(That evening, inside Arya's Bedroom, the room was filled with soft laughter and the rustling sound of fabric. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Pooja carefully unfolded a gorgeous lehenga while Arya stared at it with wide sparkling eyes.)
Arya : God, Pooja... you're seriously so talented! What a beautiful lehenga this is. So, so, sooo pretty... Amazing!
(She ran her fingers lightly over the embroidery, admiring every tiny detail stitched into it.)
Pooja : Haina? My cousin sister’s wedding is this weekend, so I made it for myself to wear there.
Arya : Wow... that's honestly amazing. Imagine being able to make your own clothes whenever you want. No tension at all... and that too THIS perfect.
Pooja : Aapko kabhi bhi kuch chahiye ho na bhabhi, you can just take it from me.
Arya : Aww... that's so sweet.
(The two continued chatting happily when suddenly there was a knock on the door.)
Arya : Yes?
(The door opened and Vivek walked in, looking tired from work but calm as always. His office laptop bag rested against his shoulder while the sleeves of his shirt were slightly folded. Seeing Arya and Pooja together, a faint smile appeared on his face.)
Vivek : Jaldi aa gaye the aap office se?
Arya : Naa... aadhe ghante pehle hi aayi hu.
(Vivek nodded quietly, picked up his towel and clothes, then disappeared into the bathroom to freshen up.)
(The moment the bathroom door closed, Arya suddenly looked at the lehenga again... and a mischievous sparkle flashed in her eyes.)
Arya : Pooja... chalo bhaiya ke saath prank karte hain.
(Pooja’s jaw literally dropped.)
Pooja : Bhai ke saath?! Naa bhabhi, i love my life.
(Arya burst into giggles.)
Arya : Arey please! Dekho, main bas ye pretend karungi ki ye lehenga mera hai aur maine ise around fifteen thousand mein kharida hai. Tumhe kuch nahi karna... bas meri baaton pe sir hilana.
Pooja : Fifteen thousand? Bhabhi iska fabric aur embroidery dekho... ye toh twenty thousand ka lag raha hai.(she said while. Laughing)
Arya : Toh twenty thousand! Hame kaha pay karne hai.. Bolne ko to one lakh bhi bolde, but my husband's heart won't bear it..
(Both immediately covered their mouths to stop laughing as they heard the bathroom door unlock.)
(Vivek walked out after changing into comfortable clothes and stood before the dressing mirror, casually setting his hair. Arya instantly picked up the lehenga dramatically.)
Arya : Pooja, ye dekho! Maine aaj hi ye kharida hai. How is it?
(Vivek glanced at them through the mirror. Since Arya shopping wasn’t exactly shocking news to him, he initially ignored it.)
Pooja : It’s beautiful bhabhi.
Arya : Hoga hi... twenty thousand ka hai after all.
(She winked secretly at Pooja.)
(Vivek’s comb stopped midway in his hair.pooja saw that and hide her face cause it was hard for her to. Control her smile)
(For the first time, he properly turned and looked at the lehenga.)
Pooja : Sirf twenty thousand mein? Wow bhabhi...
Vivek : Uh... Arya?
Arya : Haan Vivek?
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Brotherhood
Non-FictionThis story is about two brothers whose names are Vivek and prince and their brotherhood, As we know Just because their parents lives in different state because of their Father's police duty, Vivek raised his brother, sometimes as a strict elder brot...
