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The Mooh Dikhayi ceremony followed, where relatives and friends came to see the new bride and offer their blessings. Aisha, dressed elegantly, sat with a veil covering her face. As each guest lifted the veil to see her face, they congratulated her and praised her beauty.

"Aisha, tum toh bahut hi khoobsurat ho," one of the aunts said, admiring her.

"Mubarak ho, Yuvraj ki biwi ko dekh kar dil khush ho gaya," another relative added.

However, there was one aunt who didn't seem too pleased. She whispered to another relative, "Mujhe toh yeh ladki itni khaas nahi lagti. Kaise samjha humare Yuvraj ne isse shaadi?"

Mrs. Rathore overheard this and immediately came to Aisha's defense. "Aapko shayad maloom nahi, lekin Aisha sirf bahar se hi nahi, andar se bhi bahut khoobsurat hai. Woh meri beti jaisi hai aur usse accha koi ho hi nahi sakta."

The aunt, taken aback by Mrs. Rathore's stern words, mumbled an apology. "Maaf kijiye, mujhe nahi pata tha."

Mrs. Rathore smiled warmly at Aisha, patting her hand. "Tum tension mat lo, beta. Hum sab tumhare saath hain."

Aisha's eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Maa. Aapne hamesha mujhe apna pyar aur support diya hai."

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It was time for the Pag Phera ceremony, where Aisha would return to her parent's home for a short visit. Yuvraj, however, was reluctant to let her go.

"Kya tumhe jaana zaroori hai? Main tumhe miss karunga," Yuvraj said, holding her hand.

Aisha laughed, playfully teasing him. "Yuvraj, sirf kuch ghanto ki baat hai. Main wapas aa jaungi."

Yuvraj sighed dramatically. "Theek hai, par jaldi wapas aana. Main tumhare bina nahi reh sakta."

Aisha smiled, kissing his cheek. "Main jaldi wapas aa jaungi."

Later that evening, Yuvraj drove Aisha to her parents' home, his heart heavy with the thought of being apart from her.

"Aisha, main sach mein tumhe miss karunga," Yuvraj said as they reached her parents' house.

Aisha hugged him tightly. "Main bhi tumhe miss karungi, Yuvraj. Lekin yeh rasam bhi zaroori hai."

Yuvraj reluctantly let her go, watching as she walked inside with her parents. In the evening, he couldn't wait any longer and drove back to bring her home sooner than planned.

As Aisha saw Yuvraj approaching, she laughed. "Tum toh waise bhi mujhe lene aa gaye."

Yuvraj grinned, pulling her into his arms. "Main tumhare bina nahi reh sakta, Wifey"

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"Aisha, tumhe pata hai na, main tumhare bina bore ho jata hoon," Yuvraj said, as they relaxed in their room.

Aisha laughed, playfully swatting his arm. "Tum itna natak kyun karte ho? Main yahin hoon tumhare saath."

Yuvraj grinned, pulling her close. "Natak nahi, sach bol raha hoon. Tum meri zindagi ka sabse important hissa ho."

Aisha smiled, her heart swelling with love. "Aur tum mere liye sab kuch ho, Yuvraj."

As they shared a tender kiss, their hearts were filled with the promise of a beautiful future together. The love and support of their families, the joy of shared moments, and the excitement of new beginnings made their journey all the more special.

THE RECEPTION PARTY

Getting Ready:

Aisha and Yuvraj took their time to get ready for the grand reception that awaited them.

Aisha was assisted Naina in getting into her reception outfit. Her reception outfit was stunning. It was a silver gown, intricately embellished with shimmering sequins and embroidery. Her hair was styled in loose curls cascading down her shoulders, adorned with delicate hairpins that sparkled under the light. A touch of soft makeup enhanced her features, giving her a radiant glow that complemented her joyful demeanor.

"You look radiant, Aisha," Naina remarked, adjusting a stray strand of hair.

"Thank you, Naina," Aisha replied with a warm smile. "I can't wait for Yuvraj to see me."

Meanwhile, at Yuvraj's house, he prepared for the reception with his groomsmen and close friends. His reception attire was a sleek black tuxedo with intricate threadwork. His look was completed with cufflinks adorned with a brooch that shimmered in the light. Aisha's love for details was evident in his attire, making him feel regal and modern.

"Bro, you clean up pretty well," Yash teased, adjusting Yuvraj's brooch.

