31. Blossoming Love

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After dinner, The Rathores bid farewell to Maitri. It was an emotional moment for everyone except Maitri. She was happy being married and didn't shed even one tear.

"Aye stop crying please. Am not crying why are you all crying?" She said looking at her parents.

"That's the problem bhanji. You ARE supposed to be crying. Its your vidai" Jivan said hugging Maitri who looked at him bored.

"I don't want to cry. I've married the man I love who loves me back too and also a family which considers me as their daughter. Am not leaving my family behind am simply extending my family" She said hugging Jiya who wept uncontrollably. Maitri wiped Jiya's tears and explained to her.

"You are so excited to leave us" Divya complained.

"Of course, I am. I finally got my Prince Charming" Maitri hugged Divya next.

"Am so happy for you" Divya hugged her again, this time tightly. After the vidai, The Ranawats  walked Maitri to the entrance of the palace and gave her a red veil to cover her face. Kaira placed a kalash of rice at the entrance followed by a dish filled with kumkum water and a white cloth spread on the floor.

"Kick it in with your right leg" Kaira said after doing the aarti of Aryaman and Maitri. She moved aside to give Maitri space. Maitri kicked the kalash and walked in happily. Aryaman walked beside her in her every step. Smiling widely she dipped her both legs in the kumkum water and walked on the white cloth. At the end of the cloth Aarchi and Aviraj stood with party poppers which they burst welcoming Maitri at home.

"Welcome bhabhi ma" Aviraj and Aarchi both hugged her wishing her happiness. Kaira then placed 7 steel plates on the floor and asked Maitri to pick each one on top of each other with minimal noise which she did happily. Aryaman simply stared at her and thanked God for bring her in his life. She was then asked to sit on the sofa beside Aryaman and Aviraj came and sat on her laps.

"Paisa paisa paisa chahiye" Aviraj sang horribly making her laugh. She looked at Aryaman for money which he gladly placed in her hand. She handed Aviraj a neatly folded envelope of money. Aviraj stood up and bent down to take her blessings. She hid her feet and looked around shyly.

"You are elder than me and Aryaman's brother" She said holding his hands.

"But in relation you are elder to me" Aviraj winked at her and bent down to touch her feet. One by one all guests came with gifts for her muh dikhai. They opened her veil slightly and blessed her immensely and placed the gifts in her laps. She passed them on to Aarchi and Divya who held them.

They played a few more games before they retired for the night. Aarchi helped Maitri settled her lehenga on the bed as the boys kept Aryaman busy.

"Jijuu" Divya came holding a glass of guava juice. She sipped on the juice using a straw and walked towards the men and Nidhi who were teasing Aryaman.

"Divya jii" Aviraj walked towards her with open arms as everyone looked at him rolling his eyes. Divya looked at him with a bored expression.

"Please join us" He placed his hand over her shoulder and held her close as they walked to the boys.

"May I?" Aviraj looked at Divya's drink and asked her politely.

"Sure" She handed him her drink. Both of them got lost in talking to each other.

"We are also there Divya" Nidhi said when she couldn't bear anymore. Divya smiled and was to talk to her but Aviraj stopped her by holding Divya's hand and pulled her to the centre.

"Dance with me" He said winking at her. Nidhi looked at Aviraj with wide eyes and fisted her hands in anger. Divya gave him a small smile, sliding her hand in his. She looked at Nidhi's reaction and gulped down her saliva.

"Please stop this now" She whispered in Aviraj's ear as they danced. Aviraj looked at her confused.

"She's finally reacting to something yaar" Aviraj said looking at Divya who looked at him sadly.

"What happened?" Aviraj asked noticing the tired look on her face.

"Nothing" She shook her head and looked away from him. Aviraj twirled her and placed his finger under her chin, tilting her head towards him.

"Don't look at me like that" Divya requested him with her eyes held close.

"You deserve better than me" Aviraj pulled her in his arms as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"You think I didn't explain that to myself" A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Am sorry. We shouldn't have forced you into this plan" Aviraj slow danced with her.

