### **Abhimaan and Aradhyaa’s Alliance**
It had been a few months since the chaos surrounding Emma had ended, and life had returned to a peaceful rhythm for Abhimaan and Aradhyaa. In that time, their love had blossomed into something deep and unshakable. One evening, as they sat in a cozy café, Abhimaan felt the weight of a small box in his pocket, his heart thudding in his chest.
**Abhimaan**: (nervously) “Aradhyaa, there’s something I want to ask you.”
**Aradhyaa**: (smiling, oblivious) “What is it? You’re acting strange today.”
He takes her hand, his thumb gently stroking her fingers. Taking a deep breath, he gets down on one knee right there in the middle of the café, pulling out a small velvet box. Aradhyaa’s eyes widen, her hand flying to her mouth in shock.
**Abhimaan**: “Aradhyaa, I’ve loved you since the moment I met you, and I can’t imagine my life without you. Will you marry me?”
Tears fill Aradhyaa’s eyes as she nods, unable to speak at first. Then, with a joyful laugh, she throws her arms around him.
**Aradhyaa**: (laughing through her tears) “Yes! Of course, yes!”
The café bursts into applause as Abhimaan slips the ring onto her finger, their smiles wide and uncontainable. They kiss, sealing their promise to each other. Life seemed perfect.
---
### **The Families Get Involved**
Once the proposal was done, the next big step was involving their families. As expected, the excitement was palpable. Aradhyaa’s parents were overjoyed, while Abhimaan’s family couldn’t stop teasing him about finally settling down.
A few weeks later, a small *roka* ceremony was arranged, where both families would meet formally to seal the alliance. The house was buzzing with preparations, laughter, and anticipation. The moment Abhimaan’s family arrived at Aradhyaa’s house, the teasing began.
**Abhimaan’s sister**: (grinning) “Bhai, toh Aradhyaa ke peeche peeche itna ghoom rahe the aur ab aakhir shadi bhi kar rahe ho! (Brother, you were roaming after Aradhyaa, and now finally you're getting married!)”
**Aradhyaa**: (blushing) “It was more like I was following him!”
**Abhimaan’s mom**: (laughing) “Bas bas, ab dono milke ek dusre ke peeche ghoomte rehna! (Enough, now you both can follow each other around for life!)”
Both families laughed and joked, making it clear that the wedding was going to be full of fun and teasing. After the *roka*, the elders sat down to discuss the wedding dates and preparations.
**Aradhyaa’s dad**: (smiling) “I want this wedding to be grand, but most of all, I want it to be filled with joy.”
**Abhimaan’s father**: “Don’t worry. We’re all in for the fun!”
---
### **Pre-Wedding Functions: Fun and Rituals**
The wedding preparations began in full swing. The *mehndi* function was held at Aradhyaa’s house, and it was nothing short of spectacular. The entire place was decorated with yellow and green flowers, and everyone wore bright, colorful outfits.
As Aradhyaa sat with her hands and feet covered in intricate *mehndi* designs, her friends couldn’t resist teasing her about Abhimaan.
**Friend 1**: (giggling) “Aradhyaa, they say the darker the *mehndi*, the more your husband will love you!”
**Friend 2**: “Haan, aur agar Abhimaan ka naam mil gaya design mein, toh samjho baat pakki! (Yes, and if you find Abhimaan’s name in the design, it’s a sure sign!)”
YOU ARE READING
The forced alliance (Completed)
Storie d'amoreShe being way too filmy believed love is a bed of roses for her the idea of love was more about not giving up on the person you love and her toxic trait was giving more chances than the person actually needs she believes in seeing good side of ever...