Yuvraj chuckled nervously, his excitement palpable. "Thanks, Yash. I just hope Aisha likes it."

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The Reception:

The reception venue, elegantly decorated with twinkling lights and floral arrangements, exuded an air of sophistication and celebration. Guests mingled, their voices blending with the melodies of live music that filled the air. Tables adorned with candles and floral centerpieces awaited the arrival of the newlyweds.

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Aisha and Yuvraj made their grand entrance to the reception, hand in hand, greeted by applause and cheers from their friends and family. Aisha's heart swelled with happiness as she felt Yuvraj's reassuring grip. They looked resplendent together, a picture-perfect couple that captured everyone's attention.

Naina rushed forward to hug Aisha, her eyes shimmering with joy. "You both look amazing! Congratulations!"

"Thank you so much, Naina," Aisha replied warmly, reciprocating the hug. "It means a lot to us."

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As the music softened, Aisha and Yuvraj took the center of the dance floor for their first dance as husband and wife. They moved gracefully together, their steps perfectly synchronized, a reflection of their deep connection and love for each other.

Yuvraj held Aisha close, whispering in her ear, "I love you, Aisha."

Aisha smiled up at him, her eyes shining with love and happiness. "I love you too, Yuvraj."

Their dance was a moment of pure bliss amidst the lively celebrations, a time for them to savor each other's presence and the beginning of their journey as a married couple.

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Throughout the reception, laughter and joy filled the air, punctuated by humorous moments that added to the merriment of the occasion.

At one point, Yash, always the playful friend, attempted to dance with Aisha during a lively Bollywood song. Yuvraj, playfully possessive, quickly stepped in and spun Aisha away, drawing laughter from their guests.

"Yash, hands off! She's taken," Yuvraj teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Yash chuckled good-naturedly. "Alright, chill dude bhabhi hai meri."

Naina, standing nearby with a glass of champagne, quipped, "Looks like someone's in for a dance with me then."

Yash raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Challenge accepted."

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Throughout the evening, Aisha and Yuvraj were surrounded by well-wishers who offered their congratulations and heartfelt blessings. Their families beamed with pride, sharing stories of their childhood and offering advice for their future together.

Mrs. Kapoor, Aisha's mother, embraced Yuvraj warmly. "Welcome to the family, beta. We're so happy to have you."

Yuvraj smiled gratefully, feeling the warmth and acceptance from Aisha's family. "Thank you, Maa. I'm honored to be a part of your family."

Mr. Rathore, Yuvraj's father, clapped a hand on Aisha's shoulder. "You've brought so much joy to our son's life, Aisha. We couldn't ask for a better daughter-in-law."

Aisha's eyes filled with tears of happiness. "Thank you, Papa. I promise to always cherish Yuvraj and your family."

"To our new life together," Yuvraj said, raising a toast.

"To our new life together," Aisha replied, clinking her glass with his.

"Today was perfect," Aisha murmured, resting her head on Yuvraj's shoulder.

Yuvraj smiled, his fingers gently caressing her hair. "It was. And now we have a lifetime of perfect days ahead of us," he replied, pressing a tender kiss on her forehead.

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The following day, they began planning their honeymoon, flipping through glossy travel brochures and browsing online travel guides. Their excitement was palpable, filling the room with a sense of adventure and anticipation.

"Where should we go for our honeymoon?" Aisha asked, her eyes scanning over picturesque destinations.

Yuvraj, leaning back in his chair, pondered for a moment before a smile spread across his face. "How about Paris? It's the city of love."

Aisha's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Paris sounds perfect."

Their plans took shape, each detail adding to their excitement for the upcoming trip.

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Meanwhile, across town, Naina and Yash were having their heart-to-heart conversation. The tension between them had reached a breaking point, and it was time to address their unresolved feelings.

"Yash, can we talk?" Naina asked, her tone softer than usual.

Yash looked up, a mixture of curiosity and hope in his eyes. "Sure, Naina. What's on your mind?"

Naina took a deep breath, her voice earnest. "I think we need to stop fighting and start understanding each other."

Yash nodded, his expression serious. "I agree. We've been at each other's throats for too long."

"Maybe we can try being good friends?" Naina suggested, a tentative smile forming on her lips.

Yash's face lit up with a genuine smile. "I'd like that."

They shared a moment of mutual understanding, realizing that their constant bickering had been a way to mask deeper feelings. A new chapter in their relationship began, one based on honesty and friendship.

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-tara✮

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