“So this is final…Annika and Billu will get married once again, this time with full rituals, no blackmailing, no tadi, no anger, nothing just marriage, smile, happiness”- Dadi declared,” Any objection Annika…, Billu..”.
“Yes my lord…I have one”- Rudra said..,” Shivaay bhaiyya is marrying second time to the same girl…baat kya hai we all want to know…”.
“Free witness for you..”- Shivaay murmured in his husky voice reminding Annika of her open declaration of love in front of Dadi, Bade Papa and BadiMaa inside a closed running car,” Now Rudra too…”.
“I said why I am marrying you in the car but why aren’t you objecting it Shivaay??”- Annika test his patience..,” Kyun kar rahe hain boliye boliye…”.
“Kyun ki..er… I want to hear your scolding my life long, wants you to throw water at my face to calm both our anger, to make aloo poori for you daily..and want to drink coffee prepared by you, I want you to knot my tie daily after buttoning my shirts and on Sunday only..If you want every day..you can make me bath, I want to become your baby and want to be taken care by you and only you…”- Shivaay embarrassed her to deep red, fightings with a pomegranate or beet may be a tomato or… a fresh apple…,” Now will you marry me…”.
“Here take this and sign here beside my signature…”- Annika gave him a piece of paper…
“Love letter..Bhabhi you are…”- Omkara snatched from middle then burst in to laughter…
“Name-Annika..Post-Wife… Salary-my love plus my family love and few little little kids, and my every thing…and a smile on your face is bonus… Working period-Life time…”- Rudra read,”Oh bete ki what type of Love letter is this..”.
“I was thinking businessman Shivaay Singh Oberoi will do this type of confession in his marriage but he just amazed me by being all Sweet Singh Oberoi”… Annika explained..
“Wo bhi sahi hai..Shivaay was like that few days back…”-Omkara sighed,” But now he is all changed, Sugar Singh Oberoi he has become after your arrival..”.
“I will taste and say after marriage..”- Annika thought in her mind…
“Naughty Annika..”- Shivaay pinched her cheeks..
“See..My knee is paining girl..say yes for marriage soon..”- He was more impatience for her answer then his bony knee, even after knowing she will not deny..
“Thik hai..waise bhi no one can tolerate you other then me..”- Annika agreed for marriage…
“I should say that..not you..”- Shivaay get from his position to hug his wife..
“Dadi…Shall we go for a church marriage..!!”- Billu became more naughty.
“Chup kar khotiya..Stop teasing my Bahu warna we may find it difficult to identify her”- Dadj fake scolded.
“Bhaiyya..kahin aap ke mann mein laddo toh nehi phoot rahe hain..!”- Rudy opened asked his question,” I heard that shaadi is like Delhi ka laddo…”.
“Marriage in two Days…I am not that strict…neither they are important to me in front of my children, their togetherness and happiness…”- Dadi returned to main topic…
“I am taking the decoration charge, Gouri will help me..”- Omkara declared his aid..
“I will arrange for the catering”- Shakti jumped.
“I will arrange for the wedding outfit for all…”- Pinky take her part..
“Rest are our work..”- Jhanvi and Tej volunteered.
“Shivaay…what will you do”- Annika asked..
“I will tell you later..”- Shivaay said, his kanji eyes more Mischievous..
“Dadi..you just say me about all rituals…”- Annika wanted to know.
“Roka..Sangeet, Mehendi, Haldi and finally marriage”- Dadi counted..
“Its not finally marriage Dadi…Its finally Suhag raat”- Billu teases back..,” Bride must know every ritual carefully..details..”.
“Shut up…”- Annika throw a full glass of water at his face,” This is reality and that is your imagination”…
“Aww….”- Shivaay ran away..
“Annika whom all do you want to invite??”- Tej asked..
“No one Bade papa…No one”- Annika stood.
“let the occasion be in the family..waise bhi kya fark padta hai koi aaye na aaye as long as our kids are happy…”- Pinky answered…
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They all hanged chains and chains of marigold, roses, orchid in hall, from the hall, white and pink curtains flowing every where…the mandap and stage… Omkara looked more like his canvas and Gouri match him, Rudra danced on his latest dhum dhadka songs for sangeet practice…Dadi hold his ears in between.. Shakti smiling, Pinky checking and making all perfects… Roka with a shower of gift on Annika with love and Shivaay carrying those to his room..Saahil smiling always, hugging his SSO. Sangeeth with dancing like mad,crazy, insane deep in happiness, Mehendi with Annika writing Shivaay’s name in her palm, turning more red then her palm by intense glance of Shivaay, Haldi looked more like Holi,applying each other only yellow colour of happiness… Tej bumped in to Om accidentally spitting all turmeric paste on him..
” Sambhalkar Dad”- Om hold his hand leaving his pot in ground, the other hand held tightly by Rudra…He felt like crying loud… he has missed all this for too long years…
“Koi baat nehi beta..I am fine. It was just suddenly by mistake”- Tej swallowed his tears…
“Sab thik hai..Dad..sab thik hai..”-Omkara hugged him..patted his back like a small child to console him…
Annika and Shivaay took their rings directly in wedding venue as there was no engagement, jaimala happened with teasing, then…gath bandhan by Tej and Jhanvi, Seven rounds..nuptial thread(mangal sutra), vermilion(sindoor) and finally they are declared as husband and wife…(forgive me friends and adjust..I don’t know any thing about marriage rituals more then watching them is serials…so adjust with my blunder here)
“Marriage are such fun…I will marry every year..”-Rudra declared.
“Koi mill gaya hai kya tumhe..”- Pinky asked.
“I will marry any girl you will choose chhoti maa..aap ka choice ek dum perfects”- Rudy gave new responsibility..kidding.
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“Annika…”- Shivaay hold her hand..
“Shivaay…”-She feared, the naughty Shivaay is very dangerous..she has seen it before in front of family member’s but now she is alone with him behind a locked door that too in their first night together after marriage…
“come with me…”-He take her to poolside recliner…,” Sit here..”…
“Here…”-Annika hesitated..
“Here only…”- he whispered in her ear , sleep on the couch, keeping head on her lap,” now who will caress my hair…do it now”.
Annika ran her slender fingers through his hairs…
“I understand and you just close your eyes and remember all the things I said to you till now”- Shivaay ordered…
“Now when you are with me…I feel like enjoying all the childhood and youth fun being Shivaay and not Shivaay Singh Oberoi…”- He agreed,” Because I know some one is there to hold me when I will stumble.. you just stay like this…like a Khidkitod Annika…my Annika..My angel who took away all my worry”…
“I will.hamesha…”- She promised..
“Don’t behave like one ideal Indian house wife ever…I love you just the way you are…”- He hugged her close..hiding his face in her luscious hair fall…,” call me by all the weird name Bhagad Billa..I love that name…”.
“Aww….I too..mere Ishqbaaz”- Annika shared.
“I too will think names from tomorrow…”-Shivaay said before drawing her more close to him..
“For me!!”- She look at his eyes…
“For our guests as named by badi maa…”- Shivaay kisses her forehead…,” Sleep my angel…” .
Annika felt like home, her family, her brother, her happiness, And finally her husband…the Sweet Singh Oberoi and his safe warm arms…her cradle… “Dadi was right about takkar ka Ishqbaazi…the tornado met his hurricane and accepted also”…
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