All of us were sitting together at Terrance in a circle after the function got over- laughing and discussing, making fun and sometimes appreciating each other's performances when suddenly Warisha stood up screaming.

"EEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Everyone present there cover their ears.

"Kya Cheekh Rahi hai?"

"Why the hell you're shouting?!"

"Behra karna chahti hai humein?!" Were some of the expression given to her.

But none of it bothered her, she continued her celebration whose reason was unknown to us. She stood up from her place and started jumping in happiness between the circle chanting- "I'm going! I'm going! I'M GOING!"

All of us were looking at each other confusedly but Warisha's celebration had no end.

"He's coming, I'm going. He's coming, I'm going." She was doing her typical happy dance move with those weird hands and hip movement and a huge grin on her face.

"Kaun aaraha hai aur tum kaha jaa Rahi ho?" I asked the question that each of us had.

"Enrique!" Warisha squealed with a wide grin.

"Enrique?" All of us repeated while Venky said- "Iglesias?"

She nodded with the same grin and added, "Enrique is coming to India!!!! Eeeeeeeeee! For a tour!" She jumped, "and his first show is in MUMBAAIIIIIIII!!!"

"Okaayyyy..?" Sanam said.

"Aaaaaaaa!!! Kolkata is also in the list! Main waha bhi jaungi!" She squealed again. Well... She was squealing each and everything she said after seeing that news. Never seen her like this before.

Sanam leaned to me whispering, ''Pata mere concert news ke time aisa karti thi ya nahi." He rolled my eyes and then he said-

"Ek kaam karna, yeh jis bhi city mein jaa raha hai, tum bhi wahi chale jaana. Okay?" He smiled smiled... Maybe sarcastically.

But to my surprise, the sarcasm queen didn't get it and instead she smiled back... genuinely, "Yes! Idea to bohout acha hai, Sanam, but mere schedule ka Kya? Samar k Shaadi k liye waise hi two weeks k liye sab postponed hai."

"Toh ek kaam karte hai na.." Sanam smiled and turned to me, "Samar, tu apni Shaadi postpone karle. Yeh apna schedule wrap up karlegi... Enrique ke Saath tour karlegi and then hum Teri Shaadi ka dekhte hai, what say?"

I turned to look at Suman who left out a chuckle and quickly covered her mouth with her palm to stop herself from bursting out in fist of laughter. Even I had to rolled in my lips to do the same after hearing what my brother said. But Keshav and Disha were stopped by nothing and they started laughing like maniacs.

Warisha put on an angry pout, "tum itne sarcastic Kyu horahe ho?" She asked Sanam.

"I'm just being funny..." He stated that with sarcasm, "ab Tumhe woh sarcasm lag raha to isme meri kya galti?"

"Ugh... Nevermind!" She dismissed and then she asked excitedly, "to kaun-kaun aayega mere Saath to Enrique's concert?!"

"I'm in!" Venky was the first one to say as expected.

"Me too." Keshav partnered too.

Suman put her arms around my shoulder, "Concert k next morning honeymoon flight.. sounds good no?" She asked me cheekily.

I giggled pulling her close to me, "We are coming as well."

Every eyes were on Sanam now.

"Haa... Main bhi aaunga. I love music. Why would I miss a chance?" He said plainly.

Honestly, I was really enjoying seeing my brother like that. A little jealous. But why? I thought.

"Theek h phir... Aaj se one week baad we are going for Enrique's concert! Yippee!" She clapped.

"Bohout khush ho is concert k liye.... Enrique k liye." I said emphasizing the singer's name.

"Of course I am!" She exclaimed, "why wouldn't I?! He's my first singer crush after all."

"First singer crush?" I repeated while others gasped "Another?"

Warisha stood there shyly. "Uhm... Another." She scratched her head.

"Kitne crushes hai tumhare?" Sanam asked being cutely jealous, "Aaj to Bata hi do. Har doosre din naye crush hote hai tumhare."

Suman hid behind my back giggling softly and her giggles were making me smile. It was so melodic.

"Kaha kitne hai. Ek Armaan hi to hai." Warisha said innocently.

"Singer crush and about those actors?" He questioned.

"Tum Kyu itna sar rahe ho." She pouted.

"If Enrique was your first singer crush then main kaun that?"

"Second." Warisha said swiftly shrugging her shoulder.

"Second, okay." Sanam nodded.

"Samar.." Keshav wispered to me, "Don't mind but today Sanam is looking hotter than you."

"Haa..". I agreed, "Kuch zyada hi jal raha hai na?"

Both of us chuckled and shared a hidden HiFi.

"Tum na.... Crush hi banati raho." He said that like a child and just like them he stomped out from there with his cute jealousy anger.

"Array, Sanam, suno toh!" Warisha called out following him.

As soon as they left, all of us bursted out in loud laughter that we were controlling since the news came out.

"Oh my God! I can't even! What's their age?" Disha was in tears...of laughter.

