The first light of dawn crept into the room, the couple stirred, wrapped in each other's embrace. Armaan and Abhira laid entwined, their bodies warm and relaxed, their faces serene.
Abhira snuggled deeper into his chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer as he murmured sweet nothings in his sleep.
The morning sun cast a golden glow on their peaceful scene, illuminating the gentle curves of their faces. Her hair cascaded across his pillow, a tangled web of silk and gold.
As they slowly awakened, their eyes met, and they shared a tender smile. He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
They lay there for a moment, basking in the warmth of their love, the world outside fading into insignificance. The only sound was the gentle hum of their hearts beating as one.
With a soft sigh, she nestled deeper into his embrace, feeling the love and connection that only grew stronger with each passing day. And as they drifted into a new day, they knew they were home – in each other's arms.
"Good morning khadoosman" Abhira sleepily said.
"Morning Jaan." Armaan muttered. He tightened his arms around her pulling her closer.
They both didn't even want to get up. When Abhira, who was still in sleep said,
"Khadoosman jao utho aur fresh ho jao. Nahane jao. Aaj function hai. Ready ho jao."
Armaan sleepily shook his head and said,
"Mera kya kaam hai. Tum utho. Bahu ho na. Jao utho aur ready ho jao."
Armaan nuzzled his head in her neck laying above her. Abhira's breath hitched feeling his lips touching her neck. She said,
"Bahu hu nahi abhi. Home wali hu. Tum bete ho jao. Utho pehle."
Armaan groaned hearing her and said,
"Hum dono uss ghar ke nahi. Usse accha hum hamari neend Puri karte hai. Waha bohot log hai kaam karne ke liye. Let's sleep, jaan. Waise bhi tumhari wajah se haddi pasli ek ho chuki hai meri. I am too tired."
" Hawww meri wajah se. Kuch bhi. Tumhari wajah se me tired ho chuki hu. Itna kaun ghumata hai ek hi din me." Abhira said, hugging him."
"Lo bhai. Tum ladkiyo ka samajh hi nahi aata. Date par leke jao toh problem, na lekar jao toh problem. Banda kare toh kya kare." Armaan said.
Abhira opened her eyes hearing him and pinched his waist.
"Ouch. Subah subah violent kyu ho rahi ho yaar. So jao aur mujhe bhi sone do." Armaan said.
And before she could retort back, Armaan covered both of their faces with a blanket and pulled her closer to himself. And both of them went back to their sleep land.
Poddar house was getting ready for the function. Kaveri was looking at the workers who were decorating the house. Inwardly she was seething. Armaan didn't bother coming to the firm for the past three days and was busy behind that girl. That's why she was against this marriage. The girl had no manners.
Vidya and Roohi were busy making sweets while Manisha was getting things ready for the Pooja. The cousins were making sure the decorations were looking perfect. Rohit was also helping them. Sanjay was busy bitching about Armaan and Abhira to the dragon woman. Just like always. Kaveri knows she has to break their bond before Armaan goes out of their control, not knowing that this time Armaan will break them thoroughly.
Roohi was seething inwardly. She hasn't seen Armaan for two days. When she found that he took Abhira to a date and left somewhere with her, she wished she could kill Abhira. Armaan sirf uska hai. She will delay their marriage today itself. The wedding cards have finally come. And she knew she printed things wrong.
