The Universe Conspired For Us To Meet

Jayne turned scarlet. She panted while trying to catch up on her breath. She didn't know what to do. The applause turned even more loud. She gracefully bowed to the crowd as the flush crept up to her face.

She then looked for Ronnie in the crowd. When she found him, their eyes met. She scurried towards him grinning and hugged him burying her head in his ċhėst while the crowd continued dancing giving the couple their moment.

Ronnie gently patted her shoulders and gushed, "My God! Wifey you did great! Is it by any chance that you are a dancer? I'm now sure that you must be one my mystery girl."

Jayne thought about it and said, "Was I that good? I never realized that I was the only one dancing and everyone had stopped already."

Then she lifted her head from his ċhėst and chided, "Even you! Neither did you alert me. That was so embarrassing," she pouted.

"Oh good that I didn't stop you. Or else how would I know that you are such a wonderful dancer." Ronnie answered her while gently tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

Upon his brief touch, Jayne felt like she had a million buŧŧerflies in her tummy. Her face which had calmed down from the previous flush got into another deep flush. This time she lowered her head, her eyes not leaving her feet.

Ronnie was totally unaware that his touch had such a huge effect on her. He continued answering her previous question, "Well if it was that bad or embarrassing, you wouldn't catch the attention of the entire crowd even earning such a huge round of applause."

Ronnie concluded, "Well, we found at least one clue about your previous life. So at least one mystery is unveiled. let's  continue on this discussion later after we get back from here."

Jayne's mouth curved into a smile and then they walked forward hand-in-hand and joined the crowd.

The next step of the marriage was that they had to visit houses of relatives, where the procedure was to be repeated. Ronnie didn't want Jayne to get tired. Hence he made sure she didn't dance much later on.

But to his surprise, at the mention of dance Jayne had transformed into an entirely different person. She was thoroughly enjoying the dancing and merry-making. Ronnie also felt happy on seeing her happy.

The feasting lasted for the following day and night.

The actual marriage is observed by putting a mark of buŧŧer on the forehead of the bride and groom. Da Nuru and the bride were smeared with the buŧŧer on the forehead. Both of them were smiling shyly to themselves. They didn't talk much except laugh around.

The bride was given a dowry by her family and friends. It consisted of rugs, woolen carpets, yak-wool mats and a cattle.

Then, the party returned home along with the bride.

It was Da Nuru's wedding night.  So everybody left the couple and went back to their respective houses.

Even Jayne and Ronnie got back to their house. On reaching home, Ronnie took the buŧŧer kept near the altar and applied it on Jayne's forehead. His eyes burned amidst the light of the lamp in the dark.

Even Jayne took some buŧŧer and smeared it on Ronnie's forehead.

They didn't speak a word. Their eyes lit up in the darkness of the room.