Arnav and Khushi both stood next to each other at the doorstop of Seesh Mahal while Anjali circling the pooja thal in front of them. Anjali put tilak on both Arnav and Khushi's forhead.
Anjali put a rice filed kalash near the door " Push the kalash with your right leg, Khushiji "
Khushi did what she was told; she gently pushed the rice kalash with the toe of her right foot and about to enter but Anjali stopped her from entering.
Anjali " Stop stop stop ... arey you cannot enter just like that "
Dadi " Chote, according to our Raizada tradition for Girha pravesh ritual you have to carry Khushi Bitiya in your arms and enter inside "
Anjali " Yes Chote ... You just carry your bride in your arms and come inside " with teasing smile
Akshat " Saale Sahab ... what are you waiting for? Pick up your bride and come inside now " teasingly
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