As brother-in-law and sister-in-law, we had both always got on each other’s nerves, but it was all for fun. And in that moment, her supportive words were indeed of guidance.
“God bless you,” she murmured.
Aishwarya Bhabhi-sa nodded. Her eyes were misty.
“But that doesn’t mean I won’t spoil your children,” I added lightly.
She laughed, wiping a tear.
“God bless you, Devar-sa.”
I noticed my brothers watching us with mock envy.
“See that, Bhai-sa?” Ranvijay Bhai-sa whispered to Rudra Bhai-sa.“How effortlessly he talks to our wives.”
“Bhabhi-sa,” I said playfully,“someone here needs a forehead kiss. I can smell jealousy.” And they laughed.
“They don’t deserve it anymore,” Nandani Bhabhi-sa teased.
Rudra Bhaisa stared at her, and I could already sense trouble brewing.
“Open your eyes wide,” Aishwarya Bhabhi-sa said.
I widened them as she applied kohl, followed by Nandani Bhabhi-sa.
“Now we’re going to check on Suman,” she said.
Just hearing her name made my pulse quicken.
“Nervous?” Ranvijay Bhai-sa asked.
“Very,” I admitted.
He sat in front of me.
“Do you know how to make a marriage happy?”
I shook my head.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” he said seriously.
“What?” I asked.
“Guruji checked your charts. The timing of this marriage is very auspicious.”
“I know that,” I said, smiling.
“But,” Rudra Bhai-sa said, placing a hand on my shoulder,“there’s one problem.”
My heart raced at the word‘problem’.
“What?”
He cleared his throat and said,“Um… I don’t know how to tell you this.”
I looked at Ranvijay Bhai-sa, who wore a sombre expression, and nodded.
“But, Bhai-sa, for the stability of his married life, we’ll have to tell him,”
