Six more months passed in a blink of an eye , spending time together . The more she understood him the more she was falling for him . 

Aarush's condition was no way different , Syahi was becoming his habit , a bad one, a lovely one , a intoxication , he wasn't getting out of it any way . 

His mother presented the thought of their marriage by Indian rituals , and Syahi couldn't be more happy . She loved her culture , she loved her country. It all felt unreal to her , she thought of how came  she could be  so lucky. 
The engagement ceremony was all beautiful and memorable,  Aarush 's family was very excited,  his friends,  their common friends and Sayhi 's most loved,  her one and only family,  Tiffany. 
Tiffany was over the moon,  her sister like best friend was getting married the next day.

All the hopes,  wishes and prayers had come to play , that Tiffany made for Syahi....

" We will make it beautiful Syahi " , Aarush 's said,  they were sitting in the balcony, on the  cozy sofa where Syahi was sitting in between his legs,  all relaxed., it was 11 pm in the night,  dinner done and it was now time for Syahi to go.  Aarush didn't want her to go, but the Indian rituals said the bride couldn't live with the groom before they get married.  He didn't liked the idea but what could he even do,  both his mother and his to be wife were a great believer of the desi rituals. All he was supposed to do was to sit back and watch them enjoying these rituals,  and it was enough,  enough for him to feel at ease and smile .

" I know,  we will make it best " , Syahi was sure than anything . Her hands in his, they both were cuddling.  It was the best feeling, putting her head on his chest and listening to his quietness was her favourite task.  It felt surreal .
" you sound so sure?  " , Aarush wanted to know,  " umm hmm!  And why wouldn't I won't be !? , you're with me,  I know if I ever mess up, you will always be there to help it all, " , Aarush breathed, the trust she shows on him felt like love .

"I will " , that was all he could say. He felt loved.  She felt it too. 

"Tiffany!!  , is it done good!?  , you check it,  I don't trust any other's advice you know it.  " .....Syahi was too busy in getting ready,  and why not ....it was her day.  It was the most awaited day of her life .
It was her marriage with the love of her life,  now her going to be family. 
A family , a partner, that she always wanted. Dreams were coming true today. 

Aarush was waiting for her bride on the mandap (holy place where the holy fire is lit to conduct the marriage ceremony)  .... He had his maroon Kurta on with a caramel yellow shining turban with a tint of gold,  his yellow golden shawl wrapping around his shoulders to his hand,  giving him a King's look.... Impreesive groom right!?  But wait the brides are always the more beautiful ones.... Yes there she was stepping down the stairs with her caramel yellow golden bridal skirt and blouse with her moroon chunri, tuck to her blouse and covering her head,  her jewels shinny but less than her twinkling eyes , her maang tika going tick toc, and her payal and bangles making the most soothing sounds. There she was,  Syahi Aharaya soon to be Syahi Grey. 

She came and was asked to sit down beside her groom,  six months of relationship but she was still shy.  The moment she sat beside him,  he took her hands in his,  her eyes roaming all throught his face and ended with an eye lock.

The mantras were chanted, the varmala (garlands)  were exchanged , the holy rounds (phera ) were taken, and then it came the most beautiful moment when he filled her hair partition with vermilion and decorated her neck with her most worshipped jewel from now, the symbol of her marriage, her family,  the mangalsutra (the holy chain)  .

Their marriage was finally completed with the blessings of all the elders and wishes of all good friends , their relationship was finally given a name ,the way she wished for. 

Syahi couldn't even explain her inner sense what she was feeling,  the overwhelmness was just happiness would be an understatement .

It was the time when she did her home welcoming ceremony just in the Indian style,  Anuradha was overexcited to welcome her one and only daughter in law. The girl she whenever looks at always feel heaven, her son's wife and her daughter....

The puja and left over rituals were finally completed and now it was the time for them to go in their shared bedroom ,her new bedroom. 

