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Acche se taad lo! Take your time.....but remember to read the chapter as well __________________________________________________________________________ __________________
Haldi Ceremony
The air is filled with laughter and excitement as everyone gathers around, enthusiastically applying haldi to both Shubman and Sara. The friends, in their typical chaotic style, turn it into a paintball-like battle, splashing haldi everywhere. Ishita, covered in yellow, goes to wash her face and hands, giggling at the madness.
Just as she's drying her hands, a strong grip pulls her into a corner. Reacting on instinct, she twists the arm, ready to strike.
Abhishek (in pain): "Baby, it's me! Ouch!"
Ishita (letting go immediately): "Shit! Sorry, sorry babe!"
Abhishek (pouting dramatically): "Saare romance pe martial arts fer diya yaar."
Feeling guilty but amused, Ishita pulls him into a tight hug, whispering apologies in his ear. His pout turns into a smile. Grabbing some haldi from the bowl he brought, Abhishek gives Ishita a sensual look as he slowly rubs it onto his own cheek, locking eyes with her.
Ishita (wide-eyed): "What...are you doing?"
Without breaking eye contact, Abhishek pulls her closer.
Abhishek (whispering): "Recreating the fictional fantasies"
He closes his eyes and gently brushes his cheek against hers, the soft warmth of the haldi spreading onto her skin. Her breath hitches as she closes her eyes, savoring the sensation. He does the same with her other cheek, his closeness making her heart race. He lets go of her, playfully winks, and heads outside. Ishita, still catching her breath, blushes as she processes it.
Everybody is having the time of their lives. Abhishek and Ishita's game of secret glances, winks, and flying kisses continues throughout the celebrations. Their little moments together are filled with blushing, giggling, and that spark between them that refuses to die down.
THE WEDDING
The wedding is a perfect blend of elegance, love, and lighthearted fun. The venue glistens with vibrant flowers, fairy lights, and laughter all around. Shubman, looking every bit the dashing groom in his sherwani, can't stop stealing glances at Sara, who looks ethereal in her bridal lehenga.
Abhishek, in a traditional dhoti kurta outfit that fits him perfectly, looks unbelievably handsome. He can't seem to keep his eyes off Ishita. Dressed in a gorgeous lehenga choli, she's chatting with the girls, completely unaware of his intense gaze—until she feels it.
She turns her head quickly, catching Abhishek red-handed, but before she can call him out, he looks away like nothing happened. With a playful smirk, Ishita walks towards him, taps his shoulder, and hides behind him.
