Warrior

24

With the end of our haldis came the end of Payal's spring break. But not only was it the end of her spring break, but NK's as well. Both had their finals coming up in three weeks, and since I didn't want baby sis to have any distractions, I told Amma to have the wedding as soon as possible. One can easily imagine how shocked yet ecstatic she was, but I was only concerned about baby sis' education. It may be her last semester, but that still didn't give space for poor grades. I had texted Arnav Singh Raizada about this, and he understood my concerns, and agreed with me.

So what does this mean? It means that this Saturday, I'll become a wife once more.

The wife of Arnav Singh Raizada.

Oddly, the days are going by with ease. I expected more flashbacks of my last wedding to come across my mind, but none came. Instead, it stayed focused in the present, which was a bit surprising.

On Tuesday night, a special delivery from Raizada mansion arrived.

My wedding outfit.

Amma pretty much lost her head and nearly made their driver go deaf with her squeals. Fortunately, Babuji saved the man, taking hold of the gift-wrapped box and going into the living room. Amma finally recovered, thanked the Raizada's driver, and he left. Amma then came dashing into the living room, Payal and I just watching the comedy before us.

Payal nudges me lightly and leans into me. "She's nuts," she muttered.

I look at her. "You're only realizing this now?"

Both of us snicker and watch as Babuji placed the box down on the coffee table. Amma goes over to his side and rubs her hands together with excitement like a child on Christmas morning.

"Let's open it," and she goes to reach forward.

However, Babuji quickly stopped her. "Uh, don't you think Khushi should be the one to open it?"

Amma frowns at first, but then her face lights up. "Of course! Khushi, come," she waved me over.

"Uh-"

"Di, you should totally do it," Payal exclaimed, cutting me off. "I'll even record your reaction, I bet aunty will love it!"

That's if I even give the right kind of reaction.

With a sigh, I got up and went over to the box. Amma and Babuji stepped aside and I see that baby sis has taken her phone out, holding it up.

Just so you know, I'm not faking anything. If its crap, you're gonna get a crap reaction, end of.

"Just a minute," Payal murmured, tapping on her screen. "And... go!"

I shake my head at her, Amma chuckling besides me. I then turned my attention back to the red box before me, which is adorned with a golden bow. Taking the lid off, I placed it aside, Payal moving closer to me. There's tissue paper covering the top, so I moved that aside as well, and I'm instantly stunned.

"Holy fuck," I gasped.

Dazed, I pick up the red choli that is gleaming at me, with its impressive and enchanting embroidery and stone work. I hear Amma and Payal gasp, Amma coming beside me. I hand it over to her, then reach down and pick up the lehenga, which has me absolutely stunned by how much more impressive it is!

"Geez-us fuck," I gasped.

"Khushi," Amma scolded beside me.

But I don't care, still stunned by the skirt before me.

"Looks like Di approves," and Payal comes dashing over, still recording.

"Where's the dupatta," Amma asked.