"I chose it myself. Its not your fault" She took a deep breathe and stood straight.

"Yet..." Aviraj said feeling guilty.

"Oye don't be so senti. Woh zindagi bhi kya jisme ek baar bhi dil na toota ho(What kind of life is it if you've not had your heart broken once?)" She said laughing.

"Whoever will get you will be lucky?" Aviraj said smiling seeing her laugh.

"Ofcourse he will be. Am just so perfect" She flipped her hair behind with attitude.

"Shakal dekhi hai mirror mein? Chamkadar jaisi toh shakal hai..am just so perfect(Have you seen your face in the mirror? Your face matches a bat's face)" Aviraj hit her head playfully. Both stood there silently looking at each other.

"Jaldi se ek zor ki hug dede so I get my closure (Hug me tightly)" She opened her arms for him. He didn't wait a second and hugged her tightly. Divya closed her eyes enjoying every second of being in his arms.

"2 more minutes" She said hugging him back, holding back her tears. Aviraj remained in position letting her give herself a chance to move on. She breathed in deeply and broke the hug. Without looking back she walked away from him. Aviraj didn't follow her knowing that she needed time to herself. He walked back to everyone smiling goofily.

"Weren't you getting too close to her?" Nidhi asked looking at the moon.

"So?" Aviraj played hard to get.

"Nothing" Nidhi flipped her hair and also walked away. Aviraj shook his head and looked at the others who were looking back at him teasingly.

"Where's Manav?" He asked trying to change the topic. They all shrugged their shoulders and teased him.

On the other hand, Divya stood in the balcony looking at the moon.

"Ek chota sa khwab tha jo pura na hua,

Woh Shaks mera ho ke bhi mera na hua,

Aaj bhi ye yaad karte hue rote hai,

Kyun kisi aur ka hua aur mera na hua" She recited the shayari she read on Instagram which had touched her heart.

"Zarooti nahi ke jeene ka koi sahara ho,

Zaroori nahi ki jiske hum ho woh bhi hamara ho,

Kuch kashtiya doob jaya karti hai,

Zaroori nahi ke har kashti ke naseeb mein kinara ho" She turned around scared at the sudden voice. Noticing it was Manav she calmed down and looked away from him. Manav walked towards her with his hands in the pockets of his pants. She kept her head hung low fearing he'll read beyond the mask of happiness she had worn.

"You here?" She asked in a hoarse voice.

"Atleast look at me when you are talking" Manav said as he walked and leaned onto the railing with his back on it as he looked at her.

"You are crying?" He asked her but didn't make an effort to console her.

"Nope, not at all" She turned her back at him and wiped away the moistness under her eyes and looked back at him.

"Its okay to break sometimes because if you won't break you won't heal" He said drinking a juice.

"Hey that's my juice" She looked at the juice glass and complained.

"Then take it" He forwarded the glass to her. She was going to take it from him but he kept moving it away from her, playing with her. He held the glass over his head. Divya pulled onto his sleeves on one side so he would bend but rather his tall height provided an additional benefit. Manav kept staring at her with a smile seeing her struggle to get her glass.

"Pyaar se maang(Ask nicely)" He said noticing that she wasn't going to win anytime soon.

"Pyaar se mange meri jhooti. Its my glass" She glared at him and focused on getting her glass. Manav couldn't resist his urge and pulled her close to him. Divya froze and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Who knew that your eyes would still act as a sword to the heart even with tears in them?" Manav pulled his hand down and placed the empty glass in her hands, leaving her from his grasp. Divya stared at him blankly.

"Ankhoon mein aansun ki lakir ban gayi,

Jaisi chahi thi waisi hi taqdeer ban gayi,

Humnein toh chalai thi ret par ungliyan,

Gaur se dekha toh aapki tasveer ban gayi" Saying that he left from the place giving her time to rationalize her thoughts.

On the other hand, Maitri was tired waiting for Aryaman to come. All his cousins and friends pushed Aryaman into the room and stood outside waiting for drama.

