Chapter 2: The Host

Just like how Time and Tide wait for none, four days passed in the blink of an eye. Amissa had already overcome her mental damage by this time. Luckily no one from her 'giant family' came to meet her within these few days.

Neither do the doctors who had run a series of examinations on her, including CT Scan and MRI. Only a nurse came in an interval of 3 hours to check if she needed something or not.

And this time was enough to make her mind have a clear image of the host of her body.

The original host of the body was Sarika Dewan. Both of them were of the same age i.e. 23. By looks, the host looks more youthful than her original face as if she's still in her sweet sixteen.

(She was in awe for a whole day after seeing her new face and if not for being she's in this body she would have definitely chased after the owner of the body herself; let alone boys)

Both of them had almost the same hobbies: gardening, painting and dancing. The only difference was that Amissa could also sing and make wood sculptures.

About Education, the original host was especially talented. She could learn anything in a short span of time if she's determined to learn. She had completed her Phd on agriculture at the age of 22.

(Amissa had very gratefully thanked the Almighty after knowing the qualification of the original owner, for transmigrating her here after the original host had completed her Phd. If she was transmigrated in the middle of her studies, God-knows-how she would have messed it all up! One has to know that Amissa's full interest has always on art and creativity, not on books)

Sarika was the one and only daughter of Dewan family, a family whose connections were world-wide. Each of the members are in each and every kind of business dealings. So, being the only daughter of such a rich family and even doted on by all of the members, she was a little arrogant but was kind to all. She had a straight-forward personality and didn't like to beat around the bush all the time. She was clear of her aims and roles in her life.

Sarika had even single-handedly founded a company named "DIVINE" in her 19 which was prospering recently, under a pseudonym of Sanaya. After a year, she had chosen 9 people for work at first who were ambitious and together made the company renowned in the continent. The company at first used to deal with clothes, now it has spread its branches to shoes and jewelleries as well. She had even opened a few shops here and there to get more profits.

Sarika would also donate 5% of her income per month to the orphanages. She would even hire the poor people from here and there if she found them worthy for a position in her company.

Sarika was liked by maximum people. Some even thought her to be the human form of the Goddess. And Amissa also personally liked Sarika's personality. But as the saying goes, Love makes People blind. Sarika was madly in love with Ahil Ahuja who had never spared a single glance at her. Much worse than Saaras!

Saaras would give warning to Amissa from time to time how to stay put with her character. And Amissa wouldn't do anything out of her character either.

And here Sarika and Ahil! Each worse than the other!

Sarika would follow Ahil almost everywhere, even to the men's comfort room and Ahil would either never care about her or insult her non-stop.

The reason Amissa was currently in Sarika's body is also because of this thing.

Ahil had visited a party with a female partner when Sarika, who was already present there with her parents, spotted him out. Then she created a big scene and was pushed at the side by Ahil to save his female companion who was almost beaten by Sarika.

But no one expected her to lose her balance and get hit on her forehead by the sharp corner of a table near her. She had instantly lost consciousness as warm thick liquid spilled out from her wide opened cut on forehead. Later, of course Amissa didn't know what happened as the host lost 'consciousness' and the one who got the 'consciousness' to the body back was Amissa herself and then that confusion started.

So all in all. Everyone, especially her

her family were against them; as Ahil didn't respect their princess, Sarika and Sarika didn't care about getting hurt again.

Speaking of her family, her new family is quite strange. No perfectionary, this world is one which is strange.

Here women can have more than one husband and less than 7 husbands. But men can only have 1 wife and no more. They can get remarried only by divorcing or becoming a widow. More clearly, this is a world of reverse harem systems.

So surprisingly….

Wait! NO!

So unsurprisingly, her 'Mom' has four husbands each having a son with her. Only her first husband has two sons with her and the rest of them have one each. Her biological father was left unidentified as she was the only daughter of the family and they wanted to give equal parental love to her. So Sarika classified her fathers like this:

First Father: Daddy

Second Father: Papa

Third Father: Dadda

Last Father: Babai

Even though she was the youngest of all her siblings, she called her brothers by their name, Yuvi, Binal, Kehul, Panav and Rayin. Each of their names mean one thing that is 'Prince' just like how Sarika means 'Princess'. And each of them has a year and half age gap.

But what confused her the most was how could her mother, no sorry, the women here produce so many children continuously?! Don't they feel pain?! Don't they take preventive measures? Just what the heck is wrong with this world?

One has to know that when a girl goes through her menstrual cycle, she goes through tremendous pain (few can be exceptional) and when a nine month pregnant woman goes into labour that period pains triple up. Amissa herself used to lie down in her bed for the first four days for her menstrual pain.

So the only thing that can give justice to her years of learning and logic is that: WOMEN HERE ARE ALL MASOCHIST! And nothing more!

And if her 'Mother' is compared with the other women from here, she's a lot better. As she had stopped after giving birth to six children. Rest of the families stop at 10 or 11.

My God! They don't know the word "Population Control" at All.

And then again: This is a parallel world like the Earth, but not Earth. Even though here people reproduce like producing paddy or wheat, they have a clean control on the environment. They don't waste food or water. They treat all the plants here as Gods. And oh yeah! The main thing! This place is called Fezixs and here people only have one God (more clearly Goddess) that is Mother Nature. Here every animal, bird and insect lives freely and if anyone wants to adopt an animal they have to go through legal procedures.

Fezixs is more advanced than the modern technologies on Earth. Here people can communicate easily with the animals, birds and insects with a cheap affordable device found everywhere.

Here almost every work starting from furniture, food, clothes are made by groovers (Robots in this world). So, only a few people know how to cook and do crafts.

Sarika's own companies have 80 groovers. Only deliveries and selling are handled by people.

Fezixs is more or less like a Heaven to Amissa who popped out from Earth and landed here. Moreover it's a dreamland for those who loves to play with human like robots but couldn't affort them, and neither can they successfully make them in a second attempt or third, much less than a single attempt.

Here she's in a world full of robots... Oops! A world full of Grooves found everywhere just like trees, humans and animals....

The only thing now that's troubling her is her THREE husbands back at home. She needed to find a way to tackle this problem but didn't know where to start.

Well, this world is a mixture of complicating yet simple things! Too troublesome to choose whether to like it or not!

And then again, she can't just leave this place just because she doesn't like, can she? Or else her second chance of life will go away just like that in the thin air! Foosh!

Then what was she supposed to do? Be a good wife at home and wait for her husbands?!! Huh? Huh?

Amissa was still thinking of a way when the door of her hospital ward was opened loudly, almost giving a heart attack to her little heart. But luckily, she was fine. Just a little startled. She placed a hand on her chest as she patted it and glared at the ill-mannered intruder. And then…

"Who are you?"