Unexpectly Yours:The Journey Of An Arranged Marriage

PART 21

{Kavya stepped into Abhay's apartment, her arms loaded with bags while a tired sigh escaped her lips. After weeks of non-stop wedding festivities, they were finally back in Mumbai—married and exhausted. The surreal experience of their marriage still lingered, but now came the reality: Kavya was moving in, and the chaos of organizing her life with Abhay's had just begun.Abhay walked in behind her, holding even more bags.}

{Kavya and Abhay's apartment, bags and suitcases scattered across the floor. Abhay is standing near his wardrobe, watching Kavya unpack with mild confusion.}

Abhay: (teasing) "How did you manage to fit all this stuff into one house before?"

Kavya: (rolling her eyes) "I didn't. Half of it's still at my parents' place." (she looks around) "But now, we need to make space for my stuff here."

Abhay: (mock horror) "Are you sure you're not moving your entire family into my wardrobe?"

Kavya: (playfully smacking his arm) "It's our wardrobe now, Mr. Cricketer." (grinning) "And we'll see about that."

[Abhay opens the wardrobe, staring at his neatly arranged belongings.]

Abhay: (serious) "Look, I'm warning you... this is a system. It's taken years of—"

Kavya: (interrupting, already pushing his jackets aside) "Oh, relax. This 'system' is about to get an upgrade."

Abhay: (groaning) "An upgrade or a disaster? I'm not sure."

[They start organizing the wardrobe, Kavya casually shoving her clothes in while Abhay tries to maintain order.]

Abhay: (holding up her shoes) "Okay, explain to me how one person can have this many shoes. Do you have a secret closet I don't know about?"

Kavya: (grinning) "Years of practice, my friend. Years of practice."

[Abhay tries to squeeze her shoes onto the bottom shelf, struggling a little.]

Abhay: (sarcastic) "I hope there's still room for my things after this 'revolution'."

Kavya: (chuckling) "Oh, don't worry. I'll leave you some space... maybe a corner."

[Kavya turns to the bedside table, trying to place her skincare items, then pauses, holding a framed photo of Abhay with his teammates.]

Kavya: (gently) "I'm not kicking your cricket out, am I?"

Abhay: (laughing, taking the frame) "Cricket can stay." (placing it back) "As long as you promise not to take over my side of the bed."

Kavya: (pretending to think) "Hmm... no promises."

[They both collapse onto the bed, surrounded by bags and clothes.]

Kavya: (looking around, then at Abhay) "This is chaos."

Abhay: (smiling) "Welcome to married life."

Kavya: (grinning) "You know, for an arranged marriage, this isn't so bad."

Abhay: (softly) "Yeah, not bad at all." (looking at her) "Maybe even better than I expected."

Kavya: (teasing) "You sure you're not regretting it yet?"

Abhay: (chuckling) "Ask me again after we finish organizing your shoes."

[They laugh together, the mood light but filled with the unspoken promise of something new and growing between them.]

{Kavya and Abhay are still lying on the bed, surrounded by half-unpacked bags. The laughter slowly fades, leaving a comfortable silence between them.}

Kavya: (turning on her side to face Abhay) "You know, for all the wedding madness, this part feels... normal. Like it's finally sinking in."