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One month later :
"Randhirrr!" Sanyukta screamed.
"What happened?" Randhir asked while running into the room.
"You have to watch this," she told pointing out to the TV.
"What's with it?" he asked sitting on the couch beside her.
"The famous business persons, Mr. Randhir Singh Shekhawat and Miss. Sanyukta Aggarwal, were found living together in the luxurious Shekhawat Mansion. Are they having an affair or is Miss. Aggarwal trying to bring up her status by making the rich man fall for her? Will the little Ranveer Singh Shekhawat cope up with the change? Will he be able to accept another woman as his mother? Stay tuned to know. Reporter Preeti Hanam," the cute face on the TV channel told.
"The f**k was that?" Randhir screamed getting up.
"I don't know," Sanyukta replied laughing.
"You're laughing? You lost your mind?" he asked.
"They're funny. I don't understand why they poke their noses into everyone's personal matters," she told.
"They're cheap asses," he yelled, "What was that reporter's name? Preeti Hanam? She will pay for this," he told angrily.
"Relax MCP, don't bother. They're reporters; it is their duty to increase their channel's TRP ratings. They can even burn a person alive to do that," she told.
"So? You want me to just shut up?" he asked.
"No, I ain't telling that," she told, "Just let the matter go. It will die down after a few days."
"But..." he started but was interrupted.
"But what? I don't care what shit those people tell, I know you, champ, Parth, Jiggy, Kaustu, Vidushi, Shail will be with me forever. That's all I need," she told.
"They're talking shit about us," he told.
"Like we care?" she told making sense.
"But just see..." he replied but was cut off.
"We will do what we wanted to do and what we had planned. Okay?" she asked kissing his cheek.
"Alright," he told knowing he would lose the argument.
They didn't have to care what the world was talking about them. They are love-birds madly in love and they didn't need the world's permission to love eachother.
The next day :
Scube Automobiles :
Sanyukta was walking to her cubicle tying her hair on the way.
"Dude, you saw her? She is that one," a man spoke to someone beside him.
"Who one?" the other man asked.
"That lady the media is talking about? She is Sanyukta Aggarwal living with Randhir," he told.
"What? So she is that s**t Preeti Hanam was talking about?" the other man told.
"Yes, this lady only," he told.
"She's hot dude. I wonder whether she'd live with m-" he started but stopped as he felt a hard blow on his face.
"What the f**k is happening here?" Randhir screamed and slapped that guy hard.
"Get out," he shouted.
"Sir, we have come for the interview," the man spoke totally scared.
"If you stay in front of my eyes even for a moment more then I swear I will not leave you in a condition to walk or ever think about any girl that way. Get out both of you," Randhir barked.
"But sir-" he started.
"Get out you filthy bas***d," Randhir bawled furiously.
"Enough is enough," Randhir thought and walked to his cabin.
Randhir's Cabin :
Randhir pulled out his phone and furiously searched for a number.
"Hello," Randhir told sternly.
"Hello, Mr. Shekhawat, what a pleasure," the man told.
"Mr. Shastry, are you free today?" Randhir asked.
"At what time Mr. Shekhawat?" Mr. Shastry asked.
"Maybe at 4?" Randhir asked.
"One second," he replied, "Yes, Mr. Shekhawat, I am free but what for?" Mr. Shastry asked.
"I am coming over," Randhir told and cut the call.
Picking up the landline, "Hello, Nancy? Ask Sanyukta to come to my cabin right now," Randhir told.
"Yes sir," Nancy told.
After 10 minutes...
"What's up MCP," Sanyukta told, "You should have asked me to come her directly. Why bothering Nancy?"
"That's her job Sanyu," Randhir told sternly, "She's the receptionist."
"Oh-kay. What happened now?" she asked.
"Nothing. Just be home early today, by 6 maybe?" he told.
"Early? I have so much work to do," she told.
"Sanyukta, just be home by 6 okay?" Randhir told angrily.
"Alright, alright," she told sensing his anger.
Shekhawat Mansion :
6.30 pm :
"Oh mann, Randhir will burn me alive today. I am half-an-hour late," Sanyukta told herself while walking in through the doors.
"Welcome Miss. Aggarwal," she heard a man speak.
