"Sanyukta Shekhawat I want you here in 15 minutes or you forget that you ever had a best friend." Blasted swati on the phone.

"Swati please calm down, I'll be there asap. Please don't be angry." Sanyukta pleaded from the other side.

"Angry? Who said am angry? Am not angry. My best friend is late on my wedding day, big deal? Why would that make me angry?" Sarcasm dripped from her tone.

"You sure? Cause you do sound angry." Stated Sanyukta dumbly making her blood boil.

"You just come here in 15 minutes, I'll deal the rest later." Swati hanged up not wanting to kill someone on her most important day that too over the phone.

Yes, Swati, the girl who didn't believe in the concept of marriages was getting married, that too not with any random guy but with the one she loves more that her life.

It has been 3 years since their graduation and 4 years since sandhir's marriage. All of them completed their masters an year back and were now well settled in their career as well as personal life. Randhir and Sanyukta worked at Shekhawat groups due to their parents' insistence while Aryan and Swati in different companies.

After that incident in college of course all knew about their marital status. When they returned to college after two weeks, they got to face all sorts of gazes, angry, disgusted, warm, smiling, teasing and few concerned. They smiled sweetly to all irrespective of the look that person gave. The people who were their true friends had understood them and forgiven them already. They didn't care about the rest, they owed no explanation to the ones who were not genuine.

They stayed with their friends and enjoyed the phase of being the cutest and the most popular couple of the college. They enjoyed the teasings their friends used to do and the small moments they used to steal for themselves, hiding from all eyes.

They were happy!!

Today one more milestone was going to be added to their lives, SwaYan's wedding. Yes finally after 6 years of courtship they were sure that they wanted to spend their whole life together, they decided to give it a legal stamp.

Oh well!! That is of course not the reason!!! The truth is that their families had started pressurizing them to get settled now, as all knew about their relationship and were more than happy to get them together. Even after trying all hooks and crooks when neither of them could convince their families, they gave in.

Though after everything was fixed and once all the preparations began they started enjoying each moment of it and realized that getting married was indeed not a bad idea.

It was just two hours for the wedding and Sanyukta had still not reached the hotel room swati was getting ready in making her all the more frustrated.

Swati wasn't the typical blushy and nervous bride, she was bold and confident. She very well knew that this marriage won't change their equation even a bit, its just a public gathering after which they will be officially allowed to live in the same room.

Sanyukta came running as fast as her heavy dress allowed her. She was busy cursing someone under her breathe when her gaze met with Swati's furious one.

"Its...its no..not my fault. He got m..me late." She stammered badly.

"Oh when did I say that its your fault? Of course its not. How can it be your fault that your husband started romancing with you at the last moment and you couldn't stop him, right?" The girl didn't let her sarcasm die in anger.

"Yes you are right." Sanyukta smiled sheepishly.

"Shut up! Just shut up! First of all am not able to breathe in these heavy jeweleries, secondly I haven't had a single word with aryan in last 48 hours because of some stupid ritual and finally the person who was supposed to be by my side all this while was busy romancing with her own husband." Swati shouted.

She was about to speak more when the makeup artist asked her not to shout as it would ruin her hours of hard work.

"Urgh! Just shut the hell up and get going your work is done here." The artist cribbed more as swati shouted more.

She left, praying to God that come what may her art should not be ruined and criticized.

Umm... Before we proceed let's take a little flashback at what happened exactly that caused this chaos.

FLASHBACK

Sanyukta was getting ready in front of the mirror. She was dressed in a peach and golden long skirt with an off shoulder, heavy work crop top, the dress complimented her fair skin perfectly. She left her hair open ending in soft curls. She had kept it simple with just a pair of long danglers and a golden bracelet. She was looking very pretty even without make up. She started with her make up while glancing at the clock.

(Her look)

"I need to hurry up, Swati must be cribbing already." She sighed and continued her work with a bit faster pace.

Randhir, who was in the bathroom till now, came out in a towel which Sanyukta failed to notice.

She noticed him only when she felt her back pressed with something cool. His hands reached her waist as he held her to his frame.

