Author's POV
As the call ends, Shreya glances beside her, only to find a worried Siddharth.
"Can you please ask her and tell me what happened to her? I'm really worried," he said, his concern evident in his voice.
"Don't worry, brother, I'll ask her," she replied with a smile, placing her hand on his shoulder.
"But I'm really worried. She sounded like she was crying. Was she in pain?" his worry growing more pronounced.
"Calm down, brother. I'll talk to her. I'll go to her house this evening. Don't worry," she reassured him, attempting to calm his nerves.
"Please let me know how she is, okay?" he requested.
"Sure, brother, I will tell you," she replied with a soft smile.
"You know I love her, right? I can't see her in pain," he admitted, a hint of sadness in his voice.
"I know, I know. You'll be the best husband for her," she reassured him, patting his back gently.
He looked down at his hand, which held their wedding invitation card, the weight of their impending union heavy on his mind. Glancing at it briefly, he lifted his head to meet Shreya's gaze, still filled with worry. Shreya offered him a reassuring smile and gently patted his back.
"Let's not think too much and get back to the decorations," she said softly, her voice infused with a sense of calm, not wanting him to become more distressed.
He nodded with a sigh, setting the card aside as they both rose from their seats. Exiting Siddharth's room, they made their way to where the decorations awaited.
They were at Siddharth's house, where Shreya had come to lend her assistance with the wedding preparations. With each passing day bringing them closer to the big day, they focused on the tasks at hand, working together to create a beautiful celebration of their love.
"I'll go and keep an eye on the lighting. You can go to where the garlands are being stitched," he said to her, dividing their tasks efficiently to ensure everything progressed smoothly.
Shreya nodded with a smile, acknowledging his instructions. Together, they walked towards their respective tasks, ready to tackle the wedding preparations with determination and teamwork.
As Shreya walked, her attention scattered, taking in the surroundings without focusing ahead. Suddenly, she collided with someone, causing them to groan as items fell from their hands. Reacting swiftly, Shreya bent down to retrieve the fallen objects.
"Can't you seeโ" the man began, but his scolding halted as he looked at her.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I didn't see," she apologized, handing him back his belongings with a sheepish smile.
Speechless, the man simply stared at her, and she returned his gaze with a friendly expression.
"Abhimanyu?" she greeted with a smile. "I'm really sorry; I didn't see you coming."
"N-no, no, it's completely fine. I'm not angry, not at all," he replied with a smile, his initial annoyance dissipating.
"What are you doing here, by the way? Helping with the decorations?" she inquired.
"Yeah, I'm here to help with the decorations too because he's my best friend, you know," he explained.
"Oh, I was also here to help with some things," she remarked.
They engaged in conversation for a few minutes until they were interrupted by a woman's voice drawing closer.
"Shreya?" the woman called out, approaching them with a smile.
Turning around, Shreya frowned slightly as she noticed the woman standing at a distance. With a smile, the woman walked towards them.
"Beta, can you help me with some work if you don't mind?" she asked politely.
"Sure, Chachi," Shreya replied with a smile.
Glancing back at Abhimanyu, she bid him farewell.
"See you soon," she said sweetly, receiving a nod from him before she and Siddharth's Chachi walked away together.
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Meanwhile
Siddharth's POV
"Hatt, berozgar kahika,neeche utar,kuch dhang se nahi Krna aata tuje". I was scolding my cousin as he was keep on repeating the same mistakes
"You unemployed fool, couldn't even descend properly"
I scolded him as he came down from the stool, frustration evident in my voice.
"Muje kyu daat rhe ho?,?ย he retorted, annoyed by my chastisement.
"Why are you scolding me?"
"Toh or kya karu?pyaar karu?,"ย I quipped back, exasperated.
"So what should I do? Love you?"
"Ab mene kya kiya?,"ย he asked, his annoyance growing.
"What did I do now?"
"Tune kya kiya?,"ย I raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation.
"What did you do?"
As he continued to stare at me blankly, I took action.
"Ithar aa" I commanded, grabbing his arm and pulling him to a nearby spot.
"Come here,"
Releasing him, I pointed at the flowers.
"Ye dekh,"ย I said, directing his attention to the floral arrangement.
"Looks at this,"
"Kya?sunder toh h,"ย he remarked proudly, until I smacked his head.
"What? It's beautiful,"
"Ow!bhaiya"ย he winced, rubbing his head.
"Ow!brother"
"Mene tuje bola tha na ki Teri hone wali bhabhi ko gende ke phoolo se allergy h?," I scolded, glaring at him as he bit his tongue in realization.
"Didn't I tell you that your soon-to-be sister-in-law has allergies to marigold flowers?"
"Oh haa!me bhul Gaya tha,"ย he admitted sheepishly, smiling awkwardly.
"Oh, yes, I forgot about it,"
"Mr.Rohit Malhotra,Agar aapka hasna hogaya ho,toh jaiye phoolo ko badliye," I said firmly.
"Mr. Rohit Malhotra, if you're done laughing, then go and change it,"
He hummed and walked away, but then returned, leaving me confused.
"Ab kya hua?"ย I asked, puzzled by his sudden reappearance.
"What now?"
"Toh me inko jagah konse phool lagau fir?" he inquired, scratching the back of his head.
"Roses. Usko rose bohut pasand h,"ย I replied immediately, a smile spreading across my face as he gave me a teasing grin.
"Roses. She loves roses,"
"Theek haii,"ย he said teasingly, walking away with a laugh, leaving me to roll my eyes.
"Okay,"
"Bewakoof," I mumbled under my breath as I turned to attend to other tasks.
"Stupid,"
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