Wedding of Arylie
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Imlie stared at him, and he started laughing and then answered them,"Imlie bohot jald shaadi karne wali he." (Imlie is going to get married soon). Everyone in unison shouted with shock, "Kya? Kab? Dulha kon he?" (What? When? Who is the Groom?), I now not able to look at them with tight closed eyes and said, "Jisne bola shaadi ka baat, uss se." (The one who announced it, with him), and hid my face in Aryan's chest. Seeing the shy me, Didi, Sundar, Rupi Di, Nishant Bhaiya all in unison were teasing Imlie and Aryan.
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