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We reached the Cape Town mansion to find Abhimanyu sitting along with a woman in the living room waiting for us.
"Thank goodness you are okay, he got me so worried," the lady said, getting up from the couch as soon as she saw me like we had been best friends for a long time.
She was beautiful, I must admit. With jade skin, reddish sheen to her brunette hair, perfectly arched eyebrows, delicate and sharp features and plump red lips, she was like a model from the television advertisements.
"This is Abhimanyu's wife, Phalak. You may not know her yet but she knows a lot about you," Viaan introduced me to the fairy lookalike woman.
"Sorry about my manners," Phalak came forward to shake hands, "Aaryan has told so much about you that it feels as if I have known you for a long time."
"Aaryan?" I asked skeptically.
"Yeah, Aaryan never fails to update on the pranks he played on you and how you fell for it."
"That idiotic brother of mine will never change." Viaan sighed, sitting on the couch.
"Now what do we do?" Abhimanyu leaned on the hand rest of the couch.
"My men informed me on our way here that Raghav has left the country. But in my opinion, I would advise you both along with Nihaal to go abroad for a vacation," Viaan looked at Phalak adding, "You know what we do at times like these."
"Yes, I know," Phalak nodded.
"Well, that should serve for the time being. So, why don't you join us for dinner?" I smiled.
"We wouldn't want to impose," Abhi politely refused.
"We insist," I added looking at Viaan who nodded his head, "please do."
"Nice, we can have some tension free time to ourselves then," Phalak added as everyone got up to head towards the dining room.
That day, we had been through a lot but then by the end of the day, we had each other because we stood with each other, for each other, during the crisis. Giving rise to a bond that couldn't be broken so easily. A true mark to trust, friendship, care and most importantly love.
An unsaid promise to be there every time we needed each other.
48. ADATAALEES
Thetraditional Indian trumpets blared in the background with the indication of the marriage ceremony taking place. The guests poured in like a fifty percent off sale had been announced. Well, why wouldn't they when Aviraj Agnihotri, the new managing director of a national online marriage agency, was himself getting married? Not to forget about the presence of the Raivardhans with four most eligible andavailablebachelor sons of my mother-in-law. Not that the Agnihotris and Batras were any less. Well, just a Batra, since Luv was of the market. So, only Kush was available.
Ambitious parents with matchmaking aunties, uncles and professional matchmakers from the marriage agency (Aviraj's employees)were present with only one motive: get their daughters married into the Raivardhans, if not, then into Agnihotris or at the very least, the Batras.
None of my brothers-in-law fell into that trap though a cousin of Aviraj's and Kush couldn't escape their fates.
May their souls rest in peace.
That wasn't my dialogue but Aaryan's. Don't get me wrong. I had nothing against those poor girls.
I found Ravi and his mother lurking around the corners of the banquet hall. They refused to meet my eyes but that didn't mean I hadn't caught Ravi staring at me with those regretful eyes. And my mom being my mom, gleefully informed me that they were still searching for a bride and hence shadowed one of the experienced brokers around the place.
Poor fellow...
That was the only feeling I harbored for Ravi. Pity. It wasn't my place to comment. They weren't my business anymore.
It had been a month since we returned from Cape Town and became busy with the sudden marriage preparations.
Apparently, Aviraj feared that Anjali would change her mind about everything and cancel the wedding, so he urged everyone to finalize the earliest date available for the wedding which would have been a week from the proposal, freaking everyone out.
After everyone guaranteeing him that Anjali wouldn't change her mind, including Anjali herself, he finally agreed for the date in the next month.
It wasn't his fault, poor guy, because it had taken a lot of his efforts to convince Anjali, especially after confessing his entire truth. She hadn't talked to him for days. Almost broke up with him for lying to her on her face but he didn't give up. He worked hard to win her back and now here they both were, sitting beside each other, blushing like it was their first time seeing to each other.