"Hel..llo," Sanyukta told uncertainly.
"You're late Farzi," Randhir told carrying a tray.
"Umm, I was stuck up," Sanyukta replied.
"Sanyu, meet Mr. Shastry," Randhir told.
"Mr. Shastry?" Sanyukta asked.
"He is a dealer of wedding cards and is the best in town," Randhir told.
"Wedding - what?" Sanyukta asked.
"Select a card for our wedding," Randhir told.
"Randhir but-" Sanyukta started but stopped looking at his grave face, "Okay," she told.
"Champ, how's this?" Randhir asked happily.
"Awesome but this is better," Ranveer told.
"Actually yes," Randhir told.
"I am the best Dad," Ranveer told raising his collar.
"Mr. Shastry, we'd finalise this," Randhir told getting up.
"Okay Mr. Shekhawat, printed samples will be sent to you in a few days," Mr. Shastry told getting up.
"I hope you remember the date," Randhir told.
"Oh yes," Mr. Shastry told and left.
"I am going to freshen up," Randhir told and left.
Randhir's Room :
"What the hell Randhir," Sanyukta screamed throwing the doors open.
"Farzi, we are getting married," Randhir squealed happily.
"Randhir, why? Don't you remember our plans?" she asked.
"I do," he told, "But for those plans I cannot let any roadside bas***d to talk shit about you."
"But Randhir, listen to-" she started.
"No Sanyukta, you listen, I cannot afford to listen to people talking shit about you. Maybe you don't care but I do. I will shut their f**king mouths forever. Let the marriage happen," he told seriously.
"But champ? You forgot what we had planned?" Sanyukta asked.
"No, I didn't. I feel bad but we cannot help it," Randhir told, "We'll do something else on that day."
"Okay fine," she told accepting defeat.
"Good girl," he told patting her back, smirking.
"Date?" she asked.
"15th October," he told smiling happily.
October 14th : (The day before marriage)
Shekhawat Mansion :
The whole house was decorated beautifully. The house was adorned with Everyone was busy in the marriage preparations. It was a bright event filled with rituals and celebrations. Parth, Vidushi, Kaustuki, Jiggy, Sahil, Vardhan sir, Randhir's dad and everyone were busy with their own work.
"Arey haldi kaha hai?" Parth shouted.
"Sanyukta ke bangles? Oh my god, sab kaam mujhe hi karna padta hai," Vidushi yelled.
"Arey Kaustuki, Randhir bhai ka sherwani kidhar hai?" Jiggy screamed.
"Sherwani baad me, pehle ye bolo ki Randhir aur Sanyukta kidhar hai," Kaustuki told.
"R.O.M.A.N.C.E," Ranveer spelled out.
Everyone laughed.
"Sanyukta," Randhir told pulling her into his room.
"Randhir, chodo. There are around 50 fifty people home, someone will see us," Sanyukta told.
He placed his hand on her mouth indicating her to shut up.
"I want to make love tonight," he told.
Her eyes widened in horror.
"So cute," he thought while controlling the sudden urge to kiss her.
"What?" he heard her say.
"Yes, I want to make love to you tonight," he replied.
She lowered her gaze to his hand on her mouth asking him to pull it back. He pulled his hand back. Immediately, she tried to escape but he was too smart for her.
He carried her and ran into the washroom.
Locking the door behind, "Answer me," he told.
"Are you mad?" she asked.
"Yes, in your love," he replied.
"No," she told.
"Why?" he asked.
"Cause tomorrow is our marriage dumbo," she told.
"Exactly my point. That's why I want to make love to you tonight," he told.
"Wait until tomorrow night Randhir," she told.
"We'll do it tomorrow also. Don't worry," he told smirking.
"Why are you so adamant for today?" she asked.
"You won't be my girlfriend from tomorrow and I want to make love to my girlfriend before I get married," he told.
"Where will I go from tomorrow? No where. Today or tomorrow, it won't make any difference," she asked shocked.
"It will make a difference, from tomorrow you will be my wife and not my girlfriend," he told.
