As they reached their room, Vikrant set her back to her feet and welcomed her to their room and a new venture.
"Welcome to our new beginning "he said lovingly looking in her eyes.
"Uhh, Itna boring welcome. Didn't expected this." Nishtha said with a smug expression and then burst out laughing but it was cut short by the next thing Vikrant said.
"Well, the welcome has not even started and trust me you will beg me to stop, withering under me but at the same time you will be longing for it." He whispered huskily in her ear and slightly bit her earlobe, turning Nishtha a blushing mess.
"I thought you are more of an action than a word guy." She said trying to sound unaffected by their proximity.He inched a bit closer if that was even possible and gave a tug to her lower lip before whispering.
"Well that you will find out tonight." He removed the veil on her head and helped her open her hair, removing the heavy accessories.
"Am never getting married again. These weigh more than me" She removed her earring sitting on the bed, collecting all the accessories on one side of the bed and all hairpins on the other.
"Babe, you got married for first and last time, okay!" Vikrant said possessively sitting beside her, playing with her hair.
"True" She said getting up from the bed taking her things onto the dressing table. She returned to Vikrant who lazily laid on the bed observing her every movement.
Vikrant pushed her under him and inched his face closer to hers. Nishtha looked at his eyes and lips in anticipation and excitement of what the night would turn out to be like. Her eyes shut close waiting for the feather like touch of Vikrant's warm lips on her.
Just at the moment Vikrant's lips touched hers their door banged loudly.
"Bhaiya Bhabhi" Kritika shouted from the other side of the door. Both of them stood up in a shock and looked at each other confused. Nishtha quickly adjusted her duppatta on the shoulder while Vikrant opened the door.
"Jaldi niche chalo (Let's go down quickly)" Nishtha and Vikrant looked at her confused. Nishtha walked to Vikrant.
"You'll understand everything after going down, let's go" Kritika pulled Vikrant by his hand while Nishtha ran behind them with her curls bouncing on her back.
The scene downstairs left the couple shocked and wide-eyed.
"Krishiv?" Vikrant walked towards the door.
"Tell him to get lost from here. We have no relation with each other" Rivaah shouted in anger refusing to look at him. Nishtha walked over to Rivaah who stood with Sanskriti and Pranali.
"What's going on Krishiv?" Kiaan whispered to Krishiv who looked at his mother with guilt.
"Ma atleast hear me out, please" Krishiv tried taking a step inside the house.
"Stay right where you are. You are no longer invited into this house. Didn't you hear your mother, get lost!" Hriday said darkly that caused shivers to erupt on Nishtha's bare hands.
"Chachi, let's listen to him atleast once. For me, please" Nishtha said politely understanding the anger of his parents.
Krishiv stood at the door of the mansion with a girl dressed in bridal attire. He held her hand firmly in his hand as she continued staring at the ground with an angry expression on her face and nervousness, sadness and guilt in her eyes.
"I have nothing to listen from him. He is no longer my son"
"Ma" Krishiv looked at Rivaah shocked who was bubbling in anger.
"Why did you marry each other all of a sudden? And wasn't Radhika going to marry someone else?" Vikrant and Kiaan asked Krishiv, ignoring the rest of the family members.
"I couldn't see her spending her life with someone else other than me. Neither she would have been happy nor me" Krishiv explained them.
"Okay okay, jo hua so hua, chachi, forget about Krishiv for the moment and think about the girl standing on your doorstep. What is her fault in this? She was either ways going to marry someone else and here she is now. Think about what she must be feeling, how guilty she would be thinking that her father's reputation got tarnished due to this act" Nishtha explained Hriday and Rivaah upon noticing Radhika's bent head that spoke volumes for itself.
"Get the thali and welcome them" Rivaah said hafl-heartedly understanding Nishtha's point of view. Nishtha brought the aarti thali and handed it over to Sanskriti just for Sanskriti to ask her to do it.
"You are the current eldest DIL of the house. This is your right" Sanskriti asked Nishtha to do all the welcoming rituals for Radhika.
Krishiv and Radhika entered the house together and walked towards the sofa. While walking towards the sofa, Radhika stumbled and held Nishtha's hand to stabilise herself from falling. Nishtha held her quickly and asked Krishiv to get a chair for her.
"Get water, I'll check her vitals" Vikrant understood Nishtha and stood beside her with a glass of water. She made Radhika drink it.
"Was she fasting today?" Vikrant asked looking at Krishiv.
"I was" Radhika replied first time after being here for all this time.
"Waah, first you get married to the first guy you saw and then also fast for him. I was a fool who believed those things you said to me earlier" Krishiv muttered to himself while glaring at Radhika who glared back at him. The whole family heard what Krishiv said but chose to ignore it.
"Someone straight-out refused to marry me after showing me the most beautiful dreams just for them to turn into nightmares. And yes not everyone fasts sometimes people don't eat because they don't feel to eat not because they want to abide by the customs" Radhika said in the normal tone refusing to back off.
"Time-out guys. Next time you start this infront of the family, all of us would be involved, its your personal matter, let it be behind the doors of your bedroom or else they'll become public" Pranali who was watching their exchange silently realised that something hit wrong between the 2 friends all of a sudden.
"Let's go sleep. We will talk tomorrow morning when everyone is in a better mood" Omkar announced and soon everyone started returning to their rooms. Krishiv pulled Radhika to his room, welcoming her in a polite manner though his mind was filled with rage against her while Radhika didn't bother pulling off another stunt as she was extremely tired due to the activites of the day. Changing into Krishiv t-shirt and shorts, she slipped into the bed, farthest left from him as he slept furthest right to her. Rivaah knocked onto their door and handed Radhika a plate filled with food and asked her to eat, ignoring Krishiv completely.
On the other hand, Vikrant and Nishtha entered the room tired and exhausted of the happenings.
"We'll continue what we left in our honeymoon" Nishtha said tiredly, yawning as she pulled her hair in a ponytail and walked towards the washroom to wash off the makeup and change into nightsuit. She was lazy to wear anything sexy and opted for a cute pair of shorts and loose t-shirt. It took her more than half-an hour to wipe all makeup off her face.
When she returned, Vikrant had removed his sherwani and was in a comfortable pair of shorts with shirt of matching colour.
Nishtha placed a kiss on his forehead and cuddled with him to sleep, forgetting all her worries and being at peace in his arms. Vikrant woke up due to her peck and noticed her wrapped in his arms. He pulled her closer to him, hugging her back tightly before dozing off to sleep.
All the couple could think about was their honeymoon for which they would be departing in the afternoon tomorrow. Since the packing for it were already done, they were relaxed about it but the worry of Krishiv and Radhika was always there, not knowing whether they should postpone their honeymoon or go with the plan.
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