Finding us

Chapter 87

***Mature content ahead***

"Kamino yeh kya hai?!" Nikhil hissed, turning around to glare at his friends.

"Enjoy!" The men smirked before guffawing with laughter.

"Fuck you man!!" Nikhil groaned as he gazed at his bedroom.

Abhi, Naina, Rohan and Priya were all roaring with laughter.

"Well enjoy your wedding night mate!" Abhi patted Nikhil on the back before he walked away, dragging a giggling Naina along with him.

"Saala tera time toh abi baaki hai!" Nikhil hissed at Rohan, glaring murder at him.

"I thought you've crossed your chest and sworn you won't trouble me?" Rohan crossed his arms across his chest and raised his eyebrow.

"That was before I saw the state of my beautiful bedroom you fucker!!" Nikhil clenched his jaw.

"Ah in that case, I should make the most of the available time. Come on Pri, let's make most of our time" Rohan winked, tugging Priya to his chest.

And before she could say anything, he'd pecked her lips and dragged her behind him as he too left, leaving a huffing and puffing and angry Nikhil at the threshold of his room.

The floor of his large bedroom was covered with tiny paper cups filled to the brim with blue colored water.  There were cups everywhere he looked. He couldn't even push them and walk inside!! Or could he?

Diya was sat on the beautifully decorated four-poster bed, with streamers of jasmine and roses hung all over it. Her face was ducked in the duppatta of her lehenga and he groaned at how far away she was inspite of being married to him!

"Fuck it!" He hissed, entering the room and closing the door shut behind him. He then locked the door - he didn't trust his kamina friends in this matter!!

He looked around. He had just an inch of space to walk forward without tramping over the cups.

"I don't have the patience to deal with this!" He hissed, stomping on the plastic cups and making his way towards Diya. But he slipped and almost fell on the cups.

The liquid from the cups spilt on the carpet below and even drenched his feet, but he did not care, for his gaze was stuck on Diya who was sat on the bed with her face covered by her duppatta and her head bent low!

And when he finally stopped in front of the bed, his breath hitched his throat. Any moment now he'd see her face and then he'd kiss her and make her his!

But the moment he sat on the bed, it wobbled, and a loud clanking and buzzing sound issued. Diya was shaking with stifled giggles but Nikhil couldn't hear her giggles anyway thanks to the clanking right above his head.

His dear friends had not only swapped his soft matress for a wobbly waterbed, but also, added some buzzing and clanking instrument in the four posters of the bed, hiding it neatly under all the Jasmin and rose decorations from the look of it! He couldn't find any bells or any instrument, but every time he moved, his bed wobbled, and the loud clanking issued.

"Fucking assholes!" Nikhil groaned as he looked around the top of the bed to find only strings of  jasmines and roses on the roof of the bed.

"What the fuck have they done??" Nikhil groaned as the bed wobbled underneath him again as he turned around to find the source of the noise.

The clanking and buzzing sound grew louder as he moved, but his eyes were stuck on his pretty wife whose shoulders shook as she giggled.

"Funny for you is it? You helped them in all this I take it?" Nikhil groaned at her once the clinking and buzzing stopped.