The illegitimate daughter of a powerful businessman, she was sent to live with her six half-brothers after her father's sudden death.
The boys were born from privilege, pride, and perfectly manicured bloodlines. No one welcomed her. No one cared.
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Right now, we are heading towards Malvika's home. From the discussion between Aarav and Kabeer, i got to know that Malvika is a family friend and they have known each other since childhood. Malvika has a younger brother, Karan who studies in Kabeer's class and they are friends.
Isn't it dreamy to get married to your childhood friend? Like you literally grew up together and know everything about each other.
Our car stopped in front of a building. Entering, Ranveer Bhai pressed the button for Malvika's Apartment.
I wore this suit and it is so difficult to manage this heavy dupatta. It constantly fell from my shoulder.
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Kabeer standing beside me clicked his tongue. I looked at him sheepishly. Turning towards me, he placed the dupatta on my right shoulder.
"Hold it from here" He instructed.
Taking the dupatta from behind, "And now hold this edge from your left hand," He said. A smile automatically crept to my lips seeing his gesture. Why can't he act nice to me all the time?
"See, now it won't fall" Saying this he flickered my forehead. I gasped and glared at him.
Pressing the door bell we waited patiently. A middle-aged woman dressed in a knee-length dress opened the door. I recognized her to be the same lady from the party. They referred her as the mother of Malvika.
We entered the house and i saw a middle-aged man walk towards my eldest brother, greeting him. Exchanging greetings we settled down on the couch.
I took a seat between Kabeer and Aarav. Excitedly waiting for the events that are going to transpire.
Hearing the click of heels our attention shifted to Malvika, who was coming towards us wearing an ankle-length floral dress. Besides her walks a boy of Kabeer's age and i assume him to be her brother, Kunal.
"Didn't they say, that they wanted to do it traditionally but their clothes say otherwise," Kabeer whispered to Aarav but i heard because i was sitting in between.
