Enemies to lovers 🦋💗

The weeding ✨️🤌

The weeding day!
Bride; her lehenga is embroidery from sides and it's red colored with pastel colour , golden pure golden colour Broders her eyes are coloured with pink red and golden eyeshadow her cheeck are blushing in red and pink shades her skin is shining like a new born her
Jewellery; a mangtika, a pair of heavy zumkas, beautiful curved of hairs and royal bindi , she is looking nothing less than the most beautiful lady..

Groom ; golden sherwani with red long shahi poshak inside making it more elegant; his mom applied him surma for no nazar, his forehead is having the red Tilak with ears are having studs of gold having diamond in between, his fingers two of it having Signet Rings.
And ofcourse engagement ring shinning different, his graze is more than anything....
his dajiraj placed a kiss to his forehead before entering the mandap....
The sun had barely risen, casting a soft golden glow over the house, Today was their wedding day. The one ajabde had never imagined,

The bride;

She stood before the mirror, staring at the reflection that felt like a stranger. The heavy, ornate bridal lehenga draped around her, shimmering with intricate embroidery that her mother insisted on. Her hair was done up in an elegant bun, adorned with fresh flowers, and her makeup was flawless, just as her mother had envisioned.The door creaked open, and her mother walked in, her eyes filled with pride and excitement.

"Ajabde, beta, you look so beautiful," she said, her voice thick with emotion.

"Your father and I are so happy. Pratap is a wonderful man. You're going to be so happy together."

Ajabde smiled at her, she adjusted a strand of hair.

Grrom;
He stood at the mandap, the sacred fire blazing before him, surrounded by family and friends. The chanting of the priests filled the air, and the rich fragrance of incense added to the solemnity of the moment.
His eyes flickered over the crowd. Everything was in place. His family stood around, watching as the ceremony proceeded. And then, he saw her.
Ajabde stepping toward the mandap, her movements slow, careful, almost as she is accepting the royal life.
The priest handed them the sacred fire, and they began the first of the seven vows, the Saptapadi. Each vow was a promise, a commitment to their life ahead , she was nervous but he held her hand firmly, assuring her without words that this was the right choice, that she was making the right choice.The last vow, the final promise, was made. The priest declared them as husband and wife This was real. This wasn't just a ceremony-it was the beginning of their love life.

As the ceremony concluded and the people around them began to congratulate them,
As they walked out of the mandap, hand in hand, the music swelling around them, This was the first step.

the pictures being clicked, the congratulations coming from every direction.After a while the weeding has been done,
Hansa is crying for ajabde as her one and only daughter is not anymore hers, ranima hold her hand and say her don't woory hansa ab ajabde ki sari jimmedari meri hai....
tum bilkul jitna maat karo! Ranaji put a gentle hand on her head as a fatherly care, she smiled and hugged her mom and dad crying in low voice, pratap joints his hand to them saying don't woory hansa maa and datta i will never disappoint you!
Ramji hugged him, pratap touched his feet....hansa hugged ranima and
say her ab ye aapki bahu hai ranisa!
Usko kabhi hamari kaami na hone dena....
Kesi baat karahi hai aap?
Kesi kami aap log iab chahe yaha asakte hai hansa aur ramji,
After then they left in the car.....
Pratap hold her hand and try to make her feel good....
Ranima take to her new room that's Pratap's chamber.....
It was night time...
When pratap was busy with his friends, shakti and some of his relatives...
Ajabde was in his room with his chahchi,maan & saubhagyvati...