Two families arrange a marriage between their children who have been friends for years. The wedding takes place quickly, and on the first night, the groom eagerly awaits his bride. As they share a moment together, the story takes an unexpected turn...
The person pulled back, smirked at me and said, "Hey There, Hot Stuff!"
I smiled back at Rishi. Yes, he's the one that I love. He's the one who used to sneak into my house.
"Tum to bahar Gaye the na call pe baat karte karte. Mujhse pehle room Mai kaise pohoch gaye??" I asked him.
"Balcony mai chadhke aaya. Just like old times." He replied.
We both stared into each others eyes.
"Let me kiss my wife. Kitne sawal karti rehti ho tum!" He said, pinning me to the wall and kissing me hard.
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"Rishi, it worked out. Everything worked out. We are married!" I breathed, as we both pulled apart.
"Yes, it all worked out. You are finally Mrs. Geet Rishi Randhawa. I am yours, forever." He said, caressing my hair, his other hand resting on my hip.
"Kitni acting karni padi hai mujhe!! Tumhe acchi tarah se jaante hue bhi ajnabee ki tarah ghum rahe the ek dusre ke aas paas." I huffed.
"Pata hai, but we couldn't risk it. Agar hum pakde jaate to?" He replied.
"Wo bhi baat sahi hai." I replied, settling down on the bed.
"Kya keh rahe the tum?? 'Don't expect anything from me, blah blah'. 'we will be husband and wife for the world. I won't be able to love you.' Kitna Jhooth. Man kar raha tha tumhe tabhi do laga du kaan ke niche." I said, hitting his chest. He just chuckled at me.
"To Mrs. Randhawa. Ab aap finally married hai, aapka husband aapke samne khada hai. Kya karna chahti hai aap?" He teased, stepping towards the bed.
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him saying, "Ye!!"
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"Oh, now it's war!! Ye tum sahi nahi kar rahi ho!!" He said, jumping on the bed beside me and grabbing a pillow to hit me with.
We both were having a pillow fight, happy to finally be married to each other. I stopped hitting him and fell on the bed. He laid down, propped up on his elbow and faced to look at me.
