Yearning For A Drop Of Your Rain..

While ladies were busy with their chatter here Shyam received a quiet difficult from his wifey whom he can't refuse..

But from this marriage not only this family is going receive two daughter in law instantly but he also going have two sisters.

As a husband and a brother, this task has to be done.

He got a henna cone from HP and start to Arnav around to have him write Khushi's name on his palm, which Arnav clearly don't agree with.

"Saale Sahab, please let me.. I will write it down so faintly that no one will ever notice it." He shout chasing after Arnav.

Arnav's breathing rate turn abnormal as they both stopped catching breath.. "I know that crazy girl is up to no good.. Jeejaji I still can't believe you betray me.." Arnav said in disappointment.

Shyam laughed, "This will be fun! Listen Saale Sahab, here my advise of the day for you.. Happy wife means happy life.. You must do everything that makes your wife happy."

Arnav rolled his eyes, "Then people will label me as crazy, she is doing this intentionally to ruin my image."

Shyam expression changed suddenly and shouted, "Bade Saale Sahab! Hold him tight!"

Arnav who let his guard down was caught by his brother Raghu from behind, "Raghu?! You also?!" Why this house full of crazy people?

Shyam snickered, "I had my source to get you.. Hehe... Now let's write my sister's name.."

"No!" Arnav struggle as Raghu hold him tight..

Two minutes later...

Arnav fumed look at Khushi's name written on his hand... He glared at Raghu..

Raghu had an ambiguous smile, "Jeejaji, give me that."

Shyam raised his eyebrow in confusion, "This?" He handed him the henna cone.

Raghu swiftly wrote 'Aradhya' on his palm, making both Shyam and Arnav look at him in awe, "They both writing our names on their hand... So why do we have to feel shame of it.. If this kind of gesture can make them happy, I don't see any wrong in it."

Arnav looked at her name on his palm again, although this is kind of annoying and childish.. When he imagine Khushi's beautiful smile.. It does worth it..

Shyam clear his throat," And then.. I will let you both know, ladies believes that, how dark is one's hand, means how deep their significant other's love is."

Arnav and Raghu looked at each other cluelessly...

Shyam smirked, "If their expectations fails.. So do you, remember happy wife, happy life.. So pray for the best." He winked and left before they both can bash him.

"JEEJAJI!" Raghu and Arnav call him..

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Hours later..

Both Aradhya and Khushi were nervous to wash their mehendi... What if their mehendi isn't dark as they expect?

Aradhya who is hiding a dark secret looked at her mehendi like her life depends on it.. This will indicate her marriage life with him..

She hopes for a happy marriage, smooth and peaceful life with her beloved Raghu..

They both said some encouraging words to each other and wash off their mehendi...

Aradhya's mehendi were dark marron color, her eyes lit up in joy immediately seeing her hands... "Khushi..." She called her sister name to share her joy with her.. Then noticed Khushi's face..