𝐄𝐗 - 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲

Sharvari's pov:
The Pooja turned out to be almost four hours long and ended hardly five hours ago in the late afternoon almost three thirty pm.

It starved everybody so much especially jaisingh's as they were not allowed to eat anything before the Pooja ends as a ritual and now everyone is tired.

But sleeping is not an option for today because it's a formal party for everyone as all the businessmen are invited to the jaisingh haveli but it's seventy percent area is converted into a heritage hotel called dhani where the party is being held.

It took us pretty long to come back and exhaust ourselves completely to get ready again to attend the party.

Jaisingh mansion is different from their ancestral home , this is more of a royal yet modern combination with a perfect blend of the king-ly vibe.

For the party I am already decked up in a beautiful golden saree with a royal blue blouse which has a beautiful work done on it paired with a few bangles which have kundan work done and similar earrings and flats which were so gorgeous.

I fixed my hair for one last time tucking them properly in the hairstyle which I just got done by the hairstylist as I kept them open.

My pallu falls on my left arm as I decided to let it open rather than making pleates out of it.

I look too gorgeous today and the saree is also pretty but not too heavy but the blouse is indeed.

Fixing my blouse for the last time I twirled around to look at myself when I found two arms snaking around my waist from behind.

"gorgeous."

Aviraj whispered in my ear making me blush since his hands caressed my tummy.

Yeah! I became too chubby after giving birth to avika and sometimes sarees make me look even more fatty but thankfully the fabric of this one doesn't.

I lost the feeling of warmth and a frown appeared on my face but then I found Aviraj pushing my hair on my left shoulder.

"aviraj."
I warned him as he made eye contact with me through the mirror in front of us.

"do you even know how much time it took to make this hairstyle?"
"they're perfect baby."

He sang the last word making my heart flutter at his actions as he locked the neckpiece bringing my hair back and caressing them.

A voluntary gasp left my mouth when I saw the beautiful piece hanging around my neck and a few tears gathered on the corner of my eyes.

"Hey! You didn't like it? It's okay but don't cry. Please."

He said wiping those tears even before they could touch my cheeks ruining the makeover I got done by breaking my back.

It took us almost an hour to get this done and these stupid tears could've just wasted a thousand rupees.