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1. The stranger strokes again and again the wonderful, long, black hair that flows in shining splendor from the bed to the floor. The light of the moon creates a silky shimmer over the hair waterfall. The stranger's hands become more and more greedy in their desire and play uninhibitedly with the black lure. It becomes so ecstatic that Amisha wakes up from pulling on her scalp, she starts to move and the stranger disappears in a panic.

2. When the door lock clicks into place with a quiet click, Amisha jumps up in her bed, startled. She breathes heavily and is amazed at the silky feeling of her hair lying around her body. Her hair is open. Did she sleep so restlessly that her bun came loose when she moved back and forth? Maybe she had a nightmare that she no longer remembers? That would explain her excitement. Surprised, Amisha ties her hair up, lies down and goes back to sleep.

3. In the morning Amisha stands in front of the mirror and gets ready. Her thick hair is tied in a majestic bun and she is wearing a magnificent saree. As she is putting on her earrings, Jadoo, Suravi's son, comes into her room. Suravi owns the house.

4. Amisha turns around in shock. "What are you doing here? Your mother Suravi wouldn’t like it if we were alone in a room.”
"I know. But I had to see you.” Jadoo comes closer and looks at the beautiful Rapunzel.
"Why?"
“I know you noticed. I mean last night.”
"What?"
"Do not act like that. You know that I was in your room last night and I was the one who opened your hair.”
Amisha looks outraged, as if she had heard an indecent obscenity. “Yes, my hair was down when I woke up. It was you? Why??"
"I love your hair. Ever since you lived with us, I have been waiting to touch this silky tide.”
"WHAT? No, you're not allowed to. Your mother would forbid it. Please stop it. I don’t want you to touch my hair again.”
"But. Each night. Because I’m going to marry you.”
Amisha stands there completely shocked, she doesn't know how to answer that. “Please stop, your mother will never allow this. She does not like me. Please go now and forget this stupid idea.” She is close to tears.
“I will convince my mother and then you will become my wife.” Jadoo leaves the room and slams the door.
Amisha turns around and dramatically puts her hand on her cheek, at first she looks worriedly into the mirror, but then she begins to smile hopefully. Without Amisha noticing, someone is standing in front of her window, which is half open, staring at her with hatred.

Part 3 is coming soon............

Description
1. The stranger strokes again and again the wonderful, long, black hair that flows in shining splendor from the bed to the floor. The light of the moon creates a silky shimmer over the hair waterfall. The stranger's hands become more and more greedy in their desire and play uninhibitedly with the black lure. It becomes so ecstatic that Amisha wakes up from pulling on her scalp, she starts to move and the stranger disappears in a panic.

2. When the door lock clicks into place with a quiet click, Amisha jumps up in her bed, startled. She breathes heavily and is amazed at the silky feeling of her hair lying around her body. Her hair is open. Did she sleep so restlessly that her bun came loose when she moved back and forth? Maybe she had a nightmare that she no longer remembers? That would explain her excitement. Surprised, Amisha ties her hair up, lies down and goes back to sleep.

3. In the morning Amisha stands in front of the mirror and gets ready. Her thick hair is tied in a majestic bun and she is wearing a magnificent saree. As she is putting on her earrings, Jadoo, Suravi's son, comes into her room. Suravi owns the house.

4. Amisha turns around in shock. "What are you doing here? Your mother Suravi wouldn’t like it if we were alone in a room.”
"I know. But I had to see you.” Jadoo comes closer and looks at the beautiful Rapunzel.
"Why?"
“I know you noticed. I mean last night.”
"What?"
"Do not act like that. You know that I was in your room last night and I was the one who opened your hair.”
Amisha looks outraged, as if she had heard an indecent obscenity. “Yes, my hair was down when I woke up. It was you? Why??"
"I love your hair. Ever since you lived with us, I have been waiting to touch this silky tide.”
"WHAT? No, you're not allowed to. Your mother would forbid it. Please stop it. I don’t want you to touch my hair again.”
"But. Each night. Because I’m going to marry you.”
Amisha stands there completely shocked, she doesn't know how to answer that. “Please stop, your mother will never allow this. She does not like me. Please go now and forget this stupid idea.” She is close to tears.
“I will convince my mother and then you will become my wife.” Jadoo leaves the room and slams the door.
Amisha turns around and dramatically puts her hand on her cheek, at first she looks worriedly into the mirror, but then she begins to smile hopefully. Without Amisha noticing, someone is standing in front of her window, which is half open, staring at her with hatred.

Part 3 is coming soon............