The schedule was that the mehendi would be held at 10 a.m, first hour would only be exclusively for ladies. The Ladies Sangeet. An hour later men were allowed to join the gathering for the celebrations. Thanks to Aastha this idea was implemented.

A busy Shivaay was out to finalise a few things about the next day's event. While Anika was making sure the decorations were pitch perfect. Saumya was busy talking to the mehendi ladies.

Dev was checking the music system, when he gets a call, smiling he goes to talk, an observant Anika looked on and smiled.

As she was doing the last bit of things, Aastha comes over and asks her to get ready. She thinks it was best, as Shivaay wouldn't be there and she would get the room all to herself.

She looked at herself in the huge mirror of the washroom setting her side curls. She had put on a buffed hairstyle with her smooth long curls down her back and the side curls kissing her neck. She wore an embroidered net pinkish lehenga with a colourful collared sleeveless choli. Her Pink Chiffon Dupatta lay aside on the rack, while she was carefully looking into the mirror and applying the eyeliner.

There was some sound and the huge glass door opened and an oblivious Shivaay entered engrossed in his phone, his right hand unbuttoning his shirt. She was focusing with her left eye on the thickness of her liner on her right closed eye and didn't notice him.

As soon as she was done, she turned the other way, at the very same moment Shivaay took a towel from the towel rack and placed his phone there instead, and turned to move to the huge washbasin to wash his face and *bang*.

She squealed, screwing her eyes shut while he with his brows raised looked at her wide eyed. She was bending over him her left hand clinging tightly to his unbuttoned shirt and the right on his shoulder. While his strong arms held her bare ones, by the shoulder to prevent her from the fall. She finally opened her eyes slowly, and the two pair of eyes blinked in unison to settle for a magnetizing eye-lock.

She gulped at their proximity. The butterflies grew in her stomach as his hand moved down from her shoulders to her elbow stroking her bare arm gently. Oh gosh and those ever confusing eyes,.she just couldn't look away.

His breathe became uneven as he saw her looking at him with her uneven breath fanning his face, while her hand clinging to the shirt slightly touched his bare chest. And those glossy lips they were so damn inviting. He unknowingly inched closer. His eyes moved lower from her lips. He did not fail to notice that little bit of cleavage.

Her eyes followed his, she hesitantly moved. Realising he immediately inched far, gaining his senses.."you okay?"

"Hmmm..." she was at a loss of words with crimson colour reddening her cheeks. She felt too much exposed to him for the minute, and to make it worst her breath and senses had ditched her altogether. She just hoped he didn't sense the weird roller-coaster of feelings she was going through. Not knowing that he was busy fighting his own hormones.

He saw that she felt uncomfortable standing there, like that before him. He looked the other way only to find her dupatta, he quickly grabbed it and handed it to her.

She took it, their hands brushed, yet another spark.

She quickly picked up her stuff and turned to leave, before leaving without turning she said .."well I think you could have considered to knock..!" with a smile playing on her face she left. She herself dint know from where did that come but it just came.

He looked at the glass door in perfect amazement and then smiled turning towards the mirror.

Seeing himself.."Shit ...why am I smiling..!" He tried to straighten down the smile and wear a straight face but yet again that smile appeared. Trying hard he finally gave up.

"This women is crazy. Dhoor rehna padega. Otherwise main jarur paagal ho jaunga..!" With that he decided to take a nice cool shower, pobably would cool his warming heart, and heating hormones.

Once in the room, she quickly pinned the dupatta and left to give him his privacy.

A while later, as Shivaay was talking on the phone moving down the corridor he was suddenly stopped by Varad and Shlok. Cutting the call-"Hi..!"

Shlok-"Toh plan kya hai..??" he said naughtily raising his eyebrows.

Shivaay clearly ambiguous -"What..what plan..?

Shlok-"I am sure tune ab tak plan kar liya hoga...ab jaldi kariye Mr.SSO wahan ladies ka function shuru hogaya hain."

Shivaay-"I don't know...wait a minute...tum bhi SSO...!"

Shlok casually-"Haan who Annika ko kehte huye suna...how short n sexy... SSO..!"

Shivaay -"Yaa right short n sexy...at least you don't call me that...S...S...O..."he said irritatedly.

Shlok-"Acha toh ab sirf Annika tujhe SSO keh sakte hain hum nahi. Your thing huh? " he nudged his shoulder grinning.

Shivaay-"Nahi waisa nahi hain...I just don't like S...S...O"

Shlok-"Wasisa nahi toh kaisa. ?"

Varad-"Bhai aap log baad mein discuss kar lena SSO ka kissa ...wahan mehndi start ho gayi hogi..!" he said impatiently.

Shlok-"Haan..toh... Shivaay... Singh... Oberoi.."

Varad-"Bhai..."

Shivaay looked at both-"Look hummein wahan ek ghante ke baad jaana hain! Abhi ladies function chal raha hai so relax Varad."

Shlok-"Are you out of your head..humein ladies function mein jaana hain."

Shivaay giving a disgusted expression..."Phat The Wuck! Tum dono ladies function mein kyun jaana chathe hoo..!"

Shlok-"Shivaay yaar...stop being a mummy's boy...! Like you don't know..!'

Shivaay looking confused. The Mummy's boy reminded him of his mother. There was some good thing about the wedding it kept him so busy and left him so tired that he didn't have time to mourn.

