Next Morning.
I was very excited to plan Priyanks's wedding. Well, not the whole thing but the clothing part. I reached the office a bit earlier than always and researched some ideas for Priyanka.
Priyanka and Rudra walked in with coffee in their hands.
Bliss!
Just to be clear, coffee is bliss; not Priyanka and Rudra.
"Here, for you." Prinku passed me one.
"Thanks. Lucas is waiting inside." I said and we went in.
Rudra, Priyanka, Lucas and I sat around the table with numerous ideas laid on it. We selected a few but then disliked them again.
"Hey, can I talk to you?" I asked Priyanka and we went out of the cabin.
"Everything alright?" She asked.
"Yesterday when Rudra said that Anika di hasn't talked to him for 3 years I.... I feel it's my fault. Could you just let me talk to Anika di?" I asked.
"No, absolutely not. Although Om is my brother he deserves a bit of a punishment. Ever since what happened with you every single person is pampering him like a child. And what happened was not your fault so don't take it out on yourself." Priyanka said sternly.
"Prinku..." I opened my mouth to fight my side but she cut me off.
"You already broke our bro code by mentioning The Oberoi's. So, quit it now and help me make an amazing lehenga for my wedding." Priyanka said and pulled me inside.
We facetimed Ranveer a couple of times to get his opinion on things.
We had accomplished a pretty good wedding for Priyanka and Ranveer at least in terms of clothes in about a month. In this whole month, Priyanka, Rudy, Lucas, and I had sleepless nights to discuss the designs, arguments, and some very joyful moments.
"It's here!" Priyanka jumped looking in her phone.
"What is?" Rudra asked.
"The wedding card!" Prinku announced. Wow that was amazing!
"Show it to me." Rudra said and snatched it from her hand.
"Okay, I know indian weddings don't specifically have such things but I would love to have you as my maid of honor, well matron of honor." Priyanka said.
I almost jumped in excitement but in a split second I realised that if I was at her wedding, I would have to come face to face with someone I don't want to; and to ask her to cancel out on her own brother for her own wedding, eh, would be too selfish.
Kidding.
"Priyanka, I'd love to but..."
"But my ass! You're the matron of honor, and that's final." she declared.
No! Please no.
"How can I leave LA for so many days?" I fought.
"Leave that to Lucas, he's the boss." Prinku fought back too.
Just back off!
"I swear I will not have Ranveer put the garland across my neck unless you are by my side telling me that I am doing the right thing." Priyanka was pleading now.
"Fine. I'll be your matron of honor." I said, glumly. I didn't want to break her heart. Also how long was I going to hide from Omkara? It's not like I would go running into his arms when I see him. I had to face this.
"You do realise you said but my ass now right? I mean, butt and ass? Prinku; couldn't think of anything better?" Rudra asked, making his funny face and his logic sign.
