Chapter - 5

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"Arre Chacha, kya kar rhe ho? Iss flower decoration ko dusri side rakhne ko kaha tha maine, ab uss side rakh dijiye aap." Radha said running a hand through her hair, everyone including the bride and groom and their parents were tired, due to all the work they had been doing for the past six hours.

She went to sit down and take some rest, but maybe that was not there for her today, as just as she sat down, she heard the bride and groom's father fighting with the caterer. When the bride and groom tried to interrupt the fight, their mothers stopped them.

"Suno Kabir, Ananya ek kaam kyun nhi karte, tum sab logon ko vaise bhi kahin ghumne toh jaana hi tha, toh ek kaam kyun nhi karte abhi do ghante mei dinner hai, toh yahan baju mein hi Krishnaji ka mandir hai, vahaan darshan kyun nhi kar aate ho?", Ananya's mom said.

"Aur tum dono yahan ki chinta maat karna, tum dono ke papa hai na voh sambhal lenge.", Kabir's mom said.

They all left to go upto to their rooms after fifteen minutes, which was the time taken for the mothers to convince Ananya and Kabir, who were very keen on having everything perfect for the wedding.

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They were all ready in about half and hour's time. Just as Radha came out of her room, Yashasvi, Dhruv, Dev and Shubman who had been carrying Samaira, also came out from Yashasvi and Shubman's room which was opposite to Radha and Aarav's room after playing five board games after lunch.

Yashasvi was absolutely awestruck when he saw Radha wearing  a vibrant yellow salwar kameez featuring silver threadwork and delicate floral patterns. The kameez had a boat neckline and three-quarter sleeves, paired with a simple yellow salwar and a light chiffon dupatta with a silver border. Her hair was left open in soft curls, and she accessorized with silver jewelry and a small maroon bindi.

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