A\N This whole thing is how I wish to surprise Myra on her wedding and me bragging about my imaginary figure. So don't expect any mushy mushy stuff. However fun isn't compromised. And the birthday girl is warned, she'll be insulted badly here. *smirks*

This one shot is not anyway related to our families and just for fun. So there is no relation between the reel and the real. However I did try to connect a little but please ignore that. 

Third Person's POV 

"BITCH I AM GETTING MARRIEDDDDDD..."

That's what heard a month back from her best friend. From the one whom she has never seen physically.

And that's gets her where she is now, in the the Delhi Airport.

With a star bucks drink in her hand along with the huge suitcase in her free hand, she stutered around for a taxi. Her hair rested on her head in a bun. She wore a plain washed jeans with her silk teal top tucked in.

She opened her clutch as she got inside her taxi letting her hair open. Fixing her face, she looked outside the window letting her thoughts take over.

The memories of last 8 years were raw in her mind. Two saints, Kevin Systrom and Mike Krieger created an amazing app. 2010 was one of the best year in which it was launched in India. It was Instagram.

And that's how these two amazing yet dirtiest soul met. Meher Patel and Kaira Seth. It was just through a single comment on a stupid meme which they found extremely funny at the age of 17. And from there started the series of chats. The poor soul who had posted the picture couldn't have taken an minute of peace because these two immediately started chatting over the comment section. And that lead them to the inbox chats.

No body would have thought that this single comment and reply will make such great bond. It didn't even take them an year to call each other bitch. They were pretty straight forward.

Now after 8 years later, they are meeting each other.

It wasn't a bed for roses for them in these years. There hasn't been a single month in which they haven't fought. And even their fights were silly just like them. But as usual in the end they would end up messaging "I missed you a lot bitch" to each other.

That's how their relationship was. Magical. Unique. Different.

They had each other's back, even though not physically but mentally, every time. Never in these years they had the thoughts about anything negative about each other. They were bestfriends. And bad bitches of course.

That leads to their crimes together. Even though they haven't seen each other yet, their level of crimes were always at the peak. And making a spam account to comment negative to foolish pictures were nothing in front of that.

They were just different. And the best.

It didn't take Instagram more time to know about this evil pair and to delete their accounts. But that didn't stop them from making another. As said they were evil and consistent.

Jealousy, anger, love, and affection wasn't new to them.

And even now after 8 years they are the same.

The 17 year old Meher who once dreamt to become a doctor and now she has became one. And true to Kyra's words she's her gynecologist who'll of course treat her for free. That's what she threatened her to do.

Not that she is getting pregnant. It was another agreement between them that since Meher is a good one to handle kids, she'll be the surrogate. Yep they did plan this when they were 19.

All these thoughts brought a smile to his face. She is now a going to meet someone whom she wished to on her 20th birthday. And it just feels too good.

On the other hand there was the to-be bride. Getting married in 25 was never in her mind. 'It'll take years to find a groom', that's the tactic they used for her. Now that the MBA graduate got her dream job, she was started to get pestered for marriage. And she couldn't deny. Deep down maybe she too wanted it.

But never in her highest dreams she thought to get the surprise which is now on the way.

*

"What for god's sake is happening here?" The faint sound of the to-be bride was heard in the Seth household and everyone stopped their work. 

She walked out of her room with her hair sticking to her face. She had a huge, faded t-shirt and loose cotton shorts one with her mouth full of foam due to brushing. As she entered she saw her mother working in the kitchen and her grandmother sitting on the sofa watching the repeat of some Indian daily soap. 

"Yeh dekho, abhi uthi yeh. Sasural mein jaake bhi 9 baje uthegi kya?" Her grandmother said as soon as she came into the view. 

(Look at her, woke up now. Will you wake up at 9 in your in-laws too?)

The wedding and the preparations were honestly affecting her health badly, so badly that at this point she wants to cancel the wedding but she knows she can't. And it's not because of family, it is because she loves her fiance. 

Kaira rolled her eyes. 

"Ma I want to eat sandwich today." She mumbled laying on the sofa as she still feels her sleep is incomplete. Of course it'll be when your bestfriend will keep you awake till 1 just to ask you your favorites. 

Bitch! She thought. 

"Aaj poha bana hai, woh khale kal sandwich banaungi." Her mother said. 

(I prepared poha today, eat that. Tomorrow I'll make sandwich)

"Meri dost hoti nah toh abhi bana ke laati. Aap kyu banaoge mere liye, mein toh jaane hi wali hun nah 1 mahine mein. Fir iss gianty ko khilana." Kaira pouted pointing to her brother. 