The first night converted to a conversation session , a cudling session,  a more loving session.  Syahi was tired as hell and Aarush was a gentle man for a reason....

The  very next morning was a late one. Of course, yesterday was hectic. 
The new rays of light, when flashed on Syahi's face from the bedroom window felt like a new life has hit her.  A new life,  a lovely life that she always prayed for. She didn't want to open her eyes,  what if all this was a dream?  , what if she wakes up to find that it was never real.  !? , but no....the knock on the door felt real and more real was the servant's words when she said Anuradha ma'am was asking if sir and ma'am are awake and also to inform her about the chulha pujan rasam (ritual).  It's all real Syahi, This is all true..... Oh my God, she freaked inside with the happiness.

She hurriedly took her essentials and clothes from the drawer and cupboards and ran towards the bathroom,  she couldn't disappoint her mother in law at any cost. 
When she came out of the bathroom wearing a yellow Saree and hairs packed up in the towel,  Aarush was awake,  lying down on the bed,  staring out of the window.  She let her wet hairs fall and started her little make up,  and that's when Aarush realized someone's presence,  looking at her, the morning first ever in his  entire life felt worth it.  She looked gorgeous in the attire,  applying vermilion and bindi,  her magalsutra hanging down her neck. 

Her eyes fell onto him and realized he was staring at her,  her red face shouted of how much shy she felt under his gaze.  He didn't even realized when he stood up from the bed and walked towards her ,  all hypnotized.  He stood behind her and bent to her level, gently putting his hands on her shoulders.  Their eye lock broke when he huskly whispered " beautiful " in her ears,  his breathe hitting her earlobes,  screaming sensations.  The sensuality made her close her eyes and bend her neck in opposite direction.  Aarush's next move made her breath hard, she was almost going to moan but controlled herself when he kissed on her neck . Not just a kiss. Their pretty session left a hickey on her neck. 

She was continually complaining that too to  the culprit Itself , like a child , of how she had to wear big necklace to hide the mark . That's why he always used to call her cute. 

The chulha pujan rasam went great,  Syahi made lotus seed (makhana ) Kheer, it was Aarush's favourite she knew,  also she made kachori and lehsun (garlic)  ki chutney.  Ohh!  The taste, made Anuradha nostalgic, and happy too. Her daughter in law was a great chef, she was satisfied about it.  The breakfast was a little heavy for Aarush but he had it,  rather he was continually appreciating her food. 

It was the time for office , everyone knew of how Syahi loved her work  , so everybody was expecting her  to complain of how she couldn't attend the court while Aarush was going , he told he had an unavoidable case otherwise he would have left it pending . of course it was just the next day after their wedding , who loves to attend office when you have a  beautiful wife at home . but everyone knows this too ,  of how this man is fond of his work . 

Syahi stayed back while Aarush went , giving her a kiss on her  knuckles . She was happy meeting his family , his cousins , aunts and uncles . It was great feeling for her . Being a part of a family , she was loving it . 

Soon it was evening , the ladies of the house were in the kitchen making snacks for children and men of the house . The snacks party was done but Aarush was still wasn't home . Syahi was in her room looking at herself in the mirror , the symbols of her marriage , her love shining bright in the dim golden light of the dressing table . Suddenly her eyes fell onto the mark , she shyly bit her lips , the memories of the moments were alone enough to make her feel giddy . 

She got a mini heart attack when someone sneaked his arm around her waist from behind , her wide eyes met with his , under the dim golden light . Her husbands eyes were too beautiful .Their eyes locked for a moment , but soon got broke when he subsided her hairs from her neck , to look at his mark on her . Syahi's reflex was enough to be a turn on for Aarush . He kissed her again there , maintaining the eye contact with her . He turned the stool around , he was sitting on his knees , Syahi sneaked her hands around his neck , and attatched their heads . "missed me already ? ", Sayhi nodded , she missed him like hell .  "and you didn't miss me ?", Syahi asked , Aarush looked at her , enough for her to take a yes from his eyes . She smiled .