As the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Aditi stirred from her slumber. The room was bathed in a gentle glow, casting a serene ambiance. She turned to find Shubman, still lost in dreams, his breathing even and calm. With a tender smile, she carefully extricated herself from the cocoon of their shared warmth and tiptoed to the bathroom. There, she freshened up, the sound of the running water a soft symphony in the quiet morning.

Descending the stairs, Aditi's eyes met with Anushka's, who was already up, cradling Vamika in her arms. The little one's eyes sparkled with recognition, and she exclaimed with innocent delight, "Chachi!" The simple word filled Aditi with a rush of affection.

Anushka's voice broke the morning stillness, "We are visiting the Gauri Shankar Temple today. It would be lovely if you wore a saree." Aditi's heart leapt at the idea; she had hoped for a chance to visit the revered temple and had come prepared with a saree just for the occasion.

After a refreshing shower, Aditi stood before the mirror, draping the light blue saree around her. The fabric was adorned with delicate floral patterns, pink blossoms intertwined with green stems, a dance of colors that brought life to the weave. The bright pink blouse contrasted vividly against the saree, a statement of elegance and grace. The saree's design, a testament to craftsmanship, was visible from every angle, enhancing Aditi's natural beauty.

With a minimalist approach, she adorned herself with her mangalsutra, the symbol of her love and commitment. A touch of sindhoor along her hair parting and a hint of makeup completed her look, a perfect blend of tradition and modernity.

Returning to the room, she found Shubman still in the embrace of sleep. "Good morning, baby," she whispered, her voice a gentle nudge. Shubman responded with a sleepy groan, playfully burying his face into the pillow. "Please let me sleep, Adi," he mumbled, his words muffled.

But Aditi was persistent, her tone laced with excitement, "We need to go to the mandir, come on, get up." Roused by her enthusiasm, Shubman opened his eyes, and the sight that greeted him left him momentarily speechless. Aditi, in her saree, was a vision of loveliness. "Looking pretty, Adi," he said, admiration clear in his voice.

A blush crept onto Aditi's cheeks at the compliment, but she was quick to urge him on. "Now come on, go and get ready." Shubman nodded, his energy renewed, and soon he was dressed in a blue Kurta that complemented Aditi's attire.

Downstairs, the sight of Anushka in a black saree and Athiya in a vibrant red one added to the festive atmosphere. Anushka shared that Ritika would not be joining them due to her periods, a reminder of the natural rhythms of life.

Together, KL, Shubman, Virat, Athiya, Anushka, and Vamika set out for the temple. The pandit's words to Aditi and Shubman were a blessing, "You will be happy with each other." It was a promise of shared joy and a future filled with love.

Their time at the mandir was a period of reflection and peace, a pause in the rush of life. Upon their return, the farmhouse was alive with the sounds of breakfast and laughter.

The day unfolded with a series of cherished moments. Shubman and Aditi, now in comfortable clothes, joined the others in the garden, where conversations flowed as freely as the breeze. Athiya's impromptu photo session captured these memories, freezing them in time.

Look how cute @shubmangill and @officialaditisharma is. Aditi just told that she does not have a place to sit so he made her sit on his lap. How cute

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shubmangill: Thanks bhabhi🤗🤗
yuzi_chahal23: What are you guys laughing about?
                           ↪virat.kohli: About how you irritate us.
                                                  ↪yuzi_chahal23: 🥺🥺
yashasvijaiswal28: More that @shubmangill and @officialaditisharma, Athiya bhabhi posts their                                       pictures.
                                  ↪klrahul: Well said @yashasvijaiswal28, she never uploads our pictures.
ishankishan23: Veere you left me?🥺
                               ↪shubmangill: How can I leave my Jaaneman?
rohitsharma45: Their Veere and Jaaneman drama started again
                               ↪ishankishan23: Its not drama, its an emotion.
                                                                  ↪rohitsharma45: 🙄🙄
shahneelgill: My chotte bhai looks so cute with my bhabhi.
                          ↪officialaditisharma: Thanks di😊😊
                                                                      ↪shubmangill: 😊😊
keartgill: 😚😚
                ↪shubmangill: Thanks mumma❤️❤️
                                                 ↪officialaditisharma: ❤️❤️
saratendulkar: How did this happen?
                             ↪ishankishan23: What do you mean?
                                                                ↪saratendulkar: I thought Shubman loved me.
shubmangill: I loved you @saratendulkar but I will always love @officialaditisharma.
                          ↪shubsara.77: Woah! never expected this.
                                                        ↪gill.77.mylife: I told you.
shreyasiyer96: I really need to search for a girlfriend very quickly.
                             ↪shreymylove96: Pick me.
                                                                  ↪41ismylove: Pick me.
anushkasharma: One of the cutest candids in the world
                                  ↪shubmangill: Thanks bhabhi
                                                                ↪officialaditisharma: Thanks bhabhi
sanjanaganesan: How I wish someone was also as romantic as @shubmangill😩😩
                                  ↪rivabajadeja: Exactly
                                                                 ↪athiyashetty: Same here.
jaspritb1: @klrahul, we need to do something.
                    ↪klrahul: Yeah right @jaspritb1.

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Ishan's suggestion to venture out into the snow sparked a wave of excitement. "Let's play in the snow," he proposed, his eyes alight with mischief. Aditi's agreement, "Yeah! Good idea Kisan Jam," was met with a chorus of laughter, even as Ishan playfully facepalmed at the nickname.

The snow became their playground, with Ishan and Aditi engaging in a spirited snow fight. As the battle waned, Ishan noticed Shubman with a camera, a silent observer capturing the joy of the moment.

Snow fight with @officialaditisharma.
P.C. @shubmangill

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yuzi_chahal23: Who won the snow fight? 🤨
                               ↪ishankishan23: Of course me.
                                                                  ↪officialaditisharma: Is it so?
ishankishan23: 😄😄
                               ↪officialaditisharma: Pol Koldu? 🤨
                                                                           ↪ishankishan23: Nahin Nahin
rashwin99: @ishakishan23, who won the snow fight?
                      ↪ishankishan23: The Princess of Indian Cricket @officialaditisharma.
officialaditisharma: Princess of Indian Cricket?🤨🤨
                                        ↪ishankishan23: Shubman is the Prince and you are his wife so you are a                                                                                       princess
                                                                            ↪officialaditisharma: 😊😊
anushkasharma: You deserve the loss @ishankishan23
                                  ↪ishankishan23: Bhabhiiii.
abhisheksharma_4: Dude, @ishankishan23, you always won in snow fight and you lost🤣🤣
                                        ↪ishankishan23: Shut up @abhisheksharma_4
officialaditisharma: Kisan Jam, I never knew you used to win snow ball fights
                                        ↪abhisheksharma_4: Kisan Jam🤣🤣
yashasvijaiswal28: Bhai, we can clearly see your expression and tell that you lost.
                                      ↪ishankishan23:😢😢

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Evening brought with it the comfort of warm coffee and the shared experience of binge-watching series. The kitchen buzzed with activity as the ladies cooked, while the boys lost themselves in video games. Dinner was a hearty affair, a celebration of togetherness.

The night drew to a close with Shubman and Aditi retiring to their room. In their pyjamas, they lay side by side, the day's joy still lingering in their hearts. Shubman pulled Aditi close, their lips meeting in a tender kiss, a silent affirmation of their love. "Good night," they whispered to each other, and in the sanctuary of their embrace, they drifted into sleep, their dreams interwoven with the memories of a day spent in love and laughter.