukhmani gave her parents one last, long look. Her father couldn't even meet her eyes. She then turned, her back straight, and climbed into the SUV, sliding all the way to the far side.
Preet just stood there, frozen, until Jeevan pushed her gently from behind.

Jeevan: "Your turn, little one. Get in." Tumhari baari, choti. Andar baitho.
Preet stumbled, climbed in, and huddled against the other door. Jeevan then got in, seating himself in the large space between them. The car door shut with a heavy, final thud.

Jeevan: (To the driver) "Drive. Take us home. And tell the guards to lock the gates behind us. The celebrations are over." Gaadi chalao. Humein ghar le chalo. Aur guards ko kehna ki hamare peeche gate lock kar dein. Jashn khatam ho gaya hai.

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Scene 7: The Journey Home

Sukhmani: (Sitting stiffly in the car) "Jeevan, what do I tell Rohan?" Jeevan, main Rohan ko kya kahungi?
The car pulled away from the marriage hall, leaving her parents standing like statues in the doorway. The city lights blurred past the windows.

Jeevan: (He laughed, a low, satisfied sound) "Rohan? Are you still thinking about that weak man? You will tell him nothing." Rohan? Tum abhi bhi us kamzor aadmi ke baare mein soch rahi ho? Tum use kuch nahi kahogi.

Sukhmani: "What does that mean, 'nothing'? He will call my phone. He will come to my parents' house when I don't return tonight. He is my husband!" Iska kya matlab hai, 'kuch nahi'? Woh mere phone par call karega. Jab main aaj raat ghar nahi lautungi toh woh mere maa-baap ke ghar aayega. Woh mera pati hai!

Jeevan: "He was your husband. Now, I am. Give me your phone." Woh tumhara pati [i]tha. Ab, main hoon. Apna phone mujhe do.
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Sukhmani: "What? No." Kya? Nahi.

Jeevan: "Sukhmani. Do not start our marriage with a fight you cannot win. Give. Me. The phone." Sukhmani. Hamari shaadi ki shuruaat ek aisi ladaai se mat karo jo tum jeet nahi sakti. Phone. Mujhe. Do.
She hesitated, her eyes flashing. He simply held his hand out, patient. With a sharp exhale, she dug her phone out of her purse and slapped it into his palm.

Jeevan: "Good. Now, I will handle Rohan. I will send him a text from your number telling him you are leaving him. That you are ashamed of his inability to be a real man. And that you have found someone who is." Bahut badhiya. Ab, Rohan ko main sambhal lunga. Main tumhare number se use ek text bhej dunga ki tum use chhod rahi ho. Ki tum uski na-mardangi se sharminda ho. Aur yeh ki tumhein koi aisa mil gaya hai jo asal mard hai.

Sukhmani: "He... he will come to my father's house! He will create a scene!" Woh... woh mere pitaji ke ghar aayega! Woh wahan tamasha karega!

Jeevan: "And my men will be there to greet him. They will explain the situation. Very clearly. He will not bother you again. I own your father, Sukhmani... and now, I own you." Aur mere aadmi wahan uska swagat karne ke liye honge. Woh use haalaat samjha denge. Bahut saaf-saaf. Woh tumhein phir se pareshan nahi karega. Main tumhare baap ka maalik hoon, Sukhmani... aur ab, main tumhara maalik hoon.
He switched her phone off and put it in his own pocket. Preet let out a tiny, choked sob from the other side.

Jeevan: (Without looking at Preet) "Quiet, Preet. Wives should be silent when their husband is speaking. You both have much to learn." Chup raho, Preet. Jab pati baat kar raha ho toh patniyon ko shaant rehna chahiye. Tum dono ko abhi bahut kuch seekhna hai.

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Scene 9: A Sister's Plea


All three of them were now walking towards the farmhouse. The heavy, carved wooden door stood open, spilling yellow light onto the gravel path. Jeevan walked a few steps ahead of them. Preet, her feet dragging, suddenly pulled Sukhmani to the side, just in the shadow of a large pillar.

Preet: (Whispering urgently) "Didi, Please agree. We will be together always, for life. He loves you a lot, he is way better than Rohan." Didi, please maan jao. Hum hamesha saath rahenge, poori zindagi. Woh aapse bahut pyaar karte hain, woh Rohan se kahin behtar hain.

Sukhmani: (Her voice a harsh, low hiss) "Are you insane? 'Loves me'? He threatened our father! He blackmailed me into a second marriage on your wedding day! That is not love!" Kya tum pagal ho gayi ho? 'Pyaar karte hain'? Usne hamare pitaji ko dhamki di hai! Usne tumhari shaadi ke din mujhe blackmail karke doosri shaadi ki hai! Yeh pyaar nahi hai!

