At Khurana Mansion
"Arpana where is list of all the guest." Harish Khanna entered the hall.
"I understand you love Aadhya more than anyone but that doesn't mean you can't trust me for her wedding preparations. I have already sent the invitations to all the guest than why you want the list?" Arpana asked little annoyed with her husband's behavior.
"Sweet wifey, I know you invited all the guest personally, I just want to reassure that all the things are going well. You know I want this marriage to be the best marriage in Ahmedabad."
"Don't worry Dad, we will make this wedding memorable for Aadhya." This time said Randhir, who was standing at house entrance with his secretary.
"Where is the wedding planner, I told him to use only red roses for decoration and this lightning. OMG! Robin! Robin!"
Here it goes now he acts like the best brother and why not after all Aadhya is best so her loved ones should be best too. But who knows about the future maybe she'll be left alone in future.Lets not talk about future and focus on present. I am such a stupid, sorry guys I forget to tell you that here comes our Angel.
"Bhai"
She is coming downstairs wearing a beautiful pink colored long kurti with jeans. Eyes on ground watching her own steps. Curly long windy hairs with center partition waving backwards as she's coming down the stairs.
"Aadhu"
Randhir halted in his track, he was heading towards the back garden where mehndi (Indian ritual of applying henna on brides hands and feet) preparation were going on.
"I-I wanna talk." Said Aadhya with a little raspy voice and catching her breath.
"Princess I'll talk to you later, I have to look after all the preparations."
"But-"Aadhya tried to make her point but Randhir being Randhir interrupted her before she could complete.
"No buts. We'll talk later."
"Mom! Dad!" She went to living area where her parents are seated. She is acting like a five year old cry baby who is trying to grab everyone's attention but ends up getting no heed. (Don't worry Aadhya this is story of every kid. We are still kids to our parents).
"Aadhya, princess what are you doing here. Go get ready for your mehndi."
"But Dad-"
"Princess we'll talk later as me, and your mom are going to Chief Minister's home to invite him to your wedding. Arpana let's go."
This time Aadhya's frustration reached its peak point as no one is ready to listen what she wanna say. Okay fine, you don't wanna listen then I know how to make you all listen.
"I am trying to say that I don't wanna marry." This time Aadhya played her ace card.
As soon as these words left her mouth, all went to frozen state, Randhir, Mr and Mrs. Khurana and servants all have stopped whatever they were doing and fixed their gaze at Aadhya. Servants were passing glances towards each other.
"Hey, are you in your senses?" Randhir asked breaking the silence and heading towards her to check if she caught some kind of brain fever.
"Yes 100%" answered Aadhya
"I think she hit her head somewhere." This time it comes from her father's side.
"Whatever you people think but me, Aadhya Khurana is not going to marry until I get my wedding dress."
"Oh, Thank God" Randhir sighed a breath of relief.
"Aadhya beta(child) you scared us." Arpana played her role.
"I don't care Mom, I want my lehenga in front of my eyes and I am giving you an hour otherwise forget about this marriage." There is no chance in hell that she head back from her decision.
"Okay! Okay!! you'll get your lehenga in next half an hour. Is it fine? Now go and get ready for your mehndi."
"You are world's best Dad.Love you."
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