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5. Wedding Reception


Priyanka 's POV

I was in the car with ranveer. I was wearing a pink and blue lehenga with silver embroidery for our reception. The lehenga was really beautiful but I don't like wearing such heavy dresses.

He was wearing a red sherwani. He was looking so handsome but he didn't even glance at me. I mean it took so long for me to get ready, 2 hours to be precise and my love is not even looking at me. Then for whom did I got ready for, just for the media to take pictures.

We reached the venue and got down from the car.

' Priyanka ' he called my name and I turned around to meet his eyes.

He stepped closer and put his arms on my shoulders. We were really closed. Our faces were only an inch apart. I could feel his fingers touching my bare back and my increasing heartbeat. I realized that he was tying the lace of my blouse.

' You look more beautiful with open hair' he said while opening my bun.

Wait, did he just compliment me and said I am beautiful? It has been so long since he talked nicely to me. I blushed. Is he being possessive? But why would he be after all he doesn't love me...

'Why do you two start anywhere?'

Anika bhabhi said while covering her eyes with her hand, standing behind ranveer. I stepped back and got out of ranveer 's hands.

'Bhabhi why are you behaving as a 16 year old teenage? C'mon you a mother of 2 children. You know very well what happens between a husband and wife. So can you stop being khabab me haddi (bone in chicken) everytime.'

I blushed at his words. Really he can be very naughty sometimes, especially when anika bhabhi is around. Bhabhi removed her hand from eyes and was staring at ranveer with a open mouth. I giggled.

' Anika close your mouth otherwise a fly would enter. '

Shivaay bhaiya said while lifting her chin with his hand. Now bhabhi was glaring at him. All this while ranveer has a playful smirk on hus lips. He's so cute. I felt like pulling his cheeks.

' We will do the talking later. Guests and media are waiting for the couple's arrival. '

Bhaiya pulled bhabhi along with him. Ranveer put a hand on my waist.

' Let's go. Remember to wear a smile on your face. Afterall it's your reception. '

He smirked. I know he's just acting to be sweet and happy in front of everyone but still he affects me. I wish I could see his genuine smile instead of his smirk.

We entered to be welcomed by a lot of cameras. After a few quick snaps we joined my family. One by one we met all the guests who blessed us for a happy married life. I wish their blessings work and things become better between me and ranveer. I can't change the past but I don't want anything more than his happiness.

Finally all the formalities were done. Now we were left alone to free to enjoy ourselves. But still I felt so empty inside.

Ranveer got a call and excused himself. I was standing alone waiting for him when someone approached me.

' Hey Priyanka congratulations on your wedding. '

I recognise the voice, it was Meenakshi. One of my batchmates from college. She and I were not on very good terms. She was kind of jealous of me being the oberoi 's only daughter. Still I put on a smile.

' Thank you '

' I heard that your husband is some ordinary acp. I don't understand why would the daughter of India 's richest man marry someone so ordinary. How much he earns by the way? I mean afterall you have been raised in luxury all your life so it's not possible that you are going to live a bloody middle class life in a small hut. And There's no way that your so called husband can afford all the luxuries from his meagre salary so what are you guys doing? Is he gonna move in to your place or your father is giving him the money?'

She said with a smirk. I want to break her nose at this moment. How dare she say something about my husband? Right now I am fuming in anger. I took a deep breath to calm myself and answered with a smile.

' You have heard right. He's the acp of Mumbai police. Thanks to his efforts and to many others, there's peace in the city and you sleep peacefully in your house everyday. I know that someone as selfish as you won't understand the importance of the police or the army so I shall leave this topic. Coming to my husband 's profession, he has a respectable position and earns a decent salary which can afford all the necessary comforts of life. So I am living at his place with his money. My husband is capable of fulfilling all my needs on his own without anyone 's help. Coming to me then I have not been only raised in luxury but with love and values. I learnt from my family to be always connected to earth. Because those who fly high, fall hard. My parents have taught me well that what is more important between love and money. Money can be powerful but not enough to buy love and happiness whereas love is a force that can conquer anything. I know you don't believe this but I also don't need to prove this to you. By the way if you believe money is everything than why did you divorced your so rich ex husband?'

Her expressions changed from rage to hurt.

' I don't like to use others' weakness but you brought this upon yourself. Sometimes I really pity you. Remember one thing that jinke apne ghar kach ke hote hai vo dusro ke gharo par pathar nahi fekhte. (Whose house is made of glass, don't throw stones on others)'

Ranveer came back. I put my arms around his left arm.

' Ranveer she's my batchmate meenakshi and meenakshi he's my husband ranveer. I will see you later as we have a party to enjoy. C'mon ranveer lets go.'

Ranveer ' s POV

' Dis not fair yaar. You didn't come to my wedding and you are also not coming to my reception. Is everything alright, Nishu ?'

' Sorry yaar. Nothing much but I have got malaria at wrong timing. Before you worry I am fine but we can't come to your reception either. I am really sorry.'

' It's ok. Sorry I didn't knew otherwise I won't complain. You take care of yourself. '

' I promise as soon as I get well we would come to meet you and Priyanka. '

' ok done.'

I cut the call and headed back to where Priyanka was. While coming I heard her talking to someone named Meenakshi. Both of them were standing on the other side of hanging lights so couldn't see me. Well neither could I see them but I heard their conversation.

To see her talking to someone so confidently was unusual. She was always the shy timid girl but then also she always stands for what is right.

Most surprisingly she kept my respect. I broke her heart and she still respects me.

We both went towards the dance floor. She looked so angry but cute. She gulped down 4 glasses of water to calm her anger.

Someone hugged me from behind.

' Ronie '

' Nimbu (lemon)'

She's my best friend Nimisha aka nimbu. I turned around and pulled her into another hug.

' I missed you'

'Me too '

' Sorry I couldn't come to your wedding yesterday. An important case had come up. Di and jiju are not coming today. Di is not well. '

' It's ok. I know.'

She's also an IPS officer. She was wearing a frilly peach long skirt with a white top.

' You are looking beautiful. '

' Thank you. '

She said while swirling around once to show her dress. It was simple yet elegant. But not more beautiful than Priyanka.

I turned around to introduce her to Priyanka when I saw man in black tuxedo closing Priyanka 's eyes with his hands from behind.

Before I could say anything, Priyanka said

' I know it's you raghav. '

Oh. So this is Raghav. Her best friend. I have met him before twice only.

'You always catch me '

' What took you so long? C'mon it's your best friend 's reception and you are late'

She said while keeping her hands on her waist.

' I am really sorry for that.'

He said while holding his ears. Priyanka smiled genuinely and pulled his hands down.

' You '

' Chimpanzee '

So finally here it's next part of my story.
Hi everyone. I am back. Only I know how happy I am that my exams were good and are finished now.
Sorry to keep you waiting for 3 long weeks.
As a compensation this part is longer. Hope you like it.

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