Preet: "But Didi, he... he wanted you. He could have just taken the money. He could have ruined Papa. But he chose you. That... that must mean something. And... and you were never happy with Rohan." Lekin Didi, woh... woh aapko [i]chahte the. Woh sirf paise bhi le sakte the. Woh Papa ko barbaad kar sakte the. Lekin unhone aapko chuna. Iska... iska kuch toh matlab hoga. Aur... aur aap Rohan ke saath kabhi khush nahi theen.
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Sukhmani: "Preet, that is lust, not love! He wants a toy. He wants... this." (She gestures angrily at her own voluptuous body). "He doesn't care about us." Preet, woh [i]hawas hai, pyaar nahi! Use ek khilona chahiye. Use... yeh chahiye. Use hamari koi parwah nahi hai.
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Preet: "But we are together, Didi. I... I'm scared to be alone with him. If you are there... I won't be so scared. Please, Didi... just do what he says. For me. For Papa." Lekin hum saath toh hain, Didi. Main... main unke saath akele hone se darr rahi hoon. Agar aap wahan hongi... toh main itna nahi darungi. Please, Didi... bas wahi karo jo woh kehte hain. Mere liye. Papa ke liye.
Sukhmani looked at her little sister's terrified, tear-streaked face. Her own anger wavered, replaced by a cold, protective resolve.

Jeevan: (His voice echoing from the doorway) "Enough whispering! Are my wives coming inside, or do I need to come and get you? The night is waiting." Bahut fusfusaana ho gaya! Meri patniyan andar aa rahi hain, ya mujhe aakar tumhein laana padega? Raat intezaar kar rahi hai.

Sukhmani: (Taking Preet's hand, her voice firm) "We are coming. Stop crying, Preet. We have to face this. Together." Hum aa rahe hain. Rona band karo, Preet. Humein iska saamna karna hai. Ek saath.

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Scene 10: The Golden Cage

Jeevan led them inside. The farmhouse was stunning—all polished wood, plush carpets, and vast windows looking out onto a dark, manicured lawn. His voice, once hard as iron, was now smooth and warm, like honey.

Jeevan: "Welcome to your new home. Our home. Isn't it beautiful? I had this place built for a family." Aapka apne naye ghar mein swagat hai. Hamara ghar. Sundar hai na? Maine yeh jagah ek parivar ke liye banwayi thi.
He smiled, a charming, genuine smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. He gestured to the large, open-plan kitchen.

Jeevan: "This is the heart of the house. Sukhmani, you seem like someone who knows her way around a kitchen. You will manage the house. The staff, the meals... you will be the badi bahu, the elder mistress." Yeh is ghar ka dil hai. Sukhmani, tum aisi lagti ho jise kitchen ki acchi samajh hai. Tum ghar sambhalogi. Staff, khaana... tum [i]badi bahu, badi malkin banogi.
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Sukhmani: "And Preet?" Aur Preet?

Jeevan: "Ah, Preet." (He smiled gently at the younger sister). "Preet will learn from you. She will take care of... me. Of our personal needs. And, of course, she will assist you in everything." Ah, Preet. Preet tumse seekhegi. Woh... mera khayal rakhegi. Hamari zarooraton ka. Aur, baki sab cheezon mein woh tumhari madad karegi.

Preet: (Looking down, blushing slightly) "Ji... as you say." Ji... jaisa aap kahein.

Sukhmani: "Just an hour ago, you were a monster. Now you are acting like a loving husband. Which one is real, Jeevan?" Bas ek ghanta pehle, tum ek rakshas the. Ab tum ek pyaar karne wale pati ki tarah bartav kar rahe ho. Inmein se asli kaun hai, Jeevan?

Jeevan: "Both are real, my love. I am a monster to my enemies. But I am a loving, generous husband to my wives... as long as they are loyal and obedient. You see, I am a very simple man." Dono hi asli hain, meri jaan. Main apne dushmanon ke liye ek rakshas hoon. Lekin main apni patniyon ke liye ek pyaar karne wala, dil-daar pati hoon... jab tak woh wafadaar aur aagyakari rehti hain. Dekho, main bahut hi saral aadmi hoon.
He led them down a wide hallway, stopping at a set of large double doors.

