That morning Chahana woke up in a good mood because it was her and Jashn's engagement that day. After getting fresh, she quickly called Ruhani to help her in getting ready. The dress she had bought for engagement ceremony was quite dramatic and gave her fairytale vibes. She first wore the off-white skirt with large floral embroidery over the fabric. Then she put on the off-shoulder golden blouse with long golden sleeves. Back of the blouse had the design of a large bow.

"This blouse is itchy." She complained to Ruhani.

"Now bear with it. You can't do anything about it." And she helped her wear the choker necklace.

Her hair was done in soft curls resting on her bare shoulders. Her makeup was soft and the golden shade of her attire suited her pretty well.

"Wow! Di, you look so beautiful." Ruhani gushed.

"Yeah, but the dress is itchy. Let me video call Jashn first. I wanna see if he wore the right outfit." She put him on a video call and as soon as Jashn appeared on the screen she shrieked in horror. As expected he was wearing a wrong outfit.

"Jashn, why are you wearing this kurta? It is for our haldi! You have to wear that golden Sherwani today." She yelled at him.

Jashn made a face, "Now I have to wear that?"

"Of course, you have too!" And she showed him her scary, big eyes.

"Okay." He said in a irritated voice and ended the video call.

Chahana sighed and put the phone away.

"Di, don't stress yourself." Ruhani patted her shoulder, "Now I'm going to get dressed. You eat your breakfast and then apply the lipstick."

"Okay."

And Ruhani went to her bedroom.

One hour later, Shekhawat family reached the venue. Chahana sighed seeing Jashn wearing the right outfit this time. Jashn smiled sheepishly seeing her reaction.

Meira hugged Chandni and then Chahana.

"You look beautiful, Chahana."

"Thank you, Aunty." She smiled.

"I think it's time you start calling me Maa." Meira patted her head lovingly. Chahana nodded with a smile and they entered the hall.

The hall was decorated in shades of golden, matching Jashn and Chahana's outfits just perfectly. Jashn stood beside Chahana and whispered into her ear, "You look ravishing."

Chahana eyed him and smirked, "You can do better, Jashn."

He looked at her smirking face and whispered to her again, "I want to abandon this ceremony, put you on my shoulders and take you to my penthouse. And do the baby making with you."

"Better." And she held his arm while waving to a family friend.

The engagement went pretty well. They exchanged the rings. The ring Jashn put Chahana's finger was an heirloom passed down generation by generation. It was old fashioned but precious. While the ring Chahana chose for Jashn had her name engraved on it. It was a custom made ring only designed for him.

"Be ready to sneak out tonight." Those were his words before they parted ways that evening.

And that night they made out in his car. She had refrained him from using his private part fearing they would create a mess in the car. So he sticked to using his fingers down her body. Sitting in his lap, strangling him, Chahana was moaning and biting on his neck. Her hips and thighs had began to pain when they finally finished. But she slept well that night despite the soreness in her vagina.

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Next day was their Haldi. Jashn had suggested to do his Haldi at the Shekhawat Mansion alongside Chahana because he didn't want his mother to run around looking after preparations when she hadn't fully recovered yet.

Chahana wore a grey saree for Haldi.

"Di, why a grey saree for Haldi?" Ruhani asked in confusion.

"Because I don't want to wear yellow." And she left the room.

Jashn was waiting for her to come downstairs because Angad had his eyes fixed on him and didn't leave him alone even for a second. No chance he could sneak into her bedroom.

Chahana and Ruhani came downstairs and the Haldi ceremony started. It was going pretty well. Family members, relatives and friends applied Haldi on their face and arms. But it went crazy when Angad put his hands in haldi and painted Chahana's face yellow. If she had worn a yellow dress, she would easily look like a shapeshifting lemon. Jashn's cousin Jodhbir did the very same with Jashn but he didn't even spare his hair.

But later both Chahana and Jashn took their revenge on their brothers. Chahana put itching powder in the kurta Angad was going to wear later. While Jashn sent wedding invitation to Jodhbir's ex to make him die out of awkwardness on the wedding day.

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Later in the evening all the women sat down in the living hall. Men were pushed into the lawn and the doors were locked so they don't get inside. A Dholak and a spoon was all it needed to start the musical evening.

Chahana quickly changed into a full sleeved orange kameez with beads embellished all over it, paired with a black Garara with embroidered borders. She took her orange net dupatta and ran downstairs to join the ladies function.

(Note: I get confused a lot between Sharara and Garara, just know that Chahana is wearing a skirt.)

Men sulking outside were offered wine and whiskey.

"Can't we sneak inside?" Angad asked his father.

"If you want to get hit by your sister and mother then please go ahead." Angraj replied to him while sipping on his wine.

When everyone got a little tipsy, Jashn sneaked from the lawn and began finding ways to get inside. And finally he saw the window of the study room open. He quickly jumped inside and went to the door. Unfortunately, it was locked.

"Damn it!"

He pulled out his phone and called Chahana. There were slim chances of her picking his call in the middle of the function. The call was picked at the fifth time but by Ruhani.

