𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋 -𝟏 || 𝐊𝐓𝐇 ✔️

Chapter 2

Reaching the venue, Y/n went to the bride's room to get changed. The makeup artist had already done her makeup and so she only had to wear her dress and do her hair. She did light makeup since she wasn't a person who liked these things.

After doing her hair she stepped inside the changing room, she wore the bridal dress with the help of her mom. Everything was set... she was looking like a beautiful angel bride.

Her mom was slowly getting emotional... she never thought that her daughter would ever get married so early

Even though she had adored her son more than her daughter, she couldn't deny the fact that the person who really made the house a home was Y/n. Her goofiness, her immaturity, her embarrassing fails in school, her clumsy falls, her bragging about herself... she was a bundle of joy that everyone would want and she was glad and lucky that she's her daughter

While Y/n bent down to pick up her earrings which had fallen off, her mom slowly wiped her tears...

"Stand straight"

Y/n looked at her mom, while having a small smile on her face

She wanted to say a lot of things but she didn't want her mom to think it as cringe

The door busted open as her brother came in... checking her

"You want your future husband to faint"

Usually the brides blush at this comment... but Y/n didn't... not because it was an arrange marriage... instead because of her brother who meant it in another way

"Cover your face with a veil... it'll be less ugly"

"What to do when we both almost look alike"

Her brother glared at her while she raised her chin and her eyebrows up gesturing, "What?"

"I need to go to meet my future brother- in law... need to remind him that he still has time to escape from this hell"

"Ishaan" their mom warned him while he raised his hands in air

"I'm just helping the innocent"

"You and help are two things that don't go together"

"You and beauty are two things that'll never go together"

"MOM!"

"Ishaan!"

"At least today, stop fighting like Tom and Jerry"

"I'm just waiting for the wedding to get over... finally no more disturbance... peace and only peace in the house... ahhh... heaven"

"MOM!"

"Ishaan get out!"

"OK chill... oh and mom, dad was asking for you"

"And you're telling this to me now?"

"Be grateful that I at least told you"

"Ufff... this idiot"

"Your son" both of them said in unison while their mom glared at them

"I'm leaving now and no more fighting... one more sound and I'll throw you both off the cliff"

"How will you hear any sound... I'll kill her right after you leave"

"MOM!"

"Ishaan come with me and Y/n, eat something... I've kept the food in your bag... and also wear your bangles after eating, ok don't forget"

She said and dragged Ishaan who was showing his tongue at Y/n, who shook her head not able to believe that he's 4 years older than her

Getting her bag, he opened the tiffin, seeing her favorite chicken biryani made by her mom, she started getting emotional