They game they won

                                    

                                          

                                                ****Don't say I didn't warn todha mature hoga****
AS: humne kaha tha na apka vivah humse hoga 
HM rushes to him becoming a shield between them: Anu kya kar rahe hai app pagal hai kya lag jayegi unhe. Yeh kya pagalpan hai! 
AS pulling her to him holding her bare waist: inhone apko humse chine ki koshih ki hai kaise chore inhe  
HM: pagal hai kya app har jagha KS ke bhai hone ka saboot dena hai apko! Shanti se kuch nahi hota haina sida goli, bandook, laat aur mar hi atha hai app dono ko! Chodea isse! 
 
AV: Hassi dekh yaar isse! 
KS: hum ka kiye bahabi yeh hai aise bewakoof! Humare jaise nahi 
AS: agar inhone ya kisis aur ne humaere vivah mein apati dali toh hum usse bhi goli marenghe! 
CC: aree oh jijaji apke andar ka PJ ka atma ghus aya hai itne overacting kar rahe hai app! 
AV: bhai meine kuch kiya hi nahi yaar 
CC: apse kun baat kar raha hai hum apne asli wale jija ji yane ke AS se baat kar rahe hai  
E: kya!? 
AS: kya natak karna sirf app hi logo ko atha hai hume nahi 
Ma: tuje kaise pata 
AS: CC se ugalwaya humne 
HM glares at CC 
CC: humara transfer karne ka damki diya humne  
AS: Hume dhamkane ki koshih ki apke bhai ne 
CC: aree ladki ke bhai hai hak hai humra 
AS: baad mein dekte hai apko sale saab ab hume humara sehra dijea app aur Panditji mantra shuru kijea app 
Holding her hand taking their place infront of the fire  
HM: aram se kahi bhage nahi ja rahe hai hum 
AS: hume koi jokim lena hi nahi hai  
HM chuckles shaking her head adjusting his sehra for him: kuch nahi ho sakta apka 
AS pecked her palm as they both focused on the mantras the pandit recited and soon were declared husband and wife with AS filling her hairline and tying a mangalsutra around her neck. They both took blessings from their elders and hugged the youngsters.  
HM hugged AV: Thank you Amar 
AV hugs her back: pagal hai kya best friend hai tu meri itna toh kar sakta hu 
AS fake coughs making them break the hug: bakiyo se milleh priye 
HM: Harry se baat hui? 
AV: nahi re pata nahi kaha hai 
HM: try karta reh that woman aur mere thane ki SI aur unke bhai singlehandedly responsible hai mere safed bal ke 
AV laughs: chinta mat kar she will be ok 
HM nods as they moved forward meeting others and soon, she was sent off by her uncle with teary eyes and happy smiles. Ma welcomed them home which was now decorated to reflect a house with newlyweds. They did all the rituals and soon the couple was sent to their room which was also decorated like a new bride.  
HM nervously made her way in looking around his room which was simple and screamed bachelor. She smiled a little seeing the pile of files placed on the study table near the window. She really married a workaholic she thought even though she loves her job and work her files were not something you will find in her bedroom. Her bedroom was her private space where she could be herself and clearly listen to what her heart wants to say. She knew she will have a handful with the man she married and it's not like she complained about it she loves him just the way he is. Just when she was looking at the books he had on his shelves when she felt two hands wrap around her waist and a kiss on her crown.