"Dunno man, but I know that I don't want to miss it! I'm going behind them!" Keshav said following Sanam and Warisha. Disha also followed him, "Wait for me! Main bhi aayi!"

"Your brother is a jealous little kiddo, Samar." Suman laughed patting my back. I chuckled shaking my head, "He's my little brother forever, Sue..man"

"Uh..." Venky started, "Guess I'll take my leave as well."

Suman and I chuckled as Venky left.

"He did that for us?" She asked me.

"I guess he did." I smiled.

She quickly wrapped her arms around me, taking me in her warm embrace 'cause now it was only us. "I miss you yaar. Yeh Shaadi k chakkar mein Hume koi Milne hi nahi deta." She said resting her face against my chest.

I hugged her back, "I miss you, too. But Shaadi bhi to hamari hi hai na?" I asked with a soft chuckle.

She lifted her head slightly but was still in the hug. "Wahi to!! Shaadi bhi hamari hai aur Hume hi Milne nahi de rahe. Kya hai yeh?"

"Milne to de rahe hai." I protested.

"Milne to de rahe hai?" She pulled out from the hug and faced me squarely, "Ise tum milna kehte ho? We are always surrounded by dozens of people, Samar! Functions start hone k baad it's the first time we are alone!" She pointed out.

I smiled again at her because she was just so adorable complaining about our distance.

"At least we are allowed to meet each other warna kayi jagah to couples are not even allowed to see each other." I said in defense.

"Mujhe usse koi Matlab nahi!" She shook her heard furiously. And this girl was calling my brother kiddo. I let out a soft laugh.

"Kis baat pe tumhe itni hasi aarahi hai, main Jaan sakti hu?" She demanded....cutely.

I know I'm using this world a lot! But she was looking cute and beautiful. The golden glow that she was having after our haldi ceremony. The red stain of mehendi on her hands and last but not the least the happiness that was making her radiat! Even after all these bridal thing my innocent, childish and mischievous Suman was still there.

"Ji bilkul.." I said pulling her cheeks, "because you're so cute!"

She slapped my hands away, "CUTE?!! CUTE?!" She stood up irritated. "Dulhan ko usi k Shaadi mein kaun cute bolta hai?!" Even I stood up slowly after that and she continued, "And woh bhi uska khud ka hone Wala husband?! Kaun karta hai aisa?!!" She barked. "Oh wait... The great Samar Puri." She smiled at me sarcastically.

"Nahi... Samar Suman Singh." I gave my most sweet smile.

"Don't do that!" She warned but her lips had the smile that she was trying to hide.

"Do what?" I asked innocently.

"This!" She cried. "Being this cute! That I can't stay angry at you!"

Cute... I smirked mentally.

"Dulhe ko cute kaun bolta hai? Woh bhi uski khud ki hone wali wife? Kaun karta hai aisa?" I repeated her exact words but on my way.

The helpless face that she had again turned to angry, "Samar Puri! Stop using my words against me! And Rahi baat 'kaun karta aisa' ki to MAIN karti hu aisa!" She said taking her steps towards me, "aur pata hai Maine yeh kisse sikha?" She wiggled her eyebrows, "pata hai?"

I shook my head in a no very innocently even though I well knew who her teacher was.

"Tumse!" She kept her forefinger on my chest, "Tumse seekha hai Maine." And poked me twice with each words.

With a pleased and calm expression I replied, "Guess I'm a good teacher then."

I knew I was doing a very fine job of trouble my dear would be wife and her further action just confirmed it.

She brought her fisted hands on either side of her head and let out a muffled scream. "Aaagghhh!! How self obsessed a man can be?" She whisper yelled.

I folded my my arms across pretending to think, "lemme think.. on a scale of 1 to 100, the answer is.... Samar Puri!" I screamed near to her face.

"SAMARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!" She screamed and I knew it was my turn to run for my life.

I laughed aloud before running away from her and around the terrace. The Pajamas that I was wearing gave me advantage of jumping above the huddles while Suman had to struggle with her lehenga. Aww my poor baby.

"SUMANNNNNNN!!" I laughed running around with her chasing me.

"I swear, Samar! We are getting married tomorrow and this is how you are spending our last bachelor night?" She asked running behind.

"Yes, LOVEEEEEEEEEEE..." I answered. We were now running in a circle.

"Promise me we are gonna do this even after our marriage?"

I stopped running listening to this but she couldn't and that involuntarily resulted with her crashing on me.

"Owh..sorry.." she apologized thinking that she hurt me.

But I smiled seeing her close to me, "I promise." I wrapped my arm around her waist. "I promise that we'll still behave like this even after we get married or have children or grandchildren."

She looked down smiling shyly. The shy Suman which only comes out when she is with me.

"Promise me ko seal bhi Kiya jaata hai you know?"

"I know." I pulled her in my embrace and kissed the crown of her head.

"I love you, Samar Puri." She said softly, securing the hug.

"I love you, too, Suman Singh... Mrs. Samar Puri."

She giggled hiding her face in my embrace and we stayed like that for sometime.