Randhir was feeling very weird. The bad thoughts and all were suffocating him.

Randhir- "Papa I will just be back."

Randhir said this and went near the door it started to drizzle. Small drops of water and the smell of mud calmed Randhir.

By that time Sanyukta had come down well dressed. She headed to the kitchen to make tea.

Sanyukta to herself :
Sanyukta-"What type of guy is this? He is not even aware that his soon-to-be wife walked behind him. Wait Sanyukta! What are you thinking? Soon to be wife? No no, I am not marrying this guy. Let me make tea first."

Sanyukta made tea and brought it to the glass table in front of the sofa. In a very mannered way she kept it there.

Kishor and harsh were drinking tea.

Kishor-"Sanyu, go call him here."

Sanyukta walked over to the guy and called out:
Sanyukta-"Excuse me…"

Randhir turned.
Sanyukta was shocked.
She couldn't think of anything she turned, Tears flowing from her eyes. She tried to run but Randhir held her wrist.
Tears were flowing from his eyes too.

Randhir- "Don't leave me please. Sanyukta I am sorry but please… I love you Sanyukta, I love you."
His voice was cracking he was crying.

Sanyukta was crying hard. She just stood there not looking at him.

Kishor and harsh were watching this They both got up and looked at each other.

Kishor went to Sanyukta. Randhir left her wrist.
Sanyukta hugged kishor.

Harsh offered Randhir a handkerchief.

After a while things cooled down.

All of them sat at the sofa.
Sanyukta didn't leave kishor she hugged him tight not looking anywhere else.

Kishor-"Sanyukta come on wipe your tears."

Randhir was very silent.

Harsh-"Sanyukta are you ok ?"

Sanyukta wiped her tears, moved away from kishor and in between her sobs said:

Sanyukta- " I am ready for the marriage. "
She left from there and ran straight to her room.

Randhir was extremely happy he couldn't control his feelings he ran out of the house he sat on the swing in the front yard.
He cried not because of pain but happiness.

Harsh and kishor laugh awkwardly.

Harsh-"kids now-a-days are very hard to understand. "

Kishor- "That's true I wonder how Sanyukta hid all this from me."

Harsh-"Now when both are ready when shall we proceed to the engagement and marriage? "

Kishor-"Soon, there are lots of preparations to be done."

Harsh-"Don't worry I will take care of all that. This will be the best wedding in the world!"

Kishor-"If you say it, then it will be."

Both laugh.

The Grand Wedding:

The engagement and wedding venues are the best in the city everyone is invited and everything goes very well.

Finally the naughty girl and the studious boy get married.

Arpita and Parth along with a small baby girl come to congratulate them.

Finally This story comes to a happy ending.

The destiny is in God's hands and the matches are made in heaven. Even if two souls are apart their destiny will surely bring them together.