Jaipur,
Rajasthan.
Applying a last touchup, which was her strawberry-lip bam, Trisha called out for Anushka.
"Oye, Anushka, are you done."
"Yes, almost." Replied Anushka stepping inside Trisha's room fixing her Maharashtrarian saree, which was of marron colour with small embroidery on it, and she wore a set of silver jewellery which perfectly paired with the saree.
As soon as her gaze fell onto Trisha, she placed her hand on her forehead in irritation and questioned strictly.
"Is this how you wear a saree Trisha? Look at yourself, and the plates? What have you done with that. Let me help you."
Saying this she bent down and started fixing Trisha's plates while Anushka said making an innocent face "You know that this is the first time I'm wearing a saree, how do you expect me wear it perfectly?"
"You were watching tutorials of wearing a saree from the past week, and still you messed up. Not expected." Anushka said standing up after fixing Trisha's saree.
"Huhh, anyways. Who cares?" Trisha replied wearing her heels.
"Come on, we are already late. Kritika must be waiting for us." Anushka yelled from the door.
"Yeah, I'm done." Saying this Trisha too exited their alloted room, while Anushka locked it and both headed towards their car
Settling on the driving seat, both bucked their seat belts, and as always, Trisha drove as fast as she could as she was fond of cars and speeds.
Arriving at the destination, they both stepped inside and smiled looking at the board where there was written 'Kritika weds Aditya' in a beautiful calligraphy.
"Finally, I'll be a massi." (Massi - aunt) Trisha sighed strolling towards the air-conditioned big luxury Hall which was drapped with expensive designer cloths, and huge expensive chandeliers were hanging, indicating how reputated and rich the family was. The scent of rose lingered everywhere. There was a huge structured stairs and the left side, which was to enter the bride and groom's room.
On the right side, the mandap was all flourished with beautiful flowers and leaves giving it all a traditional look, where Aditya, was seated, while the priest recited mantras.
"Shut up. At least let them marry first, then they have to work out, and then you and me, both will be massis." Anushka responded laughingly.
"Come on, she must be in the bride's room." Anushka said grabbing Trisha towards the stairs where the the bride's room was.
"Oh my God, you look so beautiful, I don't think Aditya jiju will control himself after looking at you." Trisha entering, looking at Kritika.
"No, they can not do anything, until the Satya Narayan pujan is done." Anushka said sternly, while Kritika laughed.
"I'm going out and looking if all arrangements are done or not, you guys carry on." Trisha said leaving.
"She's crazy." Anushka whispered smiling.
"Finally I'm getting married." Said Kritika being timid.
Before she could reply, Kritika's sister-in-law, Arshiya entered and said.
"The priest is calling the bride. Bhabhi, come." (Bhabhi - Sister-in-law)
"Yes, let me help you." Saying this Anushka stood up, helping Kritika to get up with the heavy lehenga she wore, while even Arshiya joined her to help.
Anushka securely placed the veil on Kritika, and both Anushka and Arshiya took her to the hall where Aditya was desperately waiting for Kritika.
As soon as she was in sight of Aditya, Aditya could not stop looking at her, he was so stunned a happy at that time. He never expected that Kritika would be in the bride's outfit, the same Kritika who promised him that she will end up marring only Aditya. It was his life's first best thing ever, which he could not believe at all.
Kritika steadily descended the stairs while Aditya was still lost in her Kritika-his love.
"Don't worry brother, she's yours." Advik, Aditya's bestfriend called out, grabbing his attention.
"Shut up." Aditya glared at him to which Advik grinned mischievously.
In the mean time Aditya did not realise, Kritika settled beside her. He was blushing like a mess, he could not control smiling.
"Ekdam, meri lag rahi ho." Aditya whispered, while Kritika chuckled.
"Vadhu ko mangalsutra pehenaiye." (Make the bride wear the nuptial chain) The priest ordered Aditya, handing him the nuptial chain.
Aditya gently took the mangalsutra in his fingers, and looking into Kritika's eyes her made her wear the nuptial chain.
"Sindoor lagaiye." (apply vermilion) The priest again ordered, to which he applied the vermilion in her partition of her hair.
And a 'Happy tear' escape from Kritika's eye, to which Aditya wiped it.
After completing the kanga daan and other rituals, the guest went to have lunch, which was out of the hall.
Trisha was the first one to go and have food. Whole Anushka stayed with Kritika to help her with the gifts.
After everything was done, the guests exited the hall and only the family members and close friends of bride and groom were present.
"You children go and have lunch, we will join you all later." Said both their family members, while all their close friends went to have lunch.
"I ate already." Trisha said.
"I know, you were the first one to go and eat." Replied Anushka chuckling.
"Common, now at least help me with this heavy lehenga." Said Kritika, looking at Trisha.
"Okay, okay. Cool down." Saying this Trisha held the another side of her lehenga.
"You sit here, I'll bring you food. Anushka, you come with me." Instructed Trisha, while both Anushka and Kritika did so.
Trisha, brought a thail of food for Kritika and sat beside Kritika on the chair.
After finishing the food, Kritika demanded of water so Trisha went to bring a glass of water, while Anushka too went along with her to bring the sweet dish.
Taking a glass of water and sweet dish, both left towards their table.
Trisha was, simply humming and going when she stumbled back, as she bumped into a man, and the glass of water got spilled on her saree.
On this she got very furious as she had a short temper.
"Hey can't you see?" Trisha growled raising her chin up, as the man was taller than her.
"Miss, you were the one, who wasn't paying attention." The man replied coldly.
"You Green Mango More!! Ulta chor kotwal ko Dante.(The thief scolds the police officer instead) You were the one who was on a phon call, and was not paying any attention." Trisha barked, grabbing his collar.
"Leave my collar. Do you know who am I?" The man too barked.
"I can destroy you within, seconds." He added.
"Before they both could fight more, the man's friend Advik cane and said.
"Devansh, bro, cool down yaar." Advik said
"Trisha, don't fight." Anushka whispered in her ears.
But when Anushka's gaze fell upon Advik, she got lost.
She just admired her, in those seconds, while even Advik did the same, even he too was lost in her eyes.
As if, both just fell in love with each other at first sight.
"You Bastard! If you have enough courage, the touch me and watch, I'm gonna break your bones up here."
Trisha's loud voice, brought both of them back to their senses.
"Trisha, let's go." Anushka said grabbing Trisha by her arm and they both left. Trisha-staring angrily at Devansh, while Anushka-stealing glances at Advik.
"Leave me yaar." Trisha said yanking Anushka's hand.
"I'll teach a lesson to that bastard." She added.
"What happen? And why is your saree so damp?" Quired Kritika.
"Long story." Sighed Anushka.
"Kriti, come here you didn't meet my closest friends right. They are here." Aditya said giving her a hand to stand, and they both left from the table.
"Huhh. Come on let's go, it's her vidai now." Anushka said looking at Trisha while, Trisha made a grumpy face and stood up following Anushka.
They both walked towards to hall where everyone were present, where even Devansh and Advik were there with others.
Looking at Devansh, Trisha got furious and took big steps towards him saying "I will surely teach him a lesson now, who does he think he is?"
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