MaNan:Arranged Marriage

73.RishMa's Wedding

Nandini: Manik, can you let me work, please?

I said for the umpteenth time as Manik sneaked me behind a pillar. So currently we're at the main venue where Rishit and Ridhima were to be engaged. I once again tried to free myself from his hold only to be pulled back and land on his chest.

Manik: Nandini we've not romanced since morning yaar.

He cribbed like a baby and pouted cutely which made me smile. I tiptoed to his height and pecked his cheeks softly. I pulled back to see him only to find him with closed eyes and pouting lips which made me giggle. Seriously he was expecting me to kiss him.. He opened his eyes in a snap and looked at him confusedly.

Manik: Bas itna hee..

I giggled and nodded at him which made him pull me with a jerk, making time stop for me.

Manik: Do you even realise how much I'm missing your warmth? Do you realize how much I'm craving your touch? Do you even realise how much I want to claim your lips? Do you realize how much I want to love you? Hmm?

He spoke softly caressing my cheek and tucking my side bangs behind my ear while I stood staring at him lostly. Soon enough, I found him leaning towards me and I quickly decided to give in because we both wanted it. Our lips were touching as our breath mingled and we were about to kiss when we heard someone.

"Yeh dekho, shaadi meri hai aur mauke par chauka yeh dono maar rahe hain."

Our eyes snapped opened and we both looked towards the source of the voice to find the whole gang standing with a mischievous glint in their eyes. Damn it. Manik murmured something and stepped back.

Manik: Tum logon ko kisine sikhaya nahi ki jab do log romance kar rahe ho toh unhe disturb nahi karte?

I looked at him in disbelief not because he was so direct but because nothing he spoke made any sense and as I guessed, everyone chuckled making me palm my face.

Cabir: Nahi Manik. Hum logon ne bachpan mei good manners, ABCD, ethics, poems and numbers seekhe hain, yeh sab nahi. Haan Lekin tum apne bacchon ko yeh sab zarror sikhana.

I looked away as the whole gang laughed at Cabir's not so funny pun, totally intended to embarrass me because he knows his stubborn brother won't be affected by his jokes.

Manik: Very funny Cabir.. Kaise kar leta hai tu?

Cabir: Arey Manik, iss mei saalon ki practice lagti hai. Waise toh it's my born talent but phir bhi perfection laani padti hai, you know.

I shook my head in disbelief while Manik glared at him in irritation. Rishit came forward and held my hand.

Rishit: Nandini yaar, we need your help and here you are romancing your husband. Tumhari toh shaadi ho chuki hai naa, ab kya karegi itna romance karke?

Manik held my other hand pulling me back, along with Rishit who was still holding onto my hand.

Manik: Yeh shaadi ko chalane ke liye bhi romance karna padta hai.

Rishit smirked while I was wishing to be Mr. India so that I could meet disappear from all this.

Rishit: Acha... Toh aur kya kya karna padta hai Manik shaadi ko chalane ke liye?

I glared at him to stop but that idiot just winked at me.

Manik: Leave her hand and I'll tell you.

He said sternly which only made Rishit tighten his hold on my wrist.

Rishit: That I can't bro because if I did then you'll again sneak her out and I can't afford that so excuse me in stealing my best friend a.k.a your wife.