~ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 || 𝟏𝟖+ [ On Hold ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

Next Morning

Mahi woke up first. As soon as she opened her eyes, she noticed two legs sticking out from the sofa. She got up from the bed and quickly approached Ahaan. He was clutching his pillow like a small child, sleeping peacefully, with his body on the floor and his legs resting on the sofa.

Feeling a twinge of guilt, Mahi thought to herself, "Maybe I overdid it yesterday. Who can sleep on a sofa? But what can I do? I’m not used to sharing a bed with a man."

Mahi gently tried to wake him. "Mr. Get up, it's morning."

Ahaan mumbled sleepily, "Let me sleep, please."

Mahi felt pity for him and suggested, "Okay, just come to bed and sleep."

Ahaan slowly opened his eyes, and as soon as he did, they fell on Mahi. The sunlight streaming through the window illuminated her face, making it glow. Ahaan found himself mesmerized by her.

Noticing Ahaan lost in thought, Mahi waved her hand in front of his eyes, asking, "Where have you gone, Mr.?"

Ahaan snapped back to reality and stood up. Mahi also rose, saying, "If you want to sleep more, then go to bed."

He playfully taunted, "You didn’t let me sleep at night, and now you want me to sleep when I need to go to the office?"

Mahi bit her lip in embarrassment. "Sorry, it's just that I've never shared a bed with a man, and I'm not used to sleeping on the sofa."

Understanding her concern, Ahaan replied, "Okay, but starting today, we'll each take our side of the bed. It’s a king-sized bed; there won't be any problem."

Mahi agreed, saying, "Okay."

As they were talking, someone knocked on the door. Mahi started to open it when Ahaan stopped her, saying, "Wait."

When Mahi turned back, she saw Ahaan picking up the pillow from the floor and carefully placing it on the bed.

"Okay, you can open it now," Ahaan said.

When Mahi opened the door, Aanchal ji stood smiling at her. Mahi greeted her, "Good morning, aunty."

At the mention of "aunty," Aanchal ji playfully replied, "Aunty? Mahi beta, I’ll be upset with you if you call me that again."

Confused, Mahi asked, "So what should I call you?"

With a smile, Aanchal ji replied, "Mom. You will call me mom, just like Ahaan does."

Mahi beamed and said, "Okay, Mom."

Aanchal ji hugged her, and Mahi hugged back, a tear slipping from her eye, which she quickly concealed.

After breaking the embrace, Aanchal ji handed Mahi a bag she had brought with her. "Mahi, beta, this contains saree and royal jewelries. Freshen up and get ready; the rituals will begin soon. You’ll also need to prepare something sweet after the 'muh dikhai' ceremony and ' peheli rosoi ' ".

Mahi faked a smile and responded, "Okay, Mom."

Aanchal ji then turned to Ahaan, "You won’t be going to the office today. Once the rituals are complete, take Mahi shopping."

Ahaan was taken aback. "But—"

Aanchal ji feigned anger, cutting him off with, "No buts," before heading downstairs.

Mahi closed the door and was about to freshen up when Ahaan interrupted, "Look, you went first yesterday; today it's my turn."

Mahi shrugged, saying, "Okay, go ahead."

Ahaan grabbed his clothes and headed to the bathroom.

After some time, when Ahaan emerged, he found Mahi engrossed in something on her phone. "I’m done; you can go now," he said.

Mahi set her phone on the table and went to the bathroom. While drying his hair, Ahaan heard some noise coming from Mahi’s phone. He placed the dryer down and approached it, discovering a video was playing. Curiosity piqued, he picked up the phone and began watching.

Just then, Mahi stepped out of the bathroom in her blouse and petticoat. Ahaan turned at the sound of the door opening and couldn’t help but stare. Mahi’s sexy appearance, accentuated by her curvy waist, captivated him. He felt his throat dry as he struggled to tear his gaze away.

Mahi, oblivious to Ahaan’s intense scrutiny, was focused on drying her hair. She filled her hair partition with vermilion and began trying to drape her saree.

However, Mahi was just getting tangled up in the fabric; she had never worn a saree before and was only accustomed to jeans.

Ahaan couldn’t contain his laughter as he watched her struggles.

To be continued…

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