Maitri was sitting on Aryaman's bed like a new bride. Her face was covered with the long red veil. Aryaman entered the room to see a very sleepy Maitri trying not to fall asleep. He could hear his friends on the other side of the door. He slowly walked to her and lifted her veil. She yawned and looked at him apologetically.

"Don't worry, we won't do stuff today" He whispered in her ear, making her relax. She placed her head on his shoulder tiredly. They could still hear their friends cheering from outside.

"Let's go shut them" Maitri stood up excitedly wanting to pull their leg since they were disturbing the new couple who just wanted to sleep, like normal beings without doing anything.

They tiptoed towards the window and stood on both sides of it, noticing their friends are right there.

"You know how to fake moan? "Aryaman asked Maitri, making her eyes go wide with his straightforward words.

"What is fake moan Maan?" She asked glaring at him.

"Just answer my question baba" He whispered so their friends don't hear them. She nodded her head, unsurely. Aryaman pulled her away from the window and took her to the other corner of room.

"Haven't you masturbated ever?" He asked her teasingly. She turned a deep shade of red and averted her gaze from him.

"Maan" She called out his name incredulously. Aryaman pulled her extremely close to him and dug his face in the crook oh her neck. He placed a kiss there, causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin. She closed her eyes feeling the burst of emotions. Her hands fisted his collars.

"Maitri, will catch this later, first let's shoo away the bees please" He moved his face away from her.

"You better moan or else I'll have to do it practically on you so you moan" Maitri glared at him playfully and hit his shoulder.

"You go change; I'll manage" She pushed towards the washroom.

"No, let's do it together" Aryaman stood there with a puppy face. She pushed his face away from her smiling to herself.

"You are going or not?" She again tried pushing him but he didn't even move a little.

"Nope"

"Then let me change" She walked past him into the washroom, but he pulled her back.

"I want to watch you moan" he said pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"What do you mean?" She looked at him confused.

"Moan for me as you pleasure yourself thinking of me" He held her by her waist tightly.

"Shiii no, never, kabhi nai" She swatted his hands away.

"What do you mean never, Should I go down on you, Ranisa?" He pulled the strings of her lehenga open, letting it fall down. Maitri quickly hugged Aryaman in shyness. She had shorts worn underneath the lehenga.

"Should I Maitri?" He asked groping her ass tightly, making her knees go weak. He ran his fingers on her back and opened the strings of the blouse. Maitri immediately held him even tighter and hid herself in his neck.

"You said we won't do anything today" She reminded him in broken voice. Her body was bursting in pleasure making her unable to speak clearly.

"I didn't say we can't makeout" He kissed her head and pulled her away from him. She kept looking at the ground in shyness. Her red face displayed all her emotions.

"I'll go change, just ensure these perverts aren't out there, okay?" He tightened the strings of her blouse, making her sigh in relief.

"And, I want to masturbate with you, as soon as they are gone" Aryaman kissed her cheek and walked inside the washroom. Maitri quickly wore her lehenga again and covered herself with the veil. She walked to the window and hid herself, still hearing the friends cheering and teasing them.

"Let's get started" She motivated herself.

"Aaahhh...Maan" She made a strangled voice. The voices immediately shut down and there was silence.

"Harder... Aghhhh... Harder Maan" She said loudly. She giggled making the fake voices.

"Maaannn...." She fake moaned loudly such that the public was lost. She was proud of herself. She turned around to see that Aryaman had never gone inside the washroom and heard her fake moans. He caught her in his arms.

"Who taught you this?" He asked glaring at her.

"Who taught you these voices?" He asked pushing her onto the bed.

"Pornhub.com and a very sweet man named Mr. Aryaman Rishav Ranawat. Do you by any chance know him?" She pulled him on top of her by his collars.

"Aren't you tired?" He asked placing his hands on either side of her head.

"Who wants to spend their first night together by just sleeping like two good kids. I was always a naughty kid" She winked at him.

"You are in luck mi'lady I was the most notorious child of the class" Aryaman didn't wait a second and kissed her ferociously.

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