"Not now randhir am running out of time." Sanyukta said pushing him back.

"What out of time? There are still 4 long hours for ceremony." He rested his chin on her shoulder back hugging her again.

"But you know how Swati is, right? She wants everything perfect for which I need to take off now." She pushed him again.

"Swati and her tantrums!! Huh! Now a man can't even appreciate his beautiful wife." He pouted and placed a light kiss on her bare shoulder.

"Of course he can, as much as he wants, just not now." She finally pushed him hard to get him off her.

But he clung to her again and this time started placing wet kisses all over shoulder and nape. Sanyukta tried hard to focus on the lipstick she was applying but ended up smudging it all over except for the actual place.

"See what you did." She half shouted half moaned.

"Don't worry I'll take care of it." He swiftly turned her towards himself and attacked her lips.

Other things were long forgotten for Sanyukta now she was just concentrating on chewing his lips while he ate all the smudged lipstick and smudged it further.

As soon as she felt his hand crawling up to her chest and holding her top from the front, she pushed him hard and looked at him in shock, panting hard. He looked equally shocked catching breath himself. It was as if they just woke up from the deep passion.

"Have you completely lost it? I have to wear this dress at the wedding and you were about to tear it, you idiot. You just know how to tear my clothes but when it comes to buying new ones you just disappear in the air. I would have killed you today if there would have been even a scratch on this top, it is bloody expensive you stupid being." She bursted on him while he stood there aghast.

"God woman stop shouting like that am not deaf and we can have this fight later, right now we have a business to complete. If you don't want me to tear your clothes then get out of them quickly, I can't wait anymore, they are irritating my eyes." He pulled her towards himself with a harsh pull and again devoured her lips.

Sanyukta was obviously super tempted by the offer. She pushed him a bit and glanced at the clock, then at him, then again at the clock and finally sighed in frustration before kissing him back with equal fervor.

"Swati is gonna kill me today." Were her last words when he picked her up to go to bed.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Gosh Swati, calm down and stop cringing. Everything is all set, you have no option but to wear that jewelry for few more hours, aryan will be right here in less than two hours and am here only by your side." She answered all the worries calmly.

"Yeah whatever!! Now at least tell me how beautiful am looking and how all the boys will faint seeing me." Swati told her what to speak.

Sanyukta chuckled at her childishness. "Of course sweetheart, today you are looking the most beautiful girl in this world and I don't know about all the boys but aryan would surely faint." Sanyukta winked at her.

Swati was dressed in a beautiful yet simple maroon color velvet lehenga, she had chosen it herself. It was paired with heavy kundan jewelry as it was chosen by her mom-in-law.

(Our beautiful bride)

"Thank you love!! You are looking so pretty too, obviously less than me." Swati checked her out.

After an hour or so of talking and of course special first night advice from the experienced to the amateur, they were informed that the groom was here. Sanyukta looked after Swati's final touch ups and then hurried downstairs to welcome the groom and his family.

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"Bro, all set?" Randhir patted aryan's back, asking enthusiastically.

Currently they were sitting in a decorated car, heading to the hall where the wedding was to take place. There were aryan and randhir on the back seat, and two of their other friends in the passenger and driver seat.

"I dont know, I feel so nervous." Aryan chirped biting his nails.

"Nervous? Dude it's the bride's job to be nervous." One of his friends joked to lighten his mood.

"Bro am getting married to Swati Sharma, in our case its my job only to be scared and nervous." Aryan stated the fact.

All his friends laughed at the poor guy's misery. Randhir kept a hand on his shoulder and faked a sympathetic look.

"Don't worry, you will manage. She is not all bad." Randhir smiled mischievously.

"Now finally this virgin will get some action." The one on the passenger seat pitched and high five with randhir.

Aryan completely turned red at the mention and looked outside trying to hide his blush.

"Look he is so shy." Even randhir teased him loudly.

"Guys slow down, we are here. Someone might hear you." The driving guy said.

Till now they hadn't noticed that their car had reached the the banquette hall and were now ready to be welcomed. Aryan took the opportunity and exited the car at lightening speed.

