The next few days passed in a similar manner.On Friday her parents had arranged a small luncheon for her close relatives, friends and neighbours.Myra dressed in a beautiful bottle green coloured salwar kameez wearing a sapphire necklace which Ritwik had gifted her on their honeymoon.
Most of her friends and cousins were happy for her except for Shikha who was always jealous of her. When Shikha saw her beautiful necklace she further burned with jealousy.
"Well, well who would have thought of Myra getting married? She was an ambitious girl, fully focussed on her career but then no one can blame you Myra, Ritwik is quite a catch. He is not only drop dead handsome but also easily among the richest men in India."
Before Myra could respond Ritwik entered carrying a huge bouquet of lilies ,"It is not only Myra but me also who has got such an intelligent and beautiful wife who makes heads turn at every place.Also a piece of information for you madam. I persuaded Myra to marry me to complete my life because I was mesmerised by her.So it is my luck to have gotten such a perfect wife"
Ritwik's entry could not have been more perfect. At this moment she was not worried what people would say. she simply ran topwards him and hugged him in front of everyone.