After six months:
Everyone was sitting together in the living room, chatting and laughing.
Sara looked up from her seat and asked, “Amma, when will aunty’s baby be born ? “
“In a few more days, sweetheart,” Sana replied gently.
Sara nodded with a small “Hmm, okay.”
Vikram turned to Rakshat with a teasing smile. “Hey Raksha, when should we fix your wedding date?”
Rakshat grinned. “You make the plan.”
Sana joined in with excitement. ” Bro has already said okay. So plan it quickly!”
Amudha, smiling warmly, said, “Wait, let me find a good date. Once I do, you can fix it.”
“Please do, Ma,” Pugazh encouraged.
Vikram chuckled. “Ma, once his wedding is done, we can have Pranitha’s baby shower next.”
“Alright,” Amudha agreed instantly.
After a moment of thought, she said, “Next month on the 15th looks good. Let’s do it then.”
Rakshat looked surprised. “Amma, that’s only 25 days away. How will we manage everything by then?”
Vikram waved off his concern with a confident grin. “We can get everything ready beautifully before then.” He turned to Kayal. “What do you say, Kayal? Are you okay with it?”
“Yes, Anna. I’m okay,” she said softly.
Pranitha asked, “So… will the wedding be at our house?”
Sana clapped her hands playfully. “Heeey… that’s going to be so much fun!”
“Alright,” Vikram said with determination. “This week, finish scheduling all office work. After that, it’s only wedding work—nothing else.”
“Alright, brother-in-law,” Pugazh said, smiling.
“Okay, okay,” Sana laughed.
The following week, they began preparing for the wedding with full energy and excitement.
Pranitha and Sana were busy overseeing the costume selections and wedding hall decorations, making sure everything looked perfect for the big day. Sharath took charge of catering arrangements and other necessities for the wedding hall, while Rakshat handled inviting all the guests.
A week before the wedding, Sana’s father finally returned from his trip.
Sana smiled warmly at him. “Appa, you finally came?”
Her father chuckled. “Do you think I would miss Rakshat’s wedding? He’s like my own son, Sana”
Rakshat grinned. “Thank you, Pa.”
Her father playfully scolded, “Hey, why are you saying thank you to me?”
Rakshat laughed. “Okay, fine, I won’t say it. How was your vacation? Looked like you had a great time.”
Her father smiled mischievously. “Now you call me your father, so talk to me like that too.”
“Alright, alright,” Rakshat laughed again. “I’ll let you be now.”
The costume designer arrived at the mansion, and everyone gathered to choose the outfits and fabrics.
Sara piped up happily, “Appa, I want pink color!”
Vikram looked at her fondly. “My Princess wants pink color? Then I’ll tell them to design it in pink just for you. Okay?”
“Yes!” Sara said, nodding quickly.
“Yessss,” Vikram imitated her playfully, making everyone laugh.
Pugazh spoke next. “For the muhurtham, we’ll wear veshti and shirt. For the reception, we’ll go with suits.”
“Yes, yes,” Vikram agreed, then turned to Sana. “Sana, what color have you chosen?”
Sana gave a mischievous smile. “It’s a surprise. I’m not telling.”
“Pranitha, what about you?” Pugazh asked.
“Also a surprise,” Pranitha replied with a grin.
“Alright, fine,” Pugazh said, shaking his head.
Three days before the wedding, they planned to have a haldi ceremony. The wedding hall’s backyard lawn was beautifully decorated with a bright yellow theme for the morning haldi, while the evening was reserved for the mehendi function.
The girls were dressed in bright yellow lehengas for the haldi ceremony. Kavya stood out, looking radiant with her floral accessories, her beauty drawing admiring glances.
Rakshat couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Sana noticed and whispered teasingly, ” Bro, can you at least close your mouth for a moment?”
Rakshat immediately felt shy and turned his face away.
Amudha looked around. “Where’s the haldi bowl?”
“It’s in the room, Amma. I’ll go get it,” Sana replied, quickly heading towards her room.
“Okay, come fast,” Amudha said.
Sana fetched the bowl from the room and was returning when she saw Vikram leaning casually against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest.
“Vikky what are you doing here? Come, let’s go, it’s time,” she said.
“Wait,” Vikram said coolly. “We’ll go.”
“Hello? It’s getting late,” Sana reminded him.
” Wait my love… let me admire my wife’s beauty for a moment,” he said with a soft smile.
“Is this the time to admire?” she asked, raising her brows.
“There’s no such thing as the wrong time for that,” he smirked. “And if you wear a dress that shows your waist like this, what do you expect me to do? A little something… light… wouldn’t hurt, right?”
“Do you want a slap? Now open the door,” she warned.
“Not possible,” he replied casually.
Vikram took the bowl from her hands, placed it on the table, and in one swift motion pulled her close.
“Vikky everyone’s here… not now,” she whispered, glancing nervously towards the hall.
“Not possible,” he repeated firmly.
“If you start this now, then I’ll wear a turtle neck T-shirt whenever we go out,” she warned.
“Alright, I won’t do anything… just give me one kiss and go,” he bargained.
Sana quickly pecked his cheek. “Now let me go.”
