☾ 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔

Tarini's announcement about being ready to marry Dev took my parents by surprise. Shalini and Mr. Birla exchanged glances, unsure of how to react. After a moment of silence, Shalini finally spoke up, her voice filled with concern.

"Tarini, are you absolutely sure about this decision?" she asked, her eyes searching for any signs of hesitation in her daughter's face.

Tarini took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, Mom. I've thought about it, and I believe it's the right thing to do. I want to give this marriage a chance."

Her father, Mr. Birla, reached out and held Tarini's hand. "If this is what you truly want, then we'll support you, my dear. But remember, we only want your happiness."

Tarini smiled gratefully at her father's words. She knew how lucky she was to have such understanding parents. However, deep down, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of uncertainty about her decision.

As the days passed, the Birla household buzzed with wedding preparations. Tarini found herself constantly surrounded by relatives, friends, and wedding planners, all discussing the grand celebration that lay ahead. Despite the excitement around her, Tarini couldn't shake off her apprehension.

One evening, as she sat alone in her room, Tarini's thoughts drifted to Dev. She realized that she hardly knew anything about him. They had barely spoken, and their conversations had been limited to formalities and pleasantries. Tarini wondered if this was how her married life would be, filled with silence and unfamiliarity.

With the mere thought she decides to talk to her parents about her concern and get to know dev at least a little bit.

– tarini –

It was one of those days when the sun didn't shine to the brightest and a slow breeze flew across the streets of Bikaner making the environment sweet and calm.

" तू हसरत पुरानी , तू आदत नयी है

यक़ीन तो दिला दे , तू है या नहीं है

आये हाय जुबां , भी फिसलने लगी "

Tarini sang while running down the stairs smiling at the parents and sister in law sitting at the dining table.

" Tara " nidhi bhabhi exclaimed.

" Good morning everyone" I wished everyone.

" come have breakfast " my mother called me to have the meal.

" can I have bread and butter? I've to go to practice "

" I'll send a driver with you Tara , you can have your breakfast"

" No papa , the practice is really important and I don't know when Dev might appear from no where and ask me to come with him for any wedding preparations. "

" Ok but do send me the live location, doesn't matter if you're with the Kunwar sa / prince of bikaner my daughter's safety will always be my first priority. "

" I won't forget to share my location papa "

Having my breakfast I ran towards the car and knocked on the window twice to gain ram bhaiya's attention.

" bhaiya jaldi gaadi start karo Aaj bhot late ho gaya hai "

" aap betho toh "

...............

My life has been such a mess these days since Mr. Dev Jaisingh decided to show up randomly after a short trip from Delhi and said yes to the wedding proposal.

Actually a few days back he went to attend someone Akansha Bedi and Yuvraj Sahay's wedding functions since it was Aviraj Bhai and Sharvari bhabhi's engagement on akansha Bedi's wedding day.

Although I have read about Akansha Bedi in a few articles as she's the daughter of one of the most renowned businessmen Suraj Bedi but about her fiance , I don't have much idea except he's a famous photographer.

I guess he'll be back today or tomorrow , he never tells me when he'll be back , he just comes out of nowhere.

" didi should we start the practice? "

Asked sona , a girl who's in her early 20s.

" is everyone here? "

" everyone is waiting for you in the practice hall "

" I am coming just let me tie my ghungroo "

" Aniket bhaiya also came "

" okay tell him to check on the music system "

Today I'm wearing a blue coloured chikankari kurti with white pants , a pair of silver jhumka and my hairs tied in a loose bun.

I went to the practice hall , I own a dance class named ' natraj '. A few months ago not a lot of people knew me until Sona told me to upload our dance practice videos on the internet and one fortunate day a video went viral on some social media platform and since then I'm so popular.



Not to forget I have choreographed in a few music videos as well and met a few celebrities too.

I went to the practice hall , god so many people of different age groups are waiting for me.

" what took you so long Tara? "

" I was tying my hair "

" okay let me play the music "



Aniket started the dance , taking a turn and hitting his foot on the floor syncing with the tunes of music.

In the next part I joined him syncing the moves hitting my foot on the floor which resulted in my ghoongru making beautiful sounds.

We both danced to the tunes of music taking several rounds of stage , doing beautiful hand movements and facing expression were on point.

Music is my therapy.

I love music & dance , I love everything art related.

We both stopped dancing as the music ended with the tunes subsidizing and I sat on my knees and aniket stood behind me with similar expressions and hand gestures.

We both are breathing heavily due to that constant dance practice as all the students cheer for us.

But my eyes went on that person standing at the door of my dance class.

I stood up on my feet and wiped my sweat with my dupatta and went towards him.

" you.....here. ? "

" hm! My mother told me to pick you up , we need to go for outfit trails. "

" oh! Give me 2 minutes I'll just bring my bag. "

" okay! "

" thanks. "

I ran towards the practice hall and told aniket to continue another batch's practice and lock the classes.

I gave my ghunghroo to Sona and washed my face before grabbing my bag and fixing my hair and Bindi.