She looked up at him with love in her eyes. She found her fingers snaking around his neck holding him while his hands gently placed themselves on her back supporting her petite figure. They were closer now; his warm breath caressing her face. Suddenly their breathing turned ragged, and she felt her throat go dry as he placed his lips on hers. She felt so warm and plush, feeling secure in his arms. They never wanted to let go. Every time they kissed, it felt so pure and chaste. Their lips moved in perfect sync as though they were meant to be together. He stroked his tongue on the contour of her jaw feeling every cell of her. She shivered with pleasure feeling his warm lips on her jaw-line. She pulled his face up and placed her lips on his kissing him passionately.
Pulling apart, "I love you so much," she told.
"The same," he told pulling her in for another passionate kiss.
"Don't do that. Say I love you too," she protested pulling back abruptly.
"Okay, I love you too," he told, "Ready for tonight?" he added with a puppy face.
"Yes," she told as a sweet smile crept up his face.
Night : (Randhir's Room)
Warming themselves up inside the blankets, Sanyukta, resting her face on Randhir's chest she asked, "How was it?"
"I'd die a thousand deaths to live this one day..oops..night," he told smirking.
"Randhir tomorrow is our wedding," Sanyukta told seriously.
"I know," Randhir replied, "I'm kinda getting crazy."
"Me too," she replied.
He laughed. "Why does that happen?" he asked.
"I don't know but I feel on top of the world," she told.
"I'll feel on top of the world tomorrow when you will be mine," he told.
"I am your's only no?" she asked.
"Officially I meant," he told.
"Officially?" she asked.
"Officially means, I can kiss you in public and continue my PDA's in the office too," he told smirking.
"You're crazy," she told.
"Like you're not," he replied.
"Forget that," she told, "Where's my wedding gift?"
"Tomorrow," he told.
"My gift will be better than yours," she told happily.
"No ways," he replied, "Mine will be better."
"Let's see, how about a bet?" she asked.
"Game on," he replied.
October 15th : (The marriage)
The whole Mansion was filled with guests and relatives. The place looked like a mini-supermarket on a sale day excluding the point that the people looked rich and grand.
"Call the Groom," the Pandit announced.
Randhir descended the steps accompanied by Parth who was carrying Ranveer.
The whole crowd burst out a collective sigh. Girls were ogling the two men walking down like Princes. Randhir came and sat down at the Mandap waiting for his Bride.
Randhir's Attire :
The rituals involving the Groom started.
"Call the Bride," the Pandit announced.
Randhir craned his neck to have a view of his Bride in her wedding lehenga. Sanyukta descended the steps graciously looking down accompanied by Kaustuki on one side and Vidushi on the other. Randhir smiled. Sanyukta raised her eye-brow asking him how she looked. He replied with thumbs up sign. She smirked.
She came and sat beside Randhir carefully.
Sanyukta's Attire :
"I am the luckiest person," Ranveer told out of the blue, suddenly.
"Why?" Parth asked.
"Did you see your parents' marriage?" he asked raising one eye-brow.
Parth smiled.
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P.S. Aren't those dresses superb? I am so in love with those. :P
After the marriage :
"I'd like to raise a toast for the newly wedded couple's happy married life," Parth told raising his glass in the air.
"I'd like to say a few words," Randhir told and walked up to the diaz.
"I'd like to request all the reporters here to come forward so that I will be clearly audible," he told.
"What is he doing?" Sanyukta asked softly.
"I have no idea," Parth replied, "But he was quite pissed off when people were talking shit about you."
"Oh mann," Sanyukta told and facepalmed. It was too late to stop him.
"I, Randhir Singh Shekhawat, would like to clear a few doubts in everyone's head here. Firstly, the reporters who are extremely concerned about my son, Ranveer Singh Shekhawat's transition towards a new mother, I would like to reveal that Sanyukta is Ranveer's mother and our' son Ranveer loves his mother dearly so please stop talking shit about him or my wife. Sanyukta and I, were classmates in FITE, we loved eachother a lot. Due to some personal problems we had broken up then," Randhir told while he was interrupted.
"Why did you'll break up?" one reporter asked.
"I mentioned personal.' None of your business to know," he told angrily.
The reporter hung his head in shame.
