Chapter 21

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Siya's pov:

As we all know, siblings carry a special place in our hearts. However, the particular bond between a brother and sister is very unique. The care they have for each other knows no bounds. The love they share is beyond compare.

In the morning everyone went to get ready for Rakhsha Bandhan. Zian was wearing a traditional Red kurta and I wore a saree, we all did the pooja.

"Bhai you are looking so handsome, that's why
Bhabhi can't take her eyes off you," Pihu giggled teasing me, I hit her shoulder lightly and said, "Pihu,"

Pihu did the arti and applied the tilak and then tied the rakhi on zian's hand then made him feed Laadu, I was watching them in Aww I wish I also had a brother.

I watched as Zian, playfully handed Pihu, a small potted cactus during the Raksha Bandhan celebrations. The room erupted in laughter as Pihu looked at the quirky gift with surprise.

"Bhai, really? A cactus?" Pihu exclaimed, trying to suppress her laughter.

He grinned mischievously, "Well, you've always said you wanted something low maintenance, so here you go! But don't worry, I have something else for you."

Pihu chuckled and placed the cactus aside, eagerly awaiting the next gift. Zian then took out a beautifully wrapped box from behind the couch and handed it to her. The excitement in her eyes was evident as she carefully unwrapped the package.

Gasps of admiration filled the room when the contents were revealed – a stunning ruby necklace that sparkled in the ambient light. Pihu was speechless for a moment, her eyes brimming with joy and gratitude.

"Oh, Bhai, it's breathtaking! Thank you so much!" Pihu exclaimed, touching the necklace delicately as if it were a precious treasure.

He smiled warmly, "You deserve the best, sis. Happy Raksha Bandhan! May this necklace always remind you of the bond we share."

The heartfelt moment filled the air with warmth and love, as our family gathered around, witnessing the special exchange between siblings. Pihu hugged Zian tightly, expressing her love and appreciation for the thoughtful gifts.

As I stood there, witnessing this beautiful scene, I felt a surge of pride and love for Zian, knowing his playful nature and genuine affection for his sister. The mix of humor and sentiment in this Raksha Bandhan celebration made it truly unforgettable, and I knew these moments would be cherished by all of us for years to come.

"Achw let's click our family photo," Pihu suggested to us and everyone agreed with this.

As the family gathered for the group photo, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. It was my first time being a part of this cherished tradition, and I wanted everything to be perfect. The order of standing had always been the same - my father-in-law, followed by my mother-in-law, then Dadi, and finally, Pihu, I stood beside Zian, trying to compose myself.

As the camera clicked, capturing the smiles and laughter, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Zian, feeling grateful for having him by my side. It had been quite a journey to this point, but we were finally a part of this loving family. The warmth and affection in the room made me feel like I belonged, despite the initial nervousness.

After the photos, the elders retreated to their rooms, leaving the younger ones to carry on the festivities. As I mingled with my new family, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging and happiness. It was moments like these that made me realize how lucky I was to have found a place in their hearts and their lives.

"Bhai bhabhi, now you both pose we want some of your photos too," Pihu excitedly told us, I looked at Zian he had a small smile on his face.

"Now today is Raksha bandana, I'll fulfil your wish," Zian said with a grin and then My heart skipped a beat as Zian grabbed my hand, pulling me closer to him, his warm touch sending shivers down my spine. His strong hand found its place around my waist, and I couldn't help but rest my trembling hands on his chest. Flustered, I whispered, "Zian, I think we were supposed to have a normal photo."

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