" Sona take care of the classes and help aniket please. "

" don't worry , I'll do it. "

I ran towards the entrance to find my would-be husband busy on his phone but as soon as he lifted his gaze down at me I felt hot and intimidated.

Why am I so small? Or he's humongous ?

We have a decent height difference, I come to his shoulder.

The fuck! My forehead felt so hot between my eyebrows.

He placed his index finger on and pulled it towards the centre of my eyebrows and smiled.

Ah! What a smile with dimples.

" your bindi was dislocated "

" than.ks "

Why do I fumble in front of him?

" let's go or we'll get late "

" yes let's go "

.............

" how's this one mam? "

Ugh!! This is the thirteenth lehenga which I'm seeing but even this is so bad. I don't know what happened to me I'm not even PMS-ing.

I think I should choose the next one because I can clearly see the offended and irritating looks Dev is sharing through the mirror.

But I will get married once in this life so how about choosing the best lehenga but this boring and dangerous would-be-husband of mine is giving such bad looks as if he'll kill the attendant right now.

I guess I should choose the next lehenga no matter how it looks , at least I will be able to save her life.

" uh pack thi- "

" Thank you so much for wasting our time I didn't know you had such a pathetic collection. "

He grabbed my hand and took me out of the boutique but how he replied to that sales girl was rude.

" Aviraj and his pathetic choice , for his own wife he got the best designer but for my wedding he'll suggest the worst. I need to tell this to sharvari bhabhi so that she can give him a nice lecture. "

He grumbled while breathing. I wanna laugh out loudly but I don't want him to leave me here alone.

Is he the same man who said that he wants a court marriage?

" where are we going? "

" To DRISHAN elegance obviously "

" why? "

" I don't trust those small boutiques let me take you to drishan elegance. "

" isn't it the same Ishana Mahajan's brand with whom you met in Delhi? "

" Are you stalking me? "

" why would I? It's just that I read some articles as they were trending. "

" smooth lies "

This man is seriously self obsessed and wait did I told why he was so busy on the phone?

He was looking for some tux for our reception. I mean here I am , not even able to find lehenga for weddings and he's finding fur reception.

It's okay , I have heard that drishan's collection is elegant so I hope I'll find something there.

Fingers crossed

.............

And see where we are after driving for half an hour.

At a building which is so near to the mall.

This man is sick and I need to prepare myself for the rest of my life otherwise he will drive me crazy as well.

Well to be honest marring the kunwar Saa of the whole bikaner was never on my to do list. I mean I always admire people in love and love marriages .

I love those small efforts men make for their women like buying jhumka's , fixing hairs , going out for shopping , cooking meals together or simply sitting under the sky and gazing at the stars everything is so romantic for me.

I have seen my brother doing it for bhabhi , papa doing it for maa and even kunwar saa's favourite cousin Aviraj Bhai does it for sharvari bhabhi.

I have seen Aviraj Bhai sharing the glimpses of his private life on social media , although sharvari bhabhi is a more private person but even she likes when bhai shares those small moments on social media.

And here I am landing into an arranged marriage, I mean we are two strangers how will we be able to love each other?

" Anarkali let's go! "

What's wrong with this man.

Before stepping out of the car he leaned towards me hitching my breath in my throat. Wtf is he going to do? Is he going to kiss me? Wait I need to punch him on his face then.

He leaned more and opened the dashboard taking out a black mask and sunglasses.

" you should've told me to pick it "

" I don't need your help anarkali "

What does he think that if he wears a mask and sunglasses then no one will be able to recognise him?

I mean it works to an extent but if someone knows him well then they'll be able to recognise him easily.

..............

And the game of dress trial begins again , I'm trying the 7th lehenga and he's saying no on my face.

But then after a few more trials I finally got my lehenga , simply beautiful.

Hush! We are don-

" Now it's my turn "

Wth! Even if he is left , now I have to sit and just judge him? That's fun.

I won't say yes before 20 sherwani's.

" show me some tux "

" you're not wearing tux for our wedding "

" excuse me? "

" you're excused Kun-

I mean Mr. Would - be - husband"

" Show us some sherwani please "

he rolled his eyes at me and then randomly picked one sherwani and went to the trial room.

" tch! you don't look good in this one. "

I lied through my teeth because he looked so handsome but I can't say yes in the first trial only

" pack this one "

he just ordered the attendant and went to pay for it. wtf was that huh?

" I said you don't look good "

" doesn't matter , I look good to myself in that and that's what matters. YOU gave me the right to judge your outfits that's why I did. HAVE SOME SELF CONFIDENCE TARINI "

" uh? Giving suggestions and asking for them is called being under confident? "

" Things are different for both of us tarini , it's like two sides of the same coin "

" we are different in each term , will this wedding work for us? there's nothing common between us dev "

" There's a common thing tarini , we both are marrying each other for our parents happiness. "

" I hope things work out for us. "

" we have to make things work in our favour, do you think it's easy to divorce after being married in a royal family? "

And that was enough for me to know that after this there is no going back , Anyhow I have to stay beside him in this lifetime. Either happily or forcefully, he'll never let Jaisingh's reputation get tarnish.

