5 Heaven-made pair

The evening was filled with paper lanterns & fairy lights, accompanied by flowers. The Mittal Palace looked vibrant & lively against the backdrop of the night sky. Tonight was the reception in the honor of the newlyweds. People, famous & rich, from high walks of life, were invited. After all, the Mittal family welcomed their first daughter-in-law of the 5th generation.

Janhvi was sitting inside her bedroom after wearing the custom-made lehenga. She was busy arranging her bangles when Dhruv entered. He was also wearing a similar sherwani, custom-made. She smiled at him while he smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Then, he put both of his hands on her shoulders & leaned in to say, "You look beautiful."

"You too", Janhvi cannot help but smile.

"Let's go", Dhruv smiled back, "Dad called us downstairs." Janhvi nodded in response.

Within no time, they made their way downstairs. P.K. shot them loving gazes while he was talking to some guests who looked dignified. He opened his arms wide when they approached him. Dhruv & Janhvi exchanged glances before running into either arm. P.K. was grinning ear to ear. Looking at him, Janhvi just wanted to snort with ridicule, 'Let's see how long that smile stays on your face.'

The dignitary opposite them took a single glance at Janhvi & said, "Your daughter-in-law is rare, P.K. You must cherish her."

"Indeed, she is precious", P.K. nodded at her.

But, Janhvi wanted to rip off his sugary facade. Never mind, his happiness won't last long.

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The guests poured in. Everyone congratulated the newlyweds. One was their classmates, Rhea. She hugged Janhvi, "I told ya. You two are heaven-made pair."

Janhvi & Dhruv just smiled.

The evening passed by & the nautch girls began their dances. The Mittal family was standing in close proximity. Everyone was praising the dancers. They twirled around in their Rajasthani lehenga managed to attract attention. Of course, they were highly paid because of their professions. Moreover, it's the Mittal family they were talking about. The amount they would be paid here would be much more than they had imagined.

Very soon, it was time for the dignitaries to have the first round of dinner served by the new bride. Dignitaries like the Chief Minister, PWD minister, Railway minister & the other members of the Legislative Assembly were seen entering the grand dining hall. Janhvi, who was standing beside Dhruv, eyed them carefully. Dhruv carried a bowl full of rice while Janhvi had a spatula in her hand. They would serve the guests together as a ritual.

Soon, P.K. gestured them to start serving. Dhruv nodded & accompanied Janhvi inside the hall. But before that, she signaled something to someone which nobody noticed. She just as much wanted to snort seeing the content smile on P.K. Mittal's face. He was all smiles & no tears. Soon, she would turn into all tears & no smiles.

Soon enough, they started serving. Seeing his face at close proximity, Janhvi wanted to yell at him & beat him to death. He was the reason behind their miserable condition, she & her sister. Now, the first priority for her was Manvi to the knot with Kabir. Then only, she could cherish her plans to the fullest. She knew Kabir was madly in love with Manvi.

One after the other, she served all guests with her petite smile intact. The moment, she & Dhruv turned to exit the room, a large crash was heard, followed by people's ravenous screams & howling.