(My friend would have made it now. Why will you make for me, I am going in an month. Then you make everything for this gianty.)

The spacious living room of their floor was full with fruit baskets, sweets boxes and the invitation card. Both of her, father and brother were busy listing out the relatives to whom they'll take these sitting on the ground. 

It was only a month to her wedding and the relatives has started coming from now. It's just yesterday when one of her aunt came. Not that she complains. She got 5000 from her aunt for buying clothes. Funny when she was a kid she used to get 500 for chocolate and now 5000 for clothes. Wedding got it's profits. 

All her neighbors and friends have already given her the wedding treat. It was started by her maternal aunt's side and then it followed by other as per the old ritual. And now her chest size has gone from 28 to 30. All she prays now is that her lehnga and blouses fit her properly. 

"Should I get some sandwiches from outside?" Her brother Aditya asked her making her narrow her eyes at him. 

"I will not give you my room. I know you are trying to break that common wall and make your room bigger. You'll do it over my dead body." She said showing as much courage as she got. 

"Fine. Go and eat poha." Aditya shrugged. 

"Ma-" Kaira was about to whine again but the door bell stopped her. 

"Kaira go, open the door." Her mother asked from the kitchen. 

"Adi is sitting near the door tell him to open." She grumbled in return and got up to wash her face and take bath. 

As soon as she got to her room, she heard her phone ping. 

meherpatel : Open the door bitch. 

That was all she needed to rush back to the drawing room with wide eyes. As soon as her eyes landed on the figure standing in their living room, her eyes shone in surprise and she yelled forgetting that her family is still there, loud enough for the neighbors to turn deaf, "BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

*

As soon as a small ping of the oven reached Meher's eyes, she sprinted towards the kitchen. She was all ready in a baby pink chikan-kary kurti and and white plazo with her wavy hair open and a tiny black bindi on her forehead. 

She took out the hot cupcakes from the oven and placed it beside the truffles and cake balls in the huge box of sweet treats. Then she took out a big cloth bag from the cabinet of the kitchen and put inside the box of everything, a big pack of homemade lemon ice cream in a ice keeper, a box of specially prepared maggi with lots of cauliflower and some sandwiches. 

As her mother says, 'We shouldn't go to anyone's house with empty hands' and she was going to meet her bestfriend of 8 years for the first time, she has to made her eat her special dishes. 

Her parents had an apartment in Gurgaon because often Meher used to come here for her study purposes. And they even got some appliances in there, oven is one of them. And since Meher loves cooking, that's the result. 

After locking her apartment, she with much difficulties places all the items in her car, which she had rented for a month, till she is here and sat inside. As soon as she started it, she remembered that she had forgot her phone on the kitchen cabinets. 

"Silly me!" She chuckled at herself and rushed back to the apartment. 

During the traffic, she opened Instagram and went straight to the inbox. 

kyrastis 
active 8 hours ago 

Kumbkaran kahi ki. Aaj hi pure mahine ka soyegi kya? 

She rolled her eyes at her bestie. But anyways she is going to she'll ultimately wake her up. 

Exciting the application, she then opened whatsapp and went to the starred messages where she had saved the address. And how she got it is another of a story. 

It was a few years ago when Kaira had sent the picture her of house which was decorated for diwali. Meher has fortunately saved it. After the completion of her graduation, she got to know that one of her classmate shifted to Gurgaon. And then that classmate of hers immediately recognized the house's picture since she lives in the same colony and sent her the address. 

That reminds her she got to visit her too. But no worries she is here for a month. No offense but a month is too much, but that's for others. For her she had to come atleast a month before her best friend's wedding, even though she still isn't invited. She ignored that fact. 

As soon as she reached the colony, she was greeted by the lush green bushes on both the sides of the road. Soon the three storey house came to her view. 

The Seths, the name plate read. 

A frown morphed on her face as she took in the appearance of the house. Her best friend is getting married in just a month and the house is just the plain one. It did looked like it is newly painted but nothing else. 

How come? There is only a month to the wedding. 

Before she could think more, clicking of heels was heard. As she looked back, she met a a girl around her age smiling at her. The frown on her face immediately washed of and her signature bitch face was on her face now. 

"Hey! New here? I am Alisha." She introduced herself forwarding her hands. 

Alisha is the one who Kaira doesn't likes and the one whom Kaira doesn't likes, Meher doesn't too. 

Meher put on a big, fake grin and joined her hands together, doing the famous Sara Ali Khan bow. As she did, Alisha took her hands back and jumped a step back. 