"Yes, Jashn Jiju?"

"Umm... Ruhani, can you pass the phone to Chahana? I need to talk to her."

"Okay, just wait for a minute."

He heard the noise on the call getting louder and louder as Ruhani must be heading towards Chahana who must be surrounded by women singing songs. After few minutes, the noise again died down and he heard Chahana's voice.

"Yes, Jashn?"

"Come to the study room."

"Wait, how did you get in there?"

"I am waiting for you." And he cut the call.

A minute or so later, the door was unlocked and Chahana entered the room. The lights were off but the moonlight was illuminating the room just enough so they could see each other's face. Chahana locked the door from inside to not get caught by anyone and walked closer to him, clearly knowing where it was heading. Immediately she was pulled in for a kiss and pressed against the table. He put her on the table and began lifting her Garara up.

"Close your eyes, Channa." He whispered against her lips.

"Why?" She asked softly.

"You will enjoy it more that way." And he pulled down her panties, putting it inside the pocket of his pajama. His fingers began doing their magic, exploring her soft flesh and locating her sensitive spot. He pushed his finger inside her and maintained a gentle pace. When she started getting wetter, he then focused on her sensitive spots. He began moving his fingers in a circular motion and kept increasing the speed. Chahana was enjoying the feeling with her eyes closed. Five minutes into the fingering and she felt a wave of pleasure hit her body. She got even wetter. Jashn finally pulled down his pajama and boxers and quickly thrusted inside her. He was thrusting at insanely fast pace as if he was desperate and needy. The movement was smooth and filled with pleasure for both of them.

"Oh, Channa, I love you." And he pulled her in for another passionate kiss.

But the knocking on the door broke their moment of intense pleasure. Both of them panicked and quickly separated before correcting their clothes.

"Get out of here quickly!" Chahana whispered to him after pecking him on lips. Jashn quickly jumped out of the window. And Chahana calmed herself before unlocking the door.

Chandni was standing outside the study room eyeing her daughter suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"

Chahana shrugged, "I was making a few calls." And she quickly walked away from there only to realise that her panty was left in Jashn's pocket.

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The next day was Mehendi. But because the ladies were tired from singing and dancing the entire night, the function started in the evening.

Chahana didn't want to fill her arms with Mehendi. She found it disgusting. Henna is for hands, not your arms. So she wore a full sleeved rose gold Sharara suit with gold embroidery over it and a matching net dupatta. Ruhani styled her hair in a beautiful waterfall braid. She wore a pair of earrings and her engagement ring. She did very little makeup and she was ready.

The Mehendi artist showed her some designs. Chahana opted for a floral mehendi design. She quickly rolled up sleeves to not ruin the mehendi or the dress and the mehendi artist began doing her art. It took thirty minutes to complete the detailed floral patterns. Jashn's name was written inside a flower.

And later Chahana spent her time saving her Mehendi from getting ruined by any chance.

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And the wedding day came earlier than expected. When Chahana woke up that morning she saw over a fifty missed calls from Jashn that she didn't see previous night because she had switched off her phone before getting her Mehendi done. Because she didn't want to get tempted to use her phone when she had Mehendi on her hands.

"Should I call him? He'll be very mad at me."

She was about to press the call but a very panicked Chandni barged into her bedroom.

"Chahana, get up quickly! We need to head for the parlour. The look you had chosen will take at least three hours."

Chahana put her phone on charging and ran to the bathroom. After changing into a simple kurta, she took the bag carrying her wedding dress and jewellery and headed downstairs. She with her mother and cousin headed to the beauty parlour where she was supposed to get ready.

It took her exactly three hours to get ready as her mother had expected. Her lehenga was in the shades of golden and a very light shade of green. It was full sleeved and covered in golden embroidery. Her hair was done in a sleek bun and adorned with hair accessories. She was wearing a small necklace and a ring in her hand but her nose ring took all the attention. She looked more like a queen than a bride.

When she was ready, they headed to the wedding venue. Half an hour later, the Baraat arrived. Jodhbir was dancing at the front with an old granny.

Everything was going as per the timings. Jashn after getting looted by Ruhani on the entrance went to the mandap where his Juttis were stolen in matter of seconds. Jodhbir was too busy checking Ruhani out to even try saving his cousin from losing more money.

The priest began chanting mantras. The bride arrived at the mandap and Jashn was left speechless. She looked like a queen. His queen. He couldn't help but keep smiling during the rituals and the seven rounds around the holy fire. He filled her partition with Sindoor and tied the Mangalsutra around her neck. Chahana was getting emotional. She had never imagined this day will become reality. That one day she will marry him. The only man she had loved. Jashn wiped her tears and squeezed her hand.

"I love you, Channa."

Finally he was hers. And now nothing could separate them. Not even him. She would never let him go away from her again.

"I love you too, Jashn."

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I took me a few days to complete this chapter because it has less dialogue and more details.

I'd be posting pictures of Chahana's dresses on Instagram.