He was looking like a royal prince in his cream, heavy work sherwani. A maroon color velvet dupatta was gracefully draped on his arms and his hair were perfectly gelled.

(Our royal groom)

Others also came out of the car, Aryan was welcomed by Swati's mother in the traditional style. Randhir came and took his place beside his wife.

"You're looking so beautiful." He whispered to her ear.

"You already told me that in the morning." She chuckled.

"But you didn't let me tell you properly that time. No problem later on I'll tell you properly." He winked coyly.

"Shut up now and concentrate here." She whisper yelled at him and showed a glare to hide her blush.

As he quietened down, she finally got a change to look at him properly. When she had left the house he wasn't ready. She checked him out proudly as he was looking dapper in the white short kurta, white pants and pink blazer. He had left the top buttons open and rolled up the sleeves to give his attire a sexy edge. His hair were messy, adding to his hotness and cuteness at the same time.

(His look)

Soon they all entered the decorated place stuffed with hundreds of people, who had come to bless the happy couple. Aryan was seated on the chair in front of the holy fire, doing as told by the priest but his eyes were constantly on the stairs from where Swati could descend anytime now.

His wait ended soon as she came down with her mother and Sanyukta at both sides. She smiled at him excitedly while he was lost in her. Randhir smiled looking at her smiling face and sent a quick prayer to keep that smile intact, she was his sister and fighting partner after all.

As Swati settled beside her groom, Sanyukta joined her husband again and both adored the beautiful couple while recalling their own moments. Randhir held her in a side hug and Sanyukta rested her head on his shoulder.

The priest was chanting spells as SwaYan took rounds around the sacred fire. SanDhir threw marigold petals at them just like all others.

"Finally these two also got settled." Sanyukta smiled as the couple was declared married.

"Yeah, thank God our plan worked." Randhir smirked while Sanyukta chuckled remembering it.

Yes! They were the masterminds behind all this fiasco. They had talked SwaYan's parents into getting them married. SanDhir had brainwashed them to that extent that they didn't buy any of their child's excuses. Here they were standing as man and wife all because of our SanDhir.

"What next?" Randhir asked her.

"What?" She asked back.

"I mean we all are settled professionally, these dumbheads got married, now what next?" He asked her, smiling coyly.

"Umm... I don't know. What do you want to do?" She asked still not getting his meaning.

"Maybe welcome a junior shekhawat." He whispered to her ear huskily.

Sanyukta's breath hitched in her throat as she looked at him and realized that she had heard him right. She had always wanted a baby, but they had decided to plan everything properly to give the best of life to their child. She couldn't really believe that he had said it.

"You serious?" Was all she could ask.

"Very much. I mean to say that we are mature enough to start our family and I think it's time we gift this world some beautiful and intelligent children." He winked.

"Oh my God!! You won't believe, I myself was going to talk to you about it in a week's time." She said in an overexcited whisper as they didn't want anybody else to hear them.

"That's great. So when do you want to start?" He smiled getting excited himself.

"Tonight?" She asked.

"Tonight it is." He confirmed.

"Thank you so much Randhir, I love you." She felt overwhelmed even at the thought.

"You don't need to thank me baby and yeah I love you more." He hugged her and wiped her unshed happy tears.

They both smiled in satisfaction as their friends came towards them and hugged them tightly.

It was indeed a very special day for all of them.

Life is perfect!!

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Its a wrap.

SwaYan got married😍😍

Sandhir are planning a baby❤❤

Life is perfect!!!

While writing this I got so excited that didn't even notice when it exceeded 2600+ words.

DON'T REMOVE THIS BOOK FROM YOUR LIBRARY YET, I MIGHT GIFT YOU GUYS A BONUS CHAPTER SOMETIME.

This story holds a special place in my heart as it was just a random idea that came to my mind and I just somehow felt that I had to make it work.

Thankfully you guys made it a success and supported me throughout. ❤❤❤

I thank all of you, even the silent readers, for reading this story and making me confident about it.😘😘😘

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Love you all,
Mohini ❤