Tiara's Pov
The past week had been a whirlwind of activity, with wedding preparations in full swing. Aunty made sure I met everyone there, including Dhruv, and I found myself enjoying their company. She also made sure I call them whatever Shruti refer to them as. They were genuinely kind-hearted individuals, and I felt a sense of warmth towards them. However, as more guests arrived, I couldn't shake off the growing sense of anxiety. Being around so many new people triggered my social anxiety. However, here I sought solace in the quiet of my room, immersed in my book and lost in my thoughts.
Suddenly, Shruti burst into my room saying, "Come to my room," she blurted out, "I need to pick something to wear for our visit to the temple and we'll also be meeting Dhruv's fiance, remember?" Without hesitation, I agreed, "Oh yes, let's go." Following her to her room, we began sifting through her wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit. When I spotted a beautiful yellow dress, I suggested, "Why not wear this? It will look really pretty on you."
Shruti agreed but then insisted, "You should wear yellow too." Puzzled, I asked, "Why?" She simply replied, "I don't know, it'll be fun. We're best friends, after all, and we should match." Excited at her reasoning, I replied, "Alright, it will be fun."
After helping Shruti choose her outfit, I asked her to come to my room and assist me with mine. As we entered my room, I couldn't help but notice the two dresses I had bought during the chaotic week of wedding preparations. Despite my initial reluctance and repeated refusals, aunty had somehow managed to sneak in another dress for me.
While Shruti examined the dresses, I couldn't resist confessing, "I don't have many jhumkas(earrings) only five pairs, I guess." With a reassuring smile, Shruti brushed off my worry, saying, "Chill, it's not a big deal. I don't even have five pairs myself. Whenever I go shopping, I end up eating instead." Hearing this we both started laughing.
Amidst our laughter, we resumed our task of selecting the perfect jhumkas to complement our chosen yellow dress and after our selection session, we both headed to our bathroom to freshen up, ready to embark on our journey. Despite the lingering anxiety, I felt a sense of excitement building within me, eager to take part in the festivities and create cherished memories with Shruti by my side.
Akshit's Pov
The wedding preparations had kicked into high gear over the past week, keeping everyone occupied with various tasks. Despite the hustle and bustle, my mind couldn't shake off the incident with Chachu from the previous week. Both Papa and Chachu work at the same firm, which happened to be my father's.
During a discussion about the case, Chachu had remarked, "The firm you're working for is good and reputed, but remember, just like a coin has two sides, firms have their good and bad sides too and there, you know how they work." I acknowledged his words but expressed my reluctance to leave the firm, mentioning reasons beyond promotions and friendship. It was the connection to the case that had roots in an incident from five years ago, which is still an unresolved mystery that never got off my back.
With these thoughts revolving in my head, I descended to the ground floor for some work. However, Maa's voice interrupted my thoughts as she exclaimed upon seeing me, "Akshu beta, you're still not ready? We need to go to Chachu's house and then to the temple." I hesitated, murmuring, "I don't want to go, Maa." But Maa wasn't having it. "What do you mean you don't want to go? Even Aarav is coming. Go and get ready," she ordered. Resigned, I accepted muttering, "Ugh, okay, maa." She then reminded me to take a bath before leaving, to which I replied defensively, "Maa, I do take baths. What's with you?" With a sigh, I headed to my room to freshen up.
Emerging from the bathroom, I found myself in a dilemma over what to wear. Seeking guidance, I turned to Maa, but she simply said, "Wear whatever you want, beta." confused, I sought advice from Shruti, only to be met with her usual teasing. "Whatever you wear, you'll still look like a monkey," she quipped. Annoyed, I retorted, "Oh you mean you. Ohkayy!!" Shruti, unfazed, threatened to escalate the situation by involving Papa. "Say it again, and I'll call Papa," she warned, her playful banter further fueling my irritation. Unable to contain my frustration, I retorted, "Don't come to me with your problems next time. Bye!"
Still indecisive, I reached out to Dhruv for guidance on attire. His response, however, was less than helpful. "Why? Do you want to match with me? Remember, I'm the groom," he complained.
Feeling utterly baffled about what to wear, I reached out to Aarav in desperation. He chuckled, "Come on, buddy, this isn't a fashion show! Why are you asking everyone? Do you want to be a model or something?" I confessed that I wasn't keen on going, but since I had to, I wanted to make sure I looked handsome enough even if I always did. Then aarav suggested a red kurta, insisting, "You looked fine last time in it."
With a playful grin, I remarked, "Admit it, I looked handsome." he responded with, "Yeah, yeah Mr. Handsome." before ending the call. Finally, with Aarav's advice, finally I began to get ready.
