• • • Indian Arranged Marriage • • •
~ You're the peace I crave in this chaotic world. ~
He was three, when he held her little finger for the first time. He didn't know, what future held for them. But he did know that he wanted to hold onto this lit...
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"Ahaana! We will start without you." My brother yells outside my bedroom door. I ignore him, focusing back on my makeup. Start without the beautiful bride herself? Sure.
"Mujhe saajan ke ghar jaan—"
"I'm telling him you ran away. Again!" He kicks the door and his footsteps fade away. I quickly get up from my vanity chair, pick my dupatta and run behind him. My poor fiancé will have a heart attack!
"Bhai.. ruko!" I catch Advik's hand at our main door. He turns to throw a glare my way. "Panditji has been waiting for you since last hour." He grovels. I squint my eyes. "So you guys should have let me sleep on time last night! I need my beauty sleep. Who asked you to show me all that stupid decoration?" He helps me put the dupatta while I complain.
"Because it's your wedding dumbo! I wanted you to like your wedding decor." He slaps the back of my head. "Falakkkkkk!" I yell loudly. He puts his palm on my lips and I lick it.
Eww! Sweat!
"I'm not talking to her. Don't make her come here, she's looking breathtaking, I will have to kiss her and my tashanbaazi will have to end!" Advik murmurs, his hand still on my lips. Kanjar!
"What's happening here?" Hearing our mother's sharp voice, we snap our gazes towards the Sahdev entrance door. Our mother stands there glaring at us. I peek a look behind her to see even Shai isn't here yet.
"Maa. You can't yell at me alone. Let Sahil come and you can yell at the both of us. Together. Don't waste your energy twice." Like the calm and collected Ahaana I am, I make my mother understand, oh-so-sweetly.
"Sahil has been here since this started! He just went to get something, Masterji at Mehr asked for— for your bridal lehenga!" I spot Hood who looks like he's not here to attend the Roka but for work. I look at my father, as if feeling my gaze on him, he looks at me. I make a pathetic face.
"Shika... rahan de na. It's her big day!" Papa laughs. I give my mother one last sassy look before walking towards him amd Samyak Paa. From the corner of my eyes, I see Sahil and Yug coming down the stairs.
"Ahaana beta come here." Panditji calls my name. I start to walk towards him with my eyes on my man. Hearing my name, he looks at me and then... he's suddenly going down his knees.
I mean he fell down the last two stairs.
"Sahil!" I run towards him. "I'm fine." He says, taking Yug's hand and standing back up.
"There's some water—"
"Hell yeah! You sure did bring this arsehole to knees." Yug cuts him off and gives me his hand to high-five. I do. One look at Sahil Sahdev and my laughing spree comes to an end. Fluff! This man in kurta— it's one way road to sin.
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