Dev and Trisha

The wedding

Trisha didn't like what she was hearing but she stood behind them listening to whatever they were talking

"Yes , you're the package and the girl you're getting married to is lucky. What's she like"

" She was like no marriage bla blah and the moment she came to know I was the groom it all changed"

" A drool worthy man like me is a big luck for her, from my height to my inches"

Trisha couldn't believe the crap coming out of Dev's mouth

" She's an average looking girl, hope she won't pounce on me like a dog seeing a read meet"

" Shut up, I wouldn't even touch the shadow of a self obsessed sick man like you" she screamed

Both the guys turned to look at the person screaming . A drunken Dev waved his hands looking at Trisha

" When did you come, hey this my bachelor party" he slurred

" I'm not here to crash your stupid party, where the hell is Krishna , Meghna has went behind him"

" Krish is a cry baby, he couldn't accept the challenge . He ran and hid in some room on the left"

" Please take this in a personal level and I hope you don't forget when you get sober, you are a sick man who sucks to the core" she chided

" I'm a gentleman " he said taking a step towards her

Trisha wanted to slap him so much but the thought of touching him only made her feel disgusted but as he neared closer she immediately pushed him and he lost balance falling down, his friend tried getting him up

Inside the room Krishna was lying on the bed , his legs dangling out, a worried Meghna tried waking him up but in vain, Trisha entered the room

" He's just drunk, nothing could've happened"

" How could they force somebody" said Meghna

" It isn't fair on him" she cried

" Sister there isn't time to talk rules and law, we're running late so let's tell somebody to take him home".  She replied

They checked his phone to find the number of their uncle Kathir who looked like he was in his late 40's, surely he would know the concept of bachelor party and he would be taking them home without making a fuss. As they contacted him and sent them the address , they left.Trisha really wanted to not call anybody so that this stupid Dev will miss his own wedding and she can live happily for a few more years happily as a single
girl but she would never ruin the happiness of her sister and parents so she had to make the call .

It was six in the morning and Trisha's mom was knocking her door, waking up she rubbed her eyes and checked her phone
" Mom I'm awake" she cried out

" Don't delay , please get ready" she replied back loudly

"Okay ma" was her response, Trisha got up and entered her bathroom.
The make up artist the sisters booked for arrived and both the sisters got ready. They were wearing identical sarees , a magnificent copper kancheepuram silk saree with thick gold and red border. Traditional gold temple jewelry made them look like goddesses. Thick white Jasmine strings for their hair bun. As the family got ready and both the parents saw their daughters walking down the stairs both of them wept with joy and hugged their little daughters, Meghna was so happy but all Trisha could think was how am I going to leave them and go. She hugged her father tightly with tears rolling down her cheeks

" Don't ruin you're make up, look at me"  meghna said fluttering her eyes

Trisha smiled and wiped her eyes carefully without ruining the make up. They all boarded the car to go to the wedding hall.

The Groom's family still wasn't ready

" Don't you guys dare insult me on our wedding day"screamed Mr.Ganesh

He's been sitting in the hall and waiting for his sons for the past half an hour and the call from the Brides family got him angry as the women who were supposed to wear make up jewelry and saree were ready but his son's who had to just wear a silk shirt and dhoti were still not ready. Both the brothers hurried down and their family immediately collected the things needed for the wedding and left to the venue.

Both the brides were made to sit in a room in the wedding hall and they were waiting to be called. The wedding rituals started with the grooms and the fire was lit , the priest started chanting the Sanskrit prayers. The priest requested the  parents to bring their respective daughters. Trisha and Meghna were both made to walk to the mandap and made to sit next to the groom, the moment Trisha felt Dev's presence she remembered everything that happened yesterday night. she felt irked and very annoyed , arrangements and getting ready for the wedding didn't give her time to think about the jerk of her husband, she couldn't believe that it's real and that she's getting married to this jerk. She gritted her teeth to swallow her anger and turned to look at him, he was sitting next to her like an innocent boy , his eyes were pinkish , probably from yesterday she thought. Pooja questioned him about his eyes and he immediately blamed the fire's smoke , Trisha thought how shameless he was. Meghna and Krishna on the other hand were too happy ,it felt too good for them, Meghna moved closer to Krishna so that their shoulders touched and krishna smiled at her gesture. Pooja was able to absorb the energy from the stage, though she was a young girl she could perceive how the couples felt about each other just by the way the were sitting, the gap between Dev ,Trisha  and the closeness between Krishna and Meghna told it all. Dev could feel the exasperated look in Trisha's face and he knew women ,if he asked it will only get worse so he ignored . The priest called for the auspicious thread and as it was brought both the brothers tied them on the neck of their respective wives. As the thread came around Meghna's neck she smiled as happiness overwhelmed her. On the other hand Trisha tried not to frown as it came around her neck, Dev was able to feel her discomfort and it irked him.Now they were married, Dev is my bloody husband she cursed in her mind.

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