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Annie's pov
Life is just like a suspense movie, you never know who would you come across, what could happen another second , yes you can guess it but not every guess turns out to be true.
"Annie, once again you started writing on Wattpad! Oberoi family is gonna be here in an hour and you are still not ready. God! Why don't you listen to me." Mom started ranting as soon as she stepped inside my room .
"Mom..Shu... don't disturb. Link toot jaygi!" It has been two days since I'm trying to figure out how to continue story ahead and now when I know, something or other comes up everytime.
"Ahh..mumma , it's paining!" She pulled my ears.
"Sarika, leave my daughter alone." Dad entered. I quickly his behind him.
"You and Arnav have spoiled her. She never listens to me, half of the time she is busy at her office and another half Wattpad."
"Mumma not a word about my Wattpad!" I nudged my dad silently asking him to save me from her.
"Sarika, you know how much she loves reading and writing and don't worry from now-onwards she's gonna follow everything you say. Haina princess?" Dad winked towards me and I nodded.
"You better and get ready quickly. I have already kept your clothes on the bed and dare you came down wearing that phata hua jeans of yours!"
"Mumma, it's called as torn jeans and it's fashion!" I corrected.
"Haa..vahi. Harsh you come with me, there are lots of things remaining to do before Oberoi's arrive." Mom pulled dad with her out of my room. I sighed closing the door behind and quickly saved the written chapter or else I have to write it again.
Grabbing my dress, I walked towards bathroom to get freshen up.
I sat infront of mirror looking at myself. Can't believe I'm going to get married. Uh-huh! I didn't have any choice. My late grandfather Vardhan Trivedi had promised Prithviraj Oberoi that if the firstborn of both the family are girl & boy then they'll get them hitched and change there long term friendship into relationship.
And here I am, getting ready to meet my to-be laws and to-be -hubby.
"Annie!" Bhai walked in breaking my trance.
"You look beautiful" He grabbed the chair and sat across me.
"Thank you Bhai." I looked down.
"Annie , just tell me the truth, do you really wanna get ready? I mean we can say no, if you don't want too. Your happiness comes first." His hands cupped my cheeks.
"Bhai, I'm ready. Today or tomorrow I've have to get married. You know right dadji promised Oberoi's and how can I break it and let down our family name! And if it's about my happiness, then Bhai you know right Arranged marriages are bae especially when girl & boy have never met before.
"Idiot, you and your crazy Wattpad imagination!" I laughed and he joined me.
"If you feel anything off about him just let me know. As far as I've known him , he is quite a gentleman. I'm sure he'll keep you happy."
"Anika, Arnav come down. Oberoi's are here." Mom stood by the door .
"Ruk..kissie ki nazar na lage meri pari ko!" She applied kohl behind my ears. I hugged her and Aru Bhai too joined in.
"I'm going down, you both come down in five minutes. Okay!"
"Okay mom!" We chorused and she walked away.
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"Here comes Arnav and Anika!" We heard dad's voice as soon as we reached last step. I was too shy to look up but nevertheless I walked towards the elder lady and touched her feet .
"Sada khush raho meri bachi! Kitni soni lag rahi hai!" She carressed my face, I blushed passing her a smile.
I walked towards other elders and was about to touch there feet when to my surprise they asked me not to and hugged me instead.
"Haye! Mein sadke jaws. Meri hone wali bahu is so beautiful." She must be Pinky aunty, my to be mother-in-law.
"Hi, I'm Omkara " A long-haired boy forwarded his hand .
"Anika" I shook my hands with his.
"If I am not wrong, you are an artist! He nodded. I'm appreciate your Art Om, it speaks thousands of words in a silent way. It indirectly reflects emotions, struggles, situations that every person faces in his/her life. You're art reflects how much you are passionate about it, how much you love spending time behind each marvellous piece. It takes lot of patience and creativity to create such artistic pieces." I looked around to see everyone looking towards me with surprise and smiles on there face. I looked down feeling embarrassed. Did I speak to much!
"Thank you Anika for your kind words. There are only few people who can understand the language of art into such depth. I'm impressed." I smiled.
"Om, just call Rudra and ask where have they reached?" Jhanvi aunty asked Om.
"No need mom, they are here." Om pointed towards the door.
"Bhabhi..!" A guy in his mid twenties rushed towards me taking me into a hug. I stood there trying to recall what just happened!
"Hello Bhabhi, I'm Rudra, uff Rudy. I'm the youngest and hottest member of Oberoi clan!" I giggled at his cute introduction. His antics were enough to describe the child heart inside him and not to forget most pampered by his family.
"Rudra, you are making her uncomfortable. Sit back!" Tej uncle added making him pout.
"Where is Shivaay?" Dadi asked.
"Bhaiya is busy with a business call."
"Mummyji, yeh ladka business ke alawa kuch karta nahi. Anika Shaadi ke baad tumhe apni sautan ko jhelna padega." Pinky aunty laughed making me confuse.
"I mean business is his first wife toh hui na voh teri sautan!" We all laughed. Isn't she cute? I thought.
"Here he comes..." Shakti uncle announced. I looked towards door and he stepped inside. My heartbeats took a pace. Wearing 3 piece suit, hair gelled perfectly, sexy beard and Rayben shades he was no less than Greek god. By God! His kanji aankhe are so preety. I had only imagined such handsome hunk in world of books but today I'm seeing him Infront of me and he is none other my to-be-husband. Huh! Anika control, you don't need to sound so hasty.
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Sarika-Anika's mom
Harsh-Anika's dad
Arnav-Anika's brother.
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