"Indian ways, you see. And I am not new here." Meher said, turning back and going straight to her trunk. 

After a few seconds, maybe when Alisha recovered from the surprise she got when she was behaved like she should be, she turned her heels and went back after muttering a small 'rude'. 

Try saying on my face! Mehek scoffed. 

She climbed up with much difficulties and then kept the box with a thud on the ground after she got in front of the huge mahagony door. She rang the door bell and waited. After around 10 seconds, she rang it again and took out her phone messaging Kaira to open the door. 

But even before she could read the messages the door opened. The first thing that she saw was a broad chest. 

Right! 

She looked up and found a confused Aditya looking at her with a bored look. She gasped with a big grin, this time a actual one. 

"Aah! My babe's gianty." She acknowledged. 

"Can you please help me to pick it up? Thanks." She gave him a bright smile, frowning a little at his still bored expression but then shrugged and came in. 

"Namaste uncle. Namaste dadi." She joined her hands and greeted making them nod at her awkwardly. 

"BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." A shocked sound came from a room and she turned to look at the one she wanted to meet since forever. 

Meher, after overcoming her shock, ran to her nearing knocking Aditya who was stumbling with the box. She launched herself on her bitch who immediately wrapped her hands around her shoulder immediately. 

After a few seconds of their moment Kaira spoke, "I didn't even invite you babe." 

Meher chuckled. 

"I don't need invitation." 

A cough broke them apart. They looked at each other and then at others. Kaira's mother looked at her daughter with wide eyes. The way they shouted, and in the language they did seemed like they were enemies but one look on their face, anyone could tell they weren't one in dreams. 

"Aunty Ji!" Meher exclaimed sprinting towards her mother. 

"I have heard a lot of about lipstick palette." She added hugging her while her mother couldn't be any surprised. 

"Ma, this is Meher. Remember Meher, my bestfriend. The one I met online? The same one." Kaira said and pulled her away from her mother before she squeezed the life out of her. 

"Aah! Meher. My child, come here. I wanted to meet you since so long. Kaira always talks about you. Thank lord you came. Come here, come here." Before anything else happened, she again pulled her into a bear hug. 

"I am telling you aunty, we'll catch up really nicely." Meher said before coming back and grinning on her. 

"Did you all had your breakfast?" She asked all of a sudden. 

"I was about to prepare. Come join us-" Kaira's mother was about to say but Meher cut her off. 

"Amazing aunty! I have prepared breakfast for all of us. Bab- Kaira guide me to the kitchen." She exclaimed. 

"It wasn't needed dear." Mrs. Seth said. 

"Oh come on aunty. It's my best friend's wedding. And I have even made some amazing sandwiches for her. I'll heat it right away. Bitch help me." She said to her and whispered the last part to Kaira who was busy making heart eyes at the sound of sandwiches. 

After 30 minutes 

"Are these veg?" Meher's grandmother asked when she served her the sandwiches. 

"Of course dadi. It is totally vegan. Not even onion and garlic you know." She replied. 

"And you know dadi," She sat down beside her whispering, "your grand-daughter used to apply egg on her hair without telling you." She made a 'haw' sound making her grandmother's eyes wide. 

"She does?" 

"Hmm. But dadi ab kya bolna. Kuch hi din mein chali jayegi. Ab chod dete hai." She nodded to herself. Her grandmother nodded half-heartedly. 

"I'll kill you bitch." Kaira's sound reached her ears. 

"Ooops." 

*

Both the ladies dropped the bag on the floor and themselves on the bed dead. 

In 15 days they wedding function starts. And today Kaira and Meher went to shopping, to chandni chowk. 

From dresses, accessories to food items. Meher didn't leave a single shop to roam around. She, as she said, wanted the best for her best friend's wedding. She hasn't bought a single outfit for the wedding functions, she got it all from here. That was her plan. 

A navy blue one shoulder dress with golden chanderi prints and a slim golden belt was for Mehndi. And with that, just she had golden, american diamond earrings and the same type of bracelet. 

They spent an hour sitting in there with a bhel puri in their hands and searching their outfits inspiration. Well only for Meher since Kaira already had it bought. 

For Haldi she chose a bright colorful choli with yellow on more of the fabric and a yellow stones studded blouse and green chandbali jewelers for them. Kaira didn't like any of it of course, but she do have the abilities to make her agree. And then for the Sangeet she had opted for a teal colored, light weight shimmery skirt and off-shoulder sequin top. She wanted to dance freely in them so there she just had her long earrings. And as for wedding, an off-white spaghetti strap top and heavy bordered skirt with a heavy dupatta was all she wanted. And the jewellery for that was still yet to decide. 

