When The Playboy Meets The Tomboy

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Khushi POV

Seven days passed like 7 hours. Everything was so fast, preparations for engagement. Both our families are moving steps so quickly like they want me to trap into his foolishness. Wedding is after three days then what's the need of an engagement. Seriously I don't know rituals at first place.

Today is engagement. I am going to engaged to him for making him come out of his dumb zone. I am praying to God for not making me like him at last. Since he is Arnav, I can't guarantee about anything.

It has been two days since I went to work. Amma forced me to take a leave. She is thinking I will be a queen and I don't need to work in the future. But she doesn't know that it is fake marriage at first place.

I am now waiting in my home for Lavanya to come. She, NK, and my di want to go somewhere with me. I guess it is beauty parlor. Even though NK knows that it is fake, he hopes for best of me. He wants me to see as a girl at least in my engagement and my wedding. I don't know where is his brain.

My di is happy, that's what I want. She wants my marriage to happen according to rituals when I prefer a simple marriage.  My di wants to have a marriage, she dreams about a prince Charming but fate played opposite.

"Khushi." Di called me.

"Aren't we going somewhere? "

"No, Lavanya and the make-up girl will come here. If we told you you will sleep at that time instead of waiting like this. " She giggled.

"Khushi.. I am here. " Lavanya came. Forget to say, when Arnav informed about our marriage she thought my hair style is one thing that draws that dumb's attention. So she cut her hair upto her shoulder. But she was crying that day and said, 'where is my prince charming?'

I don't understand why everyone I knows are so weirdo.

"Go and wear this. " She extended a shopping bag to me.

"What's this? " I asked confused.

"Then what you think, you are gonna get engaged by wearing those T-shirt? " She raised her eye brow. Yeah, it is my mistake.

Getting inside my room I wear that lehenga. It is red in color and don't forget to say it is very heavy. I feel like I am carrying some load. I wonder how girls wear these. Thankfully it isn't exposed anywhere. When Arnav asked my measurements, I clearly said him to make sure that, the dress don't reveal anywhere, if so I won't wear it. Seems like it helped, sleeves too pretty long for my luck.

I opened the door making others open their mouth, "woow, khushi you look awesome. " Di said. If I looks bad, she would say the same.

"You need some make up, then your groom will get heart attack for sure. " Lavanya too said.

Making me sit on the chair, Lavanya opened her make up box. Di is sitting on my bed. Putting something on my face and washing it, she said, "I just moisturized your face. "

She is drawing eye make up, I suppose. Drawing on my eyes up and down, eye lashes and again my eyes using different things. Oh my God! These things are really...

"My eyes are itching. " I stated.

"It is because you don't wear it often. "

"Keep quiet khushi" Di warned me.

No need to say, eye makeup, lipstick and foundations. I am feeling scared, but I don't know why I am scared.

"Let's wear this wig too." She placed that on my head.