Shlok-"Don't tell me...tujhe nahi pata kii yeh ladies function kitna rangeen hota hai..! Its okay aaj pata chal jaayega."

Shivaay blinked coming back-"What..look..!"

Varad-"Mere paas idea hai hum wo lehenga aur dupatta pehen lete hain..inhi kapdon ke upar."

Shlok-"Good idea...chalooo."

Shivaay-"Wait a minute...are you guys out of your heads." he said as Shlok dragged him.

Shlok dressed himself and then Shivaay with great difficulty.

Shivaay-"Guys you know what this isn't happening..kisi ko pata chal gaya toh its going to be a hell of an embarrassing situation so...NO...!" he struggled to get hold of the dupatta.

Shlok-"Shivaay please..!" holding his hand."Don worry Aakash yahan nahi hai...!" he laughed.

Shivaay glared at him "Not funny..!You know what tum dono jao I am not in."

Shlok-"Come-on...more the merrier...ab chal bhi...trust me you will love it."

Varad-"Haan chaliye naa...life mein har cheez try karni chaiye...10 min ho bhi gaye."

Shivaay looked at Shlok and then Varad..."okay..but...if we get caught then you guys take the blame."

Shlok-"Haan ok chal."

Shivaay doesn't move..." Are you sure I mean aise ?"

Shlok-"Haan don't worry you look perfect like a girl...bas who ghunghat ke neeche apni daadi chupa lena. I so wish Aakash was here ek scene mil jaata.He ended quietly, audible enough.

Shivaay-"Stop it alright..!" his glare was enough. Shlok just knew that the best was to walk away.

Anika and Aastha stood beside Sojal giggling and smiling as the older ladies performed a mehendi laada while the artist applied mehendi to a glowing Sojal.

Aastha-"Chal ab hum dance karte hain! Ek doosre ki shaadi pe toh kar nahi paaye Sojal kii hii sahi." she said excitedly.

Anika-"Lekin.."

Aastha-"Bas haan...jal bin machli..." She winked.

Anika-"Tujhe yaad hain."

Aastha-"Ofcourse...main ghajni nahi hoon..chal dance karte hain...she gave her a naughty look. And whispered the song in her ear.

Anika-"Yeh gaana...auntyon ne hummein chapel se maarna hai..!"

Aastha-"Shaadi ke sangeet mein yeh sab chalta hai."

Anika-"Nahi Aastha mujhe sharam aarahi hai..!"

Aastha-"O really look who is speaking..ab dramebaazi band kar yahan toh..tere SSO bhi nahi hai..!Chal. "

Anika-"Acha ek aur performance ke baad..tu bhi abhi abhi naach ke aayi hai..tired hogi. "

Aastha-"Theek hai ek performance ke baad."

The trio entered the premises. The decorations were just amazing. They stood aside.

Anjali and kalindi the mothers were dancing.

Varad kept raising his ghunghat to peek at Sojal.

Shivaay-"Have you lost it..Sojal bhaag nahi jaayegi."

Varad-"you wont understand...ek ladki jab aapko do saal friend-zone kar ke rahe aur phir finally things work out...you don't know that feeling. Aapki ki shaadi ho chuki hain naa."

Shivaay-"Yea.."...to himelf.."meri shaadi ho chuki hain.." he grinned sarcastically.

Varad-"Bhai...Aastha Bhabhi...dance ke liye aa rahi hai."

Shlok excitedly -" I know..."

Shivaay looked at the excited duo looking at their respective ladies! Crazy!bHe turned to look at the stage where Aastha who was on stage gives a thumbs up sign to Anika who was on the other end of it..What the hell Anika on stage as well. Now this was – "Interesting very interesting..!"

Aastha starts the performance as music starts..

Aastha holds up a poster of Shlok's. Shivaay smirks looking at Shlok controlling his laugh.

Shlok wide-eyed smiling-

Anika entered .with the perfect lip sync and latka-jhatkas. Shivaay's mouth forms a perfect 0.

Both sway with the moves and giggles on their face.

Song changes..

Shlok and Shivaay look on with their eyes fixed at their ladies.

They pull Sojal...and all three dance...with a few swaggy moves, the latka jhatkas.

The guys forget their surroundings and look on wide eyed, gaping. Varad sees Anjali approaching them, he nudges Shivaay and Shlok..."chalooo.." he whispers,with no effect.He tries once more to no effect."Bye".He moved out in quick steps and hid behind a pillar to watch.

Anjali stands between them slightly behind and says.."Pyaari lag rahi hain naa.?"

Absentmindedly both say.."hmmm" in unison and before they can realise Anjali holds both their ears.

"Badmash dono ke dono..!" They look at each other .."wo Varad."

And are surprised to find no Varad around.

"Shaitan...bechaare Varad ko beech mein mat lao..!"

Aaastha and Anika see and come along.

Aastha-"Cheaters."

Kalindi comes along and dragged Anjali to introduce her to someone.

"Tum dono ko baad mein dehk lungi..!"she said as she leaves.

Shlok smiled victoriously at his mother's exit and turns to Aastha-"Jhalla...haan?" he said teasingly.

Aastha stuck her tongue out.. "Sahi toh hai...?"

Shlok moved closer to her-"Accha.. Dubba de gaya..?"

Anika and Shivaay sense them getting romantic...and indicate each other to move out.

P.S

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