Jeevan: "You give me your complete devotion, and I will give you a life of luxury you've only dreamed of. No more worries about your father's debts. No more useless husbands like Rohan. Just this. Just us." Tum mujhe apni poori shradha do, aur main tumhein aisho-araam ki woh zindagi doonga jiske tumne sirf sapne dekhe hain. Ab tumhare pitaji ke karzon ki koi chinta nahi. Rohan jaise bekaar pati aur nahi. Bas yeh. Bas hum.

Jeevan: "And it all starts tonight. This is our room. The master bedroom. Everything we need is inside." Aur yeh sab aaj raat se shuru hota hai. Yeh hamara kamra hai. Master bedroom. Humein jis bhi cheez ki zaroorat hai, woh andar hai.

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Scene 11: The Arrangement

Jeevan pushed open the double doors. The room was massive, dominated by a huge king-sized bed decorated with flowers for the suhagraat. Along one wall were several large, built-in wardrobes.

Jeevan: "My men are bringing all your clothes, your accessories and other items that you use daily in your life. These are the almirahs... 4 in total, 2 for Sukhmani, 2 for Preet." Mere aadmi tumhare saare kapde, tumhari accessories aur tumhari roz ki zaroorat ka saara samaan la rahe hain. Yeh almirah hain... total 4, 2 Sukhmani ke liye, 2 Preet ke liye.

Sukhmani: "Where is your almirah?" Tumhari almirah kahan hai?

Jeevan: "Mine is in the other bedroom, it is also my work room. We have a common washroom which has 2 doors, one door from my work room and one door from this master bedroom." Meri almirah doosre bedroom mein hai, woh mera kaam karne ka kamra bhi hai. Hamara ek common washroom hai jiske 2 darwaze hain, ek darwaza mere kaam wale kamre se aur ek darwaza is master bedroom se.
Sukhmani looked at the king-sized bed. It was big, but not for three adults.

Sukhmani: "Will we 3 sleep together on this bed? Isn't it going to be small?" Kya hum teeno is bistar par ek saath soyenge? Yeh chota nahi padega?

Jeevan: "I will have a new, custom-made bed made for us by next week. For this week, we will have to manage." Main agle hafte tak humare liye ek naya, custom-made bed banwa doonga. Is hafte ke liye, humein manage karna padega.

Sukhmani: "I meant, how we will sleep? Who will sleep where?" Mera matlab tha, hum soyenge kaise? Kaun kahan soyega?

Jeevan: (Smiling) "That is a very good question, Sukhmani. The arrangement is simple. I will sleep in the middle. My two wives will sleep on either side of me." Yeh bahut accha sawaal hai, Sukhmani. Intezaam bahut saral hai. Main beech mein sounga. Meri dono patniyan mere dono taraf soyengi.

Preet: (Whispering) "No..." Nahi...

Jeevan: "Preet on the left, and you, my dear Sukhmani, on the right. Just like in the mandap. Perfectly balanced. Now, go. Freshen up. I will be back in 15 minutes. Be ready for me. Both of you." Preet baayi taraf, aur tum, meri pyaari Sukhmani, daayi taraf. Bilkul mandap ki tarah. Ekdum santulit. Ab, jao. Fresh ho jao. Main 15 minute mein wapis aaunga. Mere liye taiyaar rehna. Tum dono.

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Scene 12: The Proof

Jeevan had his hand on the doorknob, about to leave for his workroom. He paused as Sukhmani spoke, a challenging glint in her eyes.

Sukhmani: "Jeevan, you think you can satisfy both of us on the bed?" Jeevan, tumhein lagta hai tum hum dono ko bistar mein santusht kar paaoge?
Jeevan turned around slowly. His charming, calm smile returned, but it was now filled with a raw, masculine confidence. He walked back to the center of the room, standing directly in front of both women.

Jeevan: "See this." Yeh dekho.
With no hesitation, Jeevan untied the drawstring of his wedding pajamas and let them fall to his knees. He was fully, massively erect. Preet gasped and immediately looked at the floor, her face burning red. Sukhmani's eyes widened, her gaze locked onto him in a mix of shock and an involuntary flicker of... interest.
Jeevan let them look for a long moment, his smile unwavering.

Jeevan: "I don't need to say more. It is you two... you need to worry about satisfying me in bed. I will be back in 15 minutes." Mujhe aur kuch kehne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Yeh toh tum dono ho... tumhein chinta karni chahiye ki tum mujhe bistar mein kaise santusht karogi. Main 15 minute mein wapis aa raha hoon.

[Pvzro]

Wow what an erotic and amazing plot seems to be very nice story

Keep updating dear writer

[sexaddict69]

Next update please

[Shivani sharma]

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