In the bustling city of Mumbai, lived a restaurateur named Advay Malhotra. With a humble beginning, born into a poor family, Advay had always harbored a burning desire to work hard and earn enough money to fulfill his requirements. He was not a man...
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She was fully wasted. I could see it in her actions because why would a sober person use an empty beer bottle as a mic? "sIdE sTeP rIgHt lEfT tO mY bEaT, hIgH LikE ThE mOOn rOcK WiTh mE, bAbyyyyyy," she sang along with the other women.
The men sat there watching, amused and entertained. The girls were totally wasted, but they were enjoying the moment as if it were their last. It was impossible not to smile at their carefree happiness.
"Looks like they're having the time of their lives," Rohan commented, grinning widely.
"Absolutely," Reyaansh agreed, chuckling as he took another sip of his drink.
Idika's enthusiasm was infectious. Even though she was clearly drunk, her joy was genuine and heartfelt. She danced around with the empty beer bottle, her laughter echoing through the room.
"Should we stop them before they hurt themselves?" Karthik Bhai asked.
"Nah, let them have their fun," I replied, watching Idika with a fond smile. "They deserve to let loose every once in a while."
Idika twirled and nearly lost her balance, but Reyhana caught her, and they both burst into laughter. The sight of them having so much fun was heartwarming.
The night continued with more singing, dancing, and laughter. The women eventually collapsed onto the couches, exhausted but still giggling.
Mahira Bhabhi stayed sober, unlike the others, for some reason. Meanwhile, others were completely inebriated. "Advayyy hubbyyy!" Idika exclaimed, opening her arms for me. My ears turned red as every man in the room smirked in my direction. "Come hereee," she whined.
I walked over to her and sat beside her. She immediately latched onto my arm, resting her head on my shoulder. "I'm shoooo happy today," she giggled, her eyes half-open. "I've got the best hubby in this entire worlddd, y'know?"
I couldn't help but smile at her drunken sincerity. "Is that so?" I teased, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
"Yesh!" she declared, her voice full of conviction. "You're the besssst. No one can compete with you." She giggled again, her laughter infectious.
The other men chuckled, watching the scene unfold with amused expressions. "Looks like someone's in love," Rohan teased.
"Shut up," I muttered, trying to hide my embarrassment.
Idika, oblivious to everything else, continued to nuzzle into my shoulder. "You're sooo cute, it makes me want to give a lippy kissiee," Idika said, grinning widely. Aditya, who had been recording everything on his phone, dodged my attempts to snatch it away and stuck his tongue out in mock defiance. Despite my embarrassment, I couldn't help but enjoy this playful, uninhibited side of my wife.
