"Bhabhi you don't have to worry about your outfit. And ladies I have already decided your outfits. Trust me you will like them. The only thing which you have to worry is your accessories............. Let me call someone and them to bring all the outfits." Pritika declared. She was very excited to know how Krushi will look in her designed dress.
(Time skip to the reception)
The reception was held in Abhimaan's hotel. It was a grand ceremony but Krushi's face was hidden as in future it may affect her. Her every moves will be a news report. The media was now aware about Abhimaan's wife but her name, her face or anything was not revealed.
"You did a great job. Well done." Abhimaan praised Pritika looking at Krushi who was wearing a mint green coloured lehenga and a red dupatta pinned to her head. She was talking to Prakruti's colleagues trying her best to put up with the conversation. Abhimaan laughed at her struggle silently.
"SOS" a message pinged in Abhimaan's phone. It was from Krushi. He looked at her direction raising a brow.
"Save ur wife from this situation 🥺" she messaged again trying her best to show that she was really enjoying talkin' to them.
He shooked his head.
She pouted.
She mouthed please.
"What will I get in return?" He messaged her.
She secretly took a look of her phone. She scrunched her nose and mumbled some curses.
"Anything you ask." She said giving up.
"Anything?" He pinged.
She readily nodded.
He went towards her adjusting his coat and wrist watch.
"Excuse me ladies, can I have my wife?" he said.
"No." They all teased him.
"Even if you deny I will have her." He pulled her towards him. Prakruti's co-workers gave him a knowing smile."Thank God! That was really boring. I first time will agree that Sen sir's classes were more interesting." Krushi joined her hands.
"Did I say you look stunning?"
"Sadly, no. Not even my husband praised me today." She pouted.
"Such a bad person. You should leave him and come to me. I will shower you with praises ,gifts , clothings and you name it." He winked at her."I am sorry sir. I love my husband more than any of those things you mentioned. I know he is little dumb, idiotic, stupid, egoistic, but what to do, afterall he's mine. You try your chance in next birth. In this birth I only belong to him." She too played with him.
"I will spare you today as you praised me." He said.
"Oh here you are! You both come with me." Abhishek pulled both of them.
"Where?" He ignored Abhimaan's question and led them to the secluded part of the hotel's garden.
Pritika, Kaira, Vishal, Avyan, Ved, Bhavya, Somya, Nikhil, Sameera, Aarna, Ritik and some other close friends and some other children of the business deligates who were of the same age were there.
"Are we all having any meeting or something like that?" Krushi asked in an unsure tone.
"No, bhabhi. I just realised that you two didn't have a wedding photoshoot and I haven't given you any wedding gift so I thought to kill two birds with one arrow." Abhishek said."It was not needed bhai."
"What not needed? It's absolutely needed." Abhimaan pulled her to the middle of the garden."What are you doing?" She pulled herself away from Abhimaan.
"Bhabhi, do you think me as an outsider that you don't want to accept my gift?" Abhishek asked. It was clear that he was hurt.
"No bhai. I am sorry if I made you feel that. It's just that I never had a photoshoot before. I am ju-"
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life goes rollercoaster
General Fiction"I won't marry a 29 years old hag like you." Krushi shouted at him. "Are you sure future wifey?" Abhimaan asked her bemused. "See this"