From holding their pinky fingers as kids to holding each other's hands for the lifetime.
From running behind each other to taking seven pheras.
From pulling each other's hair to becoming each other's life.
From fighting with each other to fightin...
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Author's POV:
The next evening, everyone is running here and there, looking after the last-minute arrangements.
In Arpita and Yash's room,
Arpita was sitting in front of the mirror and combing her hair when she felt an intense gaze on her. She looked in the mirror and saw her hubby looking at her intensely without blinking his eyes. She moved towards him and snapped her fingers in front of him, making him come out of his dreamland.
"How am I looking?" Arpita asked, looking into his eyes.
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(Arpita and Yash's attires)
"Abcdefghijk," he said, smiling at her.
"What?" she asked, looking at him weirdly.
"Amazing, beautiful, cute, dazzling, elegant, fantasising, gorgeous, and heavenly," he said, smooching her lips and making her blush.
"Then, what is IJK?" she asked, looking at him eagerly.
"I'm just kidding," he said, winking at her.
"What the hell?" she said, narrowing her eyes and slapping his chest.
"Look into my eyes, Aru. They will tell you how you are looking," he said, caressing her cheeks.
She smiled widely, listening to him, and climbed on his legs, holding his hands.
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