"So, now, we realized our mistake and came to know that we cannot live without eachother. We decided to marry on January 21st as it is our son's 7th Birthday but because of you reporters my wife was publicized as a s**t, as a wannabe. Unable to take it anymore, I decided to get done with the marriage. Only because of reporters like you we had to change our plans. I wanted to present my son his mother on his birthday," Randhir told and looked at the reporters who seemed extremely scared.
"Just because we are famous that doesn't mean you publicize our personal matters to the world. We do have a personal life full of problems and complications. How would you like if I would air your personal problems on TV and make you a laughing stock? You wouldn't like that I presume. No one would. If my would-be-wife lives in my house which will be hers in a few days then why are you so concerned? It is my matter. I do not want to insult anyone here. I only want you'll to understand how it feels when people call you what you are not. Please respect people's identity and their lives. Do not meddle into their lives as per your own wish. Their lives are not meant to increase your TRP's," Randhir told.
"Sorry sir," one of the reporters told.
"Sorry? No you're not sorry. I am sure this will be repeated not with me maybe but it will be repeated, I can assure you that. I can clear out one thing. Talk anything about my professional matters, I will not give a damn unless it is false but if my personal matters are publicized even if they are true I will be forced to take action against the channel or the reporter and you all know I can do that," he told angrily, "It is your job to talk to professionalism, not personal issues."
"We apologize sir," one man told on behalf of everyone.
"I least care. Now you all may leave," Randhir told rudely.
The next minute all the reporters were out of the hall saving themselves.
"What was that," Vidushi told.
"What was what?" Randhir asked.
"I am proud of you," Vidushi told.
He laughed, "Thanks."
"Well done dude," Parth told patting him.
Many people congratulated him on his act.
Everyone left.
"We're married," Randhir told happily, "Finally."
"Where is my gift?" Sanyukta asked and pouted.
"Oh shit, I forgot," Randhir told, "One second."
He came back after a few minutes..
"Here I present my gift," Randhir told.
Sanyukta's eyes widened seeing Randhir's gift. Sanyukta's parents and her brother came in smiling.
"Mom? Dad? Bhai?" Sanyukta told her eyes watering.
"Sanyu beta," her mom told.
"Farzi, long ago, because of me you lost your family. They disowned you because you were pregnant and I know how much you miss them. I am sorry. So your family is my gift, I'd love to reunite my wife's family to her ," Randhir told.
"Sorry beta," her dad told, "Randhir came home a few days back and explained how wrong we were about you. How badly we had misjudged you. We are extremely sorry."
"Won't you forgive us Sanyu?" her brother asked.
She hugged her parents while her brother joined.
"Such a aww moment," Kaustuki told, "Family pic?"
"Sure," Sanyukta's father told.
"One second," her mom told, "Randhir beta, you are a part of this family now."
"Coming," Randhir told and joined in carrying Ranveer with him.
*Click*
"Nanu," Ranveer told hugging Sanyukta's father's legs.
"Ranveer beta," Kishore told carrying him.
"Maa aapke aur Naani ke baare mein bohot baat karti hai," Ranveer told.
"Papa, aapko pata hai ye bohot bada shaitan hai," Sanyukta told trying to divert the topic. She didn't want her dad feel bad about his doings.
"Jaisi maa vaisa beta," Kishore told laughing.
Everyone laughed.
Night : (Sandhir's Room)
"Let's not make love tonight," Randhir told.
"Bored of me?" Snayukta asked pouting.
"No, I want you to just stay in my arms tonight," he told, "How was my gift?" he asked.
"Awesome MCP. It was the best gift anyone could have ever presented," she replied.
"Welcome welcome. I know I'm the best," he told.
She placed her head on his chest and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her protectively promising her silently to take care of her forever.
"Wait a second," Randhir screamed realizing something, "Where is my gift?"
"I thought you won't ask," she told and sat up.
"Where is it?" he asked.
"Here only," she told.
"Where?" he asked.
"Here only MCP. It is with us at the moment," she told.
"Farzi, stop puzzling me," he told annoyed.
"Here it is," she told.
"Where?" he asked again.
She held his hand gently and bought it to her belly, "Here," she told.
He gasped.
"What?" he asked just to confirm.
"How on earth are you Rank No. 1?' she asked.
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