Bhagwan Ji

And again we are in the car and his never ending shopping starts again as we drove towards the mall.

" tarini you need an invitation to come inside the lift ? "

" you can say nicely also , there's no need to taunt every time. "

" I didn't even taunt you "

I rolled my eyes and stood beside him as the elevator moved I jerked and held his hand.

" anarkali can dance nonstop but can't manage to balance in a lift "

He audibly mumbled as I gave him a glare.

" I heard that "

" then learn how to stand in a lift when a man is carrying all the bags by himself"

" That's what gentleman's do "

He rolled his eyes at me but I'm happy that I shut him up.

The lift opened on the 3rd floor and someone came in but Mr. Dev Jaisingh got a crazy attack and went  out leaving me behind.

Is this man crazy?

But before I can do something the lift went to another floor.

Ugh!!

After a few minutes I came back to 3rd floor and before I could get out of lift Kunwar Saa came in with a lady figure following him.

She looked beautiful in that brown kurta paired with similar coloured pants and light brown dupatta on her right shoulder and few bags in her hands.

" Bhabhi fast "

I heard Dev yelling at the lady figure who is busy on a call and her face covered with most of her hairs.

She stepped inside and stood beside Dev and he took the bags from her hands so that she can fix her hairs.

" tarini , you here? "

" sharvari bhabhi? "

" yeah! Dev came to meet me that the jewelry shop why didn't you? "

" he left me in the lift "

" I didn't bhabhi , she's always so busy in her phone "

" Says the one whose first wife is his phone "

" guys! We are in public place please control your tongue "

Sharvari bhabhi said giving a halt to our never-ending bickering. She's so beautiful, her aura screams elegance and confidence.

" Raj didn't came with you? "

" old man is busy you know "

They are so close to eachother, I feel good that atleast there's someone with whom he can talk freely without having any fear of being judged.

Soon we reached the ground floor and sharvari bhabhi went to hotel via cab and he drove me to a place that is so peaceful and beautiful.

" Adhira Uday jaisingh "

written in bold letters outside the cabin of the founder of an NGO named first step.

She's the queen of Bikaner and mother of this grumpy man standing beside me but she's so much close to kids , she loves them to no extent and this ngo has a lot of kids , running all around playing happily.

She gave them a life they deserve, she is such a pure hearted woman who helps the poor , gives shelter to kids , distributes food every Tuesday and not to forget plants a hundred trees on her sister's birthday who unfortunately died when Aviraj Bhai was 2.

She's such an influential woman and I truly admire her.

Sona the girl who helps me in dance classes is one of those kids who stay here and now as she's well educated and grown-up, she's helping me in dance classes as well as preparing for a job.

" Tarini comes in"

I heard her saying as I saw the grumpy kunwar saa already sitting inside her cabin on a leisurely sofa.

What does he think of himself? Is he the king of somew–

Shit he's , I mean not now but in future he'll be the king of Bikaner.

" aunty – "

" Tarini, don't you think you should call me maa like Dev. "

" uh - "

" why do you fumble so much? We won't eat you alive Tarini "

Is it necessary for him to poke his nose everywhere?

" Dev , This is how you talk to your fiance? You are not meant to disrespect her not even taunting "

" sorry Rani Saa "

He mumbled like a little kid who got scolded by his favourite teacher but I am happy because my in-laws are great.

" Tarini  , I am sorry on his behalf "

" Please don't apologise like this aunty"

" No he should know how to behave with you but anyways I called you both here to discuss something about your sangeet. Actually I am planning to keep it a simple affair , only family and close friends but if you want to invite some friends then you can tara.

And yeah! Sharvari is here as well so let's have lunch tomorrow together as I don't know if Aviraj will be joining us or not. "

" Bhabhi will be staying at our mansion right. "

" For now she's at hotel as Avi still has few things to look after. "

" Where do they live aunty? "

And I instantly bit my tongue , My bad what she must be thinking about me now?

" Sirohi "

She smiled genuinely

" oh! "

" But Sharvari is from dehradun "

After chatting a bit and having lunch we decided to leave. It's 5 pm already and papa is messaging me where I am , even though I have shared my location with him.

" I'll take my leave then , I shall meet you tomorrow for lunch "

Saying this much I stood to grab my bag when aunty came and hugged me. She's so sweet , I am so happy to be her one and only daughter in law.

But only daughter in law , I am not happy being this grumpy old man's wife.

" take care baccha! "

" I will aunty "

" Dev drop her home safely "

" I have some wor– "

" Dev "

I must say she holds

that queen-ly aura and she's so confident. After her one warning The Dev Jaisingh didn't utter a word and safely dropped me home without any bickering or taunting.

wow amazing!

Looks like I need to be in the good books of my mother in law because she will help me get saved from the irritating rich ass would-be husband.

....

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tarini birla?

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avi-vari's newly

wedded life part too