Diya Mehta loves her simple life, which is full of quiet joys and big dreams.
However, things get out of hand when she has to become a replacement for her cousin Riya, who ran away.
Diya gets married to Rishabh Singh Rathore all of a sudden, a ric...
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More than a week passed since the reception.
After that incident, many things changed. Rishabh and Diya were more comfortable around each other. Little teasings and cuddles were all they did for now. They have to spend their whole life together so they didn't want to rush things.
In such a short period of time, the whole family was attached to Diya. What else could Rishabh even ask for?
Rishabh was also happy that his younger brother became fond of Diya. Krishna spent most of his life away from his family due to several reasons. This is why even though he was close to them he still wasn't comfortable enough to share his problems with them but Krishna became best friends with Diya. He shares everything with her, talks to her and Diya knows Krishna's whereabouts the whole time.
Their lives were going pretty calmly unaware of the upcoming troubles.
In the afternoon,
Everyone went to their work.
The ladies, Anushka and Shruti were sitting in the garden area.
"Us de te masle hi vakhre ne, hon mein saara parivaar chakke Kumbhalgarh ghumti phiran? (Her issues are different, now should the whole family roam around in Kumbhalgarh?)" Shruti said angrily .
"Lekin ab hum kar bhi kya sakte hain bhabhi? (But what can we even do, sister-in-law?)" Anushka said.
"Aehi te gal a, hath bandhe hoye ne mere. Aap oh turke viah te ni a sakdi, te chandi ya asi ude kol jaiye. Viah mere put da hoya hai yo ode? Ajeeb aurat a. (This is the thing, my hands are tied. She cannot come to the wedding but she wants us to go there to meet her. My son got married or hers? Such a strange woman she is)" Shruti added.