Tiara's Pov
After getting ready, it was time for our departure. We would be traveling in two cars: one for the elders - Uncle, Aunty, Dadu, and Dadi - and another for the rest of us. When I heard that Akshit would be driving our car, I hesitated and suggested going with Uncle and Aunty instead. But Shruti snapped at me, saying, " oye, what do you mean? you will definitely come with us. I joked, "I don't want to die," earning an instant glare from Akshit. Aarav then quickly teasingly reassured me saying, "don't worry tiara, nothing will happen, I will be here. Hearing this Akshit irritated, teased, "Aww, really?, everyone will sit in the car without making any further comment as i will be driving and i definitely won't let anyone die."
Arriving at Chachu's house, I respectfully bowed down and touched Chachu and Chachi's feet as a sign of reverence, and they showered their blessings upon me. Aunty entered inside, remarking on how I initially seemed reluctant to come, but now here I was, and everyone chuckled at the sudden turn of events.
Then, Dhruv arrived, and he greeted everyone warmly. Shruti, being her usual curious self, approached Dhruv and inquired eagerly about whether we would be meeting Bhabi today. Dhruv, with a hint of amusement, assured her that she would see Bhabi soon and playfully told her to be patient. Shruti, persistent as ever, mentioned Dhruv not showing us a photo of Bhabi yet. Dhruv, with a smile, replied that there was no need for a photo when we would meet Bhabi directly. Her name was Nitya, Nitya mohan. Only daughter of Rajbeer mohan. She was sweet by what I heard. I was looking forward to meet her.
To my dismay, Shruti then brought up my desire to see Bhabi as well, prompting me to shoot her a glare for broadcasting it so openly. Dhruv then addressed both of us, expressing his trust in us to make Bhabi feel welcome despite the challenges of love marriages in the yadav family. His words warmed my heart, knowing that Dhruv trusted on me.
Shruti quickly reassured Dhruv that we would ensure Bhabi enjoyed herself, and I expreesed her sentiments, assuring Dhruv that everything would go smoothly and expressing gratitude for his trust in me. Dhruv, in turn, praised me sweetly, and his words filled me with a sense of appreciation.
Suddenly, Aarav and Akshit joined the conversation, curious about our discussion. Surprisingly, upon hearing Dhruv's praise for me, Akshit did a silent laugh, which was expected from this man. Not just Mr. Buzzkill also Mr. Asshole.
After our heartfelt conversation, we embarked on our journey to pick up Bhabi from her house and then proceed to the temple. The anticipation grew as we arrived, and upon seeing and meeting Bhabi, I got that she is not just a sweet and kind human being but also a beauty to be admired. We welcomed her warmly, and soon, Dhruv bhaiyya and Nitya Bhabi joined us in our car.
However, the joyous atmosphere was momentarily disrupted when one of their relatives, possibly their bua, made a remark that didn't sit well with me. No wonder Aunty and Chachi was worried about this marriage.
As Nitya Bhabi and Dhruv Bhaiyya engaged in their playful banter in the car, we finally arrived at the temple. The tranquil surroundings filled me with a sense of peace, enhanced by the soothing sounds around. As everyone made their way towards the temple entrance, I eagerly anticipated ringing the bell at the entrance.
However, when my turn came, I struggled to reach the bell due to my height. Shruti's laughter only added to my frustration, urging me to give up. Determined not to be defeated, I persisted, questioning why I couldn't accomplish such a simple task. Behind me, Akshit muttered something, his expression filled with irritation. I glanced back at him, puzzled by his reaction.
In my attempt to reach the bell again, I suddenly found myself lifted off the ground, my legs dangling in the air. Startled, I turned with wide eyes to see Akshit holding onto my waist, his face unreadable. His command to ring the bell snapped me out of my shock, to which i narrowed my eyes at him but then I complied. He gently lowered me back to the ground before swiftly moving past me to ring the bell himself. Shame engulfed me as I saw everyone watching us. What hell is wrong with this man, GOD.
As Shruti grabbed my hand, her playful insistence to move on echoed in my ears. "Let's go nowwww," she teased, her mischievous grin widening. Her teasing tone didn't escape me, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of confusion and bewilderment.
"What's going on, huh?" she prodded, clearly amused by my perplexed expression."What do you mean, obviously nothing? What did I do?" My words tumbled out in a jumble, mirroring the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me.
Shruti's response was a casual dismissal, "Okay okay okayyy, chilllll," she reassured, attempting to alleviate the tension with her easygoing demeanor. Despite her efforts, my mind remained clouded with questions, and the lingering shock of Akshit's unexpected actions left me grappling for clarity amidst the playful banter. Nitya bhabi joined in the mocking session of Shruti with a laugh. Chuckling she looked at me. I said, "yeah yeah keep laughing. My first impression to you was an embarrassment. Ughhhh." She replied chuckling, "Nothing like an embarrassment believe me Tiara, instead i would say it was a great piece of entertainment."
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