Shivaay

It's finally the D-Day the grand wedding of Shivaay Singh Oberoi. Ever since the news is announced the paparazzis are crowded around the house or my office.

It's been hell lot of hectic days. The trinity has not let me work properly since last whole months, just because "Teri shaadi ki shopping hai bhai, toh teri zarrorat hogi hi na (It's your wedding shopping hence you are required to me present)" those are Biji's words. Damn man why Indian weddings last a whole week?

"Ab vadhu ko bulaiye (Please call the bride)" The Pandit Ji called for the bride.

As those words left his mouth the big smile on the Trinity's faces had, watching me as the groom, fell. Their faces were immediately snapped into stern looking ones. I looked at Papa and Bade Papa they just smiled at me a fake one. OmRu and Ishana just sighed at the elders reactions but the only of happy big smiling one was Daadaji.

He asked me to smile as well and look at my bride.

She looked ethereal in the bright red lehenga, Golden jewelleries. The red Chooda bangles with dangling Kalire adorning her hands. The only problem is that her face is covered completely with the dupatta.

As she came close enough to the mandap, I extended a hand to help her climb up in that heavy outfit.

Ouch those nails!! Why did she hold my hand to tight?

I can see the nail marks on my hand as we sat. What did I do?

I tried looking at her eyes, the one I love the most but the dupatta didn't let me.

"Apna haath aage kijiye." The pandit ji placed few flower petals as we did so and continued the rituals.

Ishana

The wedding's done and we are moving to Oberoi Mansion. The ride to home is utterly silent with occasional sniffling of Bhabhi. It's scary to be this silence. I looked at Rudy Bhaiyaa, he nodded and tried to lighten the mood.

"Itna sannata kyun hai bhai? Finally Shivaay Bhaiyaa is hooked, khushi ka mauka hai. Let's play some music."

"No Rudy. Not now everyone's tired I don't want any noise." Omkara turned off the music player. "Also we are almost there."

"How boring of you!" Rudy Bhaiyaa sulked and crossed his arms like a kid.

"Ahh!! Ishana Bhabhi, ab toh app jethani ho gai na. But please don't go around ordering her warna~~~"

"Duffer Ishana will be her Devrani she'll be the Jethani" Omkara explained.

"How? Ishana Bhabhi became the Bahu of our house first, right?" Rudy Bhaiyaa scratched his head.

"Is he really our brother, Shivaay? Please tell me he's adopted or something."

"How mean! Bhaiyaa look at this lambe baalon wala prani. I swear I am gonna chop your hairs off." Rudy bhaiya warned not before his dramatic 'Haw!!'

"Don't you even dare touch my hair strand, Rudy. I'll burn you gym down and throw all your protein shakes in that." Omkara can't take any word against his silky smooth hairs.

And then there's silly siblings fights.

Shivaay

While Om and Rudra were in their banter I hear a small laugh from her. Atleast she seem to be happy, even if it was for a brief moment.

"Stop it guys! Chhote bache ho kya?" Ishana scolded.

"He started." Both of them complained pointing at each other and that's when She let out big laugh.

That beautiful laughter of hers brings peace to me. Then the car was filled with our laughter.

"Thank god you laughed Bhabhi." Ishana commented.

Finally we were home.

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All the post marriage rituals except Grahprvesh is postponed as all of as were drained with all the functions.

"No no bhaiyaa aise kaise?" Rudra and team where standing at the room blocking my way.

"I know what you guys want. So here are your gifts." I have watched enough T.V. serials to know what was going to happen so I prepared the gifts for them.

"Thank you bhaiyaa. Good night." Ishana and Rudra hopped back to their respective rooms excited to open the gifts.

"Good night Shivaay!" With that Om left too.

As I entered the room I saw my bride fast alseep on the bed with that heavy outfit, again with the veil on. I am pretty much sure that's not at all comfortable.

"Hey! Wake up." With a little tap she woke up and sat straight up.

"I am sorry but I think you should change first. I know the dress is anything but comfortable to sleep in."

Without a word she stood and sat near the dressing table. That's when she took the veil off.

This is the first time I am seeing her face, since we went to her house for the first ever time.

"I'll go freshen up else well." I left to the bathroom.

I took long enough to let her take her time to change.

As soon as I got out she had removed her jewelleries and her hairs were free from those pins. She was left with her lehenga.

"Do you want me to leave~~" before I could complete she left towards the bathroom. Why is she not talking?

Few minutes later she came out in a white Salwar Suit.

"Which side would you like?" I tried to initiate some conversation.

No words spoken but I guess what was coming.

"Annika let's not recreate the scenes of those clichéd television dramas where the couples who don't wanted to get married but eventually have to, the female starts to set her bed on the couch but the male goes like 'Tum bed par so jao main yahan so jaunga' and all. Let us be mature and tell me where you want to sleep? Left or Right?"

"So you did not want to marry me but eventually did?" She finally asked, sarcastically.

"Annika I~~"

"Of course why would you marry girl like this?" She pointed her face and added "Why would anyone be willing to do that?"

"Annika let me~~"

"But let me tell you Mr. Oberoi you were the one who proposed this marriage."

"Yes I did."

"Why?" She asked.

"Because I~~" what should I tell her, it's not the right time.

"You what? Okay I got it. You thought who will marry the girl with this burnt face. Main hi kurbaani deke mahaan ban jata hun, right?"

"Annika listen~~"

"Congratulations Mr. Oberoi your plan's successful. So please, now that you're done playing Mahaan don't think I'll accept you as my husband. I am not your wife. So please don't look at me like that. I hate it, I hate those eyes. I hate you!" She angrily went on the left side of the bed and lied.

It's okay if you don't think of me as your husband but for me, you're my wife. I will work on the relation alone gor the time being. I don't know if you'll ever love me but I will definitely make you not hate me and become my friend for the very least. It's my promise.

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Do you think Shivaay will be able to fullfil the promise?

Stay safe take care of yourself and your loved ones

Love Love ❤

M. S.