After buying all of these and giving blouses to stich, they reached Meher's apartment at 7 in the evening. 

"You killed me pig." Kaira grumbled. 

"I have to kill you yet babe." She replied in return, getting up in a splash. 

"Where now?" She exaggerated. 

"To your wedding gift." She winked. 

*

"OH MY FUCKING GOD." 

The sight in front of Kaira was unbelievable. It was a hotel in the outskirts of Delhi. And for the wedding gift of her, Meher had booked the whole top floor with food, an amazing pool and bar. All her friends were already there in the pool holding a huge banner with 'Bride's gang' written on it. 

Kaira had changed into a white bikini with 'bride' written on her back while all her friends were wearing a beige one with bride's maid on their back and Meher had the same with bride's babe on her back. 

As soon as Kaira neared the pool all of her friends yelled nearly dropping her inside it. The hotel staff put on the to-be bride sash and crown on her head and the next second she was into the pool. 

"ENJOY THE LAST DAYS OF FREEDOM." Everyone yelled. 

In front of the pool was the whole view and behind it is the bar with the disco ball and jazzing lights. The floor of it was colorful too. Right beside it was the drinking place with multiple glasses on the showpiece. 

On the right of it, was the eatables on display, of course no non-veg. The fresh aroma of manchurians was lingering in the atmosphere. 

After a few splashing and pictures in the pool, a cake in a tube came floating to them. 

"Bitch what the fuck is this?" Kaira screeched as soon as she saw the toping on the cake. 

"Hot isn't it?" She smirked in return. 

It was a fucking dick with fingers around it and 'the best is yet to touch' written. 

"You have to give gulp that thing you know." Meher said sympathetically nodding. 

"Over my dead body bitch." She hissed. 

"Fine then. I still have the screenshot of when you said all your naughty fantasies to me. I'll send it to your husband then maybe you'll suck the real on-" Before she could complete, Kaira kicked her shin. 

"I'll kill you. No one will record this." She mumbled before sucking down the whole thing in once. 

"Woah I sure will get some amazing blowjobs after wedding." A chuckled boomed in the hall before Kaira's face turned red. 

"Bye jijs, I'll you later. You future wife is about to run after my life." Meher whispered to Kaira's husband on video call. 

"You are dead pig." 

*

5 years later 

"Those who actually eat dirt will now criticize my cooking? MY COOKING?" Kaira exaggerated throwing her hands up as she followed Meher in her kitchen. 

"Well that's what parenting is." She chuckled. 

Both the besties are mothers now. Turns out that Kaira didn't had surrogacy, she made the baby herself. After 2 years of their wedding they started planning a baby and in the next year, she was pregnant with a baby girl. 

Meher, however was already pregnant when they started the baby planning. She got married after 2 months of Kaira's wedding which was sudden but they aren't complaining. 

Meher had shifted to Delhi after her wedding and is now living in the same apartment where Kaira does and that makes her live her daughter to Meher every other hour. 

She still hate kids. 

Today is Monday and the moms had taken their leave from work to spend a little 'them' time with each other. It's been weeks since they sat and talked about their lives and bitched about their neighbors. 

Meher had a son who's an year older than Kaira's daughter and their mothers have already started their wedding planning. Period. 

"Awie look at them." Kaira suddenly said. 

Meher turned back and saw one of the most beautiful thing in front of her. 

Reyansh, her son was asking Kaira's daughter, "Are you cold Yahvi?" 

"Ham!" Yahvi, Kaira's daughter cutely humped. 

Reyansh took out his beanie from his head and kept it on hers saying, "Here take this." 

The ladies awed as Yahiv gave him a toothy grin in response. They couldn't control awe again as Reyansh kissed her in her cheeks. 

"Mein dahej lungi ha!" Meher said menacingly. 

(I'll take dowry.) 

"Mein mere damaad ko ghar jamai banaungi." Kaira smirked in return. 

(I'll keep my son-in-law in my house) 

**********************

The cake in the bachelor party is in the media box. 

I am really sorry for being so late guys. One of my closest relatives died today. And for those who are from Odisha, yes I am talking about Arindram Das. He was my mother's cousin's son and we had to pay him a visit. 

I don't know how this turned out. Probably it's written hastily. I am truly sorry for that. 

Bff romance tomorrow! 

Just tell me your true opinions. Good night! 

Enjoy!