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The whole Mallik mansion was full of hulla gulla.
Kids were running here and there, playing having fun. Workers were working in
and out to decorate the mansion like a bride.
It was 1 week before Muskaan Mallik’s Wedding. The
Guptas had arrived a week early before any guests came; Malliks and Guptas were
very close family friends who have been friends since many generations. The
house was full of youngsters, Muskaan’s cousins, and the Gupta cousins,
including Riddhima and Anjali. They had known Muskaan since childhood however
they were never really that close since they only met a once or twice a year
during vacations. Whenever they met, the first few days would be awkward, then
after a few days they would mingle.
It had been three days since Anjali and Riddhima
along with their family, came to Delhi, from Mumbai, for Anjali’s wedding which
was in a week. And now, they were sitting with Muskaan talking about random
stuff. “So, How’s Mumbai girls?” Muskaan asked as they sat on her bed. Saloni,
Muskaan’s cousin also joined them. The younger Mallik and Gupta cousins were in
a separate room considering they were teenagers and these were now adults.
