"Where the hell are you? I am waiting for you in the beach from past half and hour. If you don't come in another fifteen I am leaving Adi!" Vaishali threatened and cut the call.

She sighed looking at the beach and all the couple who are walking side by side.

Few kids running here and there and the waves hitting the shore. She watched the dreamy sunset alone. Without her prospective date here.

"Hey! I am sorry I am late." She heard him say and huffed. She felt his hand draping over her shoulder and looked to his side to see him already looking down at her.

He bumped their foreheads and rubbed their noses together. " I am sorry." He mumbled and she looked away as she bit her cheeks to stop from smiling but nevertheless did.

" I hate your charms." She mumbled still blushing

" Isn't your face saying another story darling?" he said and she giggled.

Ten months of their meeting, eight months into being in a relationship. They both knew they found love in one another.

She became the reason he wants to leave work early, so that he can spend some time alone with her.

He became the reason she let herself live a little more and not guard her happiness thinking what other's might say.

They fit perfectly together and they know this that they can't stay away from each other, they know what each other feels but stay quiet just to not let the rush of marriage spoil their beautiful moments.

"How is your work?" she started and then the conversation took life from there.

From work to colleagues, gossips, movies and what not?

By the end of the time which is after nearly two hours, they seperated their ways. For both of them it's the hardest part of the day. To bid bye.

They want to stay with each other, spend some more time, and when is the end for that more time?

They have no idea.

All they know is that they can't play this hide and seek of feelings now.

Just as she sat on her scooty, he got down from him car and went to her.

"Marry me!" he demanded.

"What?" she said petrified. She still can't believe her ears. She knows that he love her.

He never said that out loud. He never openly confessed his feelings for her after his confession of like the both times, once in coffee shop where they met and the other is when he went to her home.

Instead, he made her feel loved. Was with her in her bad days. Smiled and laughed with her. Became her shoulder to lean on when she is tired.

"Marry me Please! I can't do this anymore. Staying so close by heart and being away from you every day is killing me."

" I promise to cherish you, love you and be loyal to you like I want you to be too. Love me, hold me and make me yours! I will never leave this hand of yours until dea-" even before he can complete she kissed hard on his lips and he stood there motionless.

She detached herself in a fraction of seconds same as how she initiated.

"Come to my home. Ask my hand. Convince my parents, sweep me of my feet, take me away from everything!" she giggled seeing his amused face.

She blew a kiss before bringing the engine of her scooty to life.

He stood there watching her leave. And he knows this the time he should brave up and indeed sweep the girl he love from her feet and marry her.

I am coming for you my love!

As soon as she entered inside her home, she was greeted by her mother. Pinching her cheeks she happily danced around.

Her father didn't know why she was so happy but half and hour later, he received a call from his best friend.

"Hello Paresh, How are you?" Suresh asked.

" I am fine Suresh. How are you? How is everyone at home?" Paresh asked.

"Everyone is good here." He said and stopped for few seconds and he heard some whispers.

"So... Vaishu told you something?" he asked.

He understood meaning behind his words and smiled saying no.

"Aditya finally said yes." He slowly whispered it like it's a top secret.

" that's good news. I think my daughter likes him too." Paresh whispered back.

" That's great!" Suresh said.

"Yes it is. Let me confirm it with her before I tell you something." Paresh said and Suresh accepted.

Cutting the call, Paresh left to his daughter's room as knocked on the door.

After hearing a come in, he went inside to see Vaishali busy in her laptop.

He sat near her legs and kept them in his lap and started massaging them. She chuckled looking at her father.

" What oldie? Remember you have a daughter apart from wife?" she teased him.

" Well yeah, a very dumb daughter I have." He mumbled.

" What is it dad?" she asked sensing there must be a reason he is here.

" You got a proposal." He watched as her face change from smile to frown to worry.

" I have to tell you something." She mumbled.

" What ?" he asked innocently.

" I like Aditya, no! I love Aditya." She exclaimed.

" Wait let me tell you about this gu-"

" I don't care! I will marry Adi, that's it."

" fine then. I will tell Suresh uncle that you will not marry Aditya Rawat but will marry your Aditya." Her father said getting up and it took her a second to realise what he is saying and as soon as she did, she squealed and jumped on her father hugging him making him laugh.

Hearing the chaos Shyamala came to her daughter room.

"Arey what happened?" she asked confused.

"Oh nothing much! Our dumb daughter finally appointed some other person to bare her dumbness from now on." Paresh said and Vaishali whined.

They explained Shyamala and they all are so happy about it.

Arrangements are made, relatives are informed. The big fat Indian wedding preparations started.

Soon they are sitting on the stage.

It was the time for their official sacred union in front of the holy fire.

He bent and the women around his bride raised her braid, he tied the nuptial chain around her neck and filled her partition with vermillion.

I will always love you and vow to protect you. Aditya thought in his mind as he looked at his newly wed wife.

After taking the seven steps around the holy fire, they again sat beside each other. He nudged her shoulder and she looked at him.

"Ready for our Rollercoaster Mrs. Aditya?" he asked.

"Of course Mr. Aditya"