Arranged Marriage

~Reserved~

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"Bhabhiii," Rudra exclaimed, his excitement palpable as Mr. Oberoi and I stepped out of the room.

Grinning from ear to ear, he enveloped me in a bear hug, his muscular frame almost taking my breath away. I patted his back, signaling for some breathing space. Thankfully, Om intervened, reminding Rudra to give me room to breathe.

"Idiot, you're suffocating her! Let her catch her breath," Om chided, coming to my rescue.

As Rudra released me, a playful pout on his face, I couldn't help but chuckle, playfully patting his cheek. His infectious grin returned instantly. Meanwhile, my eyes drifted to Mr. Oberoi and Om, engrossed in a heartfelt embrace.

"I'm genuinely happy for you, man," Om said, patting Mr. Oberoi's back, their brotherly bond evident.

Mr. Oberoi responded with a nod, seemingly grappling with the reality of the situation. Rudra's playful whine interrupted their moment, "O Bro moment without me? Seriously?"

With a roll of his eyes, Mr. Oberoi opened his arm, beckoning Rudra into their embrace. "It's not complete without you, Ru," he mumbled, evoking another round of jubilant squeals from Rudra.

The trio held onto each other, sharing a moment that tugged at my heartstrings. However, as they tried to disengage, Rudra's formidable grip kept them locked in.

"Rudy moment's over. It was touching, but now—" Om began.

Both Mr. Oberoi and Om chimed in unison, "It's awkward."

Their synchronized response had me laughing, while Rudra, still clinging on, voiced his playful disappointment, "Why do these moments end so quickly?"

Amid their shared laughter, Mr. Oberoi playfully tousled Rudra's hair, while Om gave Rudra's cheek a gentle slap, both echoing in sync, "Shut up, Rudra."

Rudra's pouted response only amplified the laughter around, and he quickly joined in, pulling Mr. Oberoi into another heartfelt embrace. "I can't express how thrilled I am, bhaiya. Having Anika didi as my bhabhi is a wish come true. Thank you!"

While their joyousness was infectious, the reality of becoming their bhabhi, a daughter-in-law, and eventually a wife still felt surreal to me. I will be having a connection with them, not just some friend, but a namely relation. Much more than just friend.

 As I watched their brotherliness, a blend of awe and amusement washed over me. Before I could fully immerse myself in the moment, Priyanku swooped in, embracing me in a whirlwind of excitement.

"Bhabhi, bhabhi, bhabhi!" Priyanku's joy was palpable.

Chuckling, I steadied myself, cautioning her, "Prinku, slow down! We might topple over."

Yet, her enthusiasm was uncontainable. Gone was the nervous girl from moments ago; she was now a beacon of joy, having witnessed her wish materialize.

As Priyanku released me, her gaze shifted to Mr. Oberoi, making a beeline for him, effectively sidelining Rudy. The sight of her jubilant dance with Mr. Oberoi had me laughing, contrasting with Rudy's mock pout as he fussed about his siblings' playful antics.

With her arms tightly wrapped around Mr. Oberoi, Priyanku gushed, "You've made my dream come true, bhaiya! Having Anika bhabhi in our lives is beyond words. Thankyou so much!"

Mr. Oberoi's stern demeanor melted, his fingers gently caressing Priyanku's hair as he replied, "Your happiness means everything to me."

Breaking away from the embrace, Priyanku exchanged a knowing glance with Om and Rudra. Together, they turned to us, declaring in unison, their voices resonating with pure joy, "WE ARE HAPPY."