Welcome back guys!
Back with a new one....😉
What will happen when a flirty guy and a philophobic will fall in into the sea of love...❤️❤️❤️
Will their love story complete?🤔
Read the story to know!😃
Enjoy!🤗
Vaish was sitting opposite a dressing table and Avu was standing behind her. She set her head scarf properly and they looked at each other in the mirror. Vaish smiled at her but Avu lost her control. She hugged her tightly and started crying. Vaish was trying to control her tears thought her eyes filled up too. She patted her bat to console her
Vaish: Why are you crying sissy?
Avu didn't reply but continued to cry
Vaish: Look, do you want me to look like an evil witch on the day of my wedding?
Avu nodded negatively
Vaish: So, stop crying or I won't be able to hold back anymore
Avu sniffed and looked at her. She wiped her tears
Avu: Di! Don't go please!
Vaish smiled and caressed her cheeks
Vaish: I have to and I want to! Every girl has to get married one day or the other. And after all, I'm getting married to my choice of man. And don't worry, you will also come, right?
Avu: Where?
Vaish: Won't you get married to my brother-in-law and become my sister-in-law?
She smirked. Avu blushed
Avu: There's a long time to that!
Vaish: Yeah but anyways, I'm just going to a new house. That shouldn't affect our love for each other, OK?
Avu: Is that even a chance? No way! You are my bestie, my sissy, my soul!
Vaish chuckled and hugged her
Avu: I love youuuu!
Vaish: I love you more!
There was a knock on the door. It was Vaish's mom and dad. They saw their daughter and tears filled up their eyes. Avu decided to leave as she wanted to let them have some family time
She quickly headed downstairs to see if anyone needed her help. Just then Reem,Jannat, Ashnoor arrived and she got busy with them
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Soon they were disturbed by loud music from outside the house. They understood and excitedly ran to the main gate
They stood at the main gate as they watched a huge crowd approaching. It was the baraat. Our handsome groom, riding a white horse. But their eyes were fixed on their own men who were dancing like crazy around the horse. They stood with patience yet impatience at the main gate
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