His Unexpected, Crazy Wife! || ✔

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#Fun fact  -A chef's hat has exactly 100 pleats meant to represent the 100 ways to cook an egg.

Deceased Prithvi Raj Singh Oberoi and his wife Kalyani Oberoi were the founders of Oberoi Industries, one of the most admirable on the national work front. As the years passed, their eldest son Tej S Oberoi, took over the groups and reached many heights. Tej was born a leader, with a perfect amount of arrogance filled but his office qualities were never shown at home.  While his younger brother, Shakthi S Oberoi, was more silent with deep observation skills and was always ready in following his brother's footsteps. Well, surprisingly he was a more gullible and prime believer in spirituality.

Kalyani didn't want anything but her family to be united and stayed happier with all her grandchildren.

Shivaay S Oberoi, the only son of Shakti and his wife Pinky was the firstborn in the third generation and was designated to rule the business world. However, having no interest in it, he went on to finish off his bachelor's in culinary arts in Italy. Much to Tej's displeasure, he wished Shivaay to train under himself, and take over the entire empire. Regardless of that, Tej loved him like his own son, restraining all the common behaviour with him.

But that wasn't fated.

Omkara S Oberoi, eldest son of Tej and his wife Jhanvi, and second-born was a sculpture artist in the process. Om as all called him so, was like his uncle much to Tej's amusement. He was silent, poetic and everything his father wasn't.

Rudra S Oberoi, youngest of all. Immature, naive and flirty son of Tej and Jhanvi. His family members expected him to be a baby girl at the time of his birth. Nevertheless, they never predicted him to be this carefree, lazy going boy.

In short, the Oberoi family is the craziest of all. Being deprived of a daughter both Tej and Shakthi carved for a well-behaved daughter-in-law at least.

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Pinky Oberoi pushed her phone aside, in which she was commenting on each culinary video by her son a few minutes back and wondered about him. It has been nearly a month since his phone call or text. Her anxious heart thumped hard for him, she searched the online annals of his social media accounts and surprisingly he was away from there too.

No traces of him.

"Mala coffee dena. A strong one." She cupped her head with a bubbling headache. When the maid appeared with a cup of hot sizzling coffee, she stayed mum not reacting to her for a good few minutes.

[Trans- Mala prepare me a cup of coffee.]

Pinky just gripped her coffee mug and started relishing it and appreciated Mala for it. The other family members arrived at the hall and slumped down reliving their Sunday, the only free day 8n the week.

"Didn't my charming lad reach you out? He is unpredictable like his father, Shakti these days. He forgot me! His baade papa." Tej walked into the scene grumpily, glaring at Pinky. He scowled at not finding his other pair of socks.

"Bhai saab aap bhi na?" Shakti pouted hearing his elder brother and stretched the aarti taal he was holding. Tej shook his head at his usual behaviour and swivelled his palms on the burning flame as a blessing.

[Trans- You too brother.]

"I don't know jeeth Ji. He isn't receiving any of our calls. Kaisa hein mera heera beta?" Pinky tensed up, massaging her head.

[Trans- brother in law. Don't how my precious son is]

"I will send a search party. Khanna?" He yelled calling the head of security officers, Naman Khanna.