“Am I Sara? no way ,” he teased. “This won’t do for me.”
Before she could respond, he pulled her closer and crashed his lips against hers. His hands gripped her bare waist tightly as the kiss deepened. They only parted when they were both panting for breath.
Sana gave his chest a small shove. ” Get lost… my lipstick is gone now.”
She quickly reapplied her lipstick, shooting him a glare. “Open the door.”
Vikram quietly opened the door. Sana moved past him but suddenly stopped, turned back, and pecked his lips before running away with the bowl in her hand.
Vikram followed her with a wide grin.
” Why did you take so long ?” Pranitha asked suspiciously.
” sister in law, I was looking for it,” Sana replied innocently.
“Doesn’t sound convincing,” Pranitha teased.
“It’s true,sis,” Sana insisted, stealing a glance at Vikram. He winked at her, making her blush.
Soon the haldi function began, and everyone happily applied haldi to Kayal and Rakshat.
“Okay, everyone, take some rest now,” Amudha said. “We have mehendi in the evening.”
Everyone headed back to their rooms.
Vikram looked at Sana. “Sana, looks like Princess is sleepy.”
“Alright, I’ll take care,” Sana said with a smile.
She put Sara to sleep and, feeling tired herself, lay down beside her. Vikram lay next to her, wrapping her securely in his arms.
By afternoon, all the girls gathered in a room to get ready for the mehendi, while the boys stayed together in another room.
Three hours later, the boys were ready before the girls.
“In just five minutes, we’re ready, but the girls… three hours and still not done,” Pugazh complained.
“They’ll be smearing layers of makeup,” Rakshat chuckled.
“Sana doesn’t put on makeup,” Vikram remarked proudly.
“Thangam is always naturally beautiful,” Rakshat agreed. “But Pranitha and Kayal will be caked in powder.”
“Exactly!” Pugazh laughed.
The boys reached the lawn first. Amudha arrived.
“Amma, where are they?” Vikram asked impatiently.
“They’re coming,” she said.
The boys grew eager to see their ladies. Pranitha appeared first, wearing a maxi gown with her hair curled. Kayal followed in a lehenga with her hair styled in a bun.
Vikram muttered under his breath, “Where is my wife?”
Finally, Sana walked in, wearing a full skirt with a sleeveless top, her hair braided to the side. Sara held her hand, dressed in a matching frock.
Vikram walked up to her and winked. “Madam, your beauty seems to be increasing every single day.”
“Enough, stop it,” Sana said, rolling her eyes.
Without warning, Vikram kissed her cheek.
“Appa, kiss for me too,” Sara demanded.
“My princess always gets plenty of kisses,” Vikram said warmly. He lifted her and planted kisses on both her cheeks.
“Alright, take care of Sara. We’re going to apply mehendi,” Sana said.
“Sana, I want to ask you something,” Vikram said suddenly.
“Tell me, Vikky,” she replied.
“Do you feel like something is missing for us? That we never had all these formalities?”
“No,” she said without hesitation.
“Really?”
“For me, being with you is enough. These formalities don’t matter.”
“Then should we get married again?” he teased.
“No. Do you really need all this to feel like my husband? You are already my husband in my heart even before you tied the nuptial chain. So, we don’t need this. I’m happy with what we have,” she said with a soft smile.
“I love you, baby.”
“Love you too. Now, please take care of our daughter.”
“Hmm, okay,” he said.
The mehendi artist began applying designs to the girls’ hands. Sara played nearby with Vikram, giggling.
When the mehendi was done, the girls called the boys to show their designs.
“Raksha, find your name in this,” Kayal challenged.
Rakshat searched for a moment before finding it. “Got it.”
“I’m hungry,” Sana said.
“Hey boys, go get them food,” Amudha instructed.
After eating, they returned to their rooms.
“Vikrameyy, how’s my design?” Sana asked, showing her hands.
“It’s beautiful, ma,” he said sincerely.
“Appa, what about mine?” Sara asked eagerly.
“Princess, your design is the most beautiful,” he said.
“See, Amma, Appa said mine is beautiful,” Sara said proudly.
“Yes, baby, yours is beautiful,” Sana smiled. “Now shall we sleep?”
“Hmm, okay,” Sara agreed.
The next day, they all prepared for the reception. Vikram, dressed in a sharp purple suit, was already in the hall greeting guests. Rakshat looked dashing in a black suit, but Vikram’s eyes were searching for only one person—his Sana.
Pranitha arrived first, dressed perfectly to match Pugazh’s costume. Kayal followed, adorned in a grand lehenga with intricate jewelry. Then came Sana, walking beside Kayal. She wore a rich purple ethnic gown paired with a delicate diamond necklace and matching studs. She looked absolutely breathtaking. Catching Vikram’s eyes, Sana winked playfully, making him blush.
That evening, Kayal and Rakshat stole the show with their chemistry and charm.
The next day, the wedding preparations were in full swing. As planned, the boys dressed in traditional dhothi and crisp shirts. Pranitha looked radiant in a green silk saree with traditional gold jewelry, while Kayal was resplendent in a maroon silk saree paired with an elaborate jewel set. Sana wore a soft pink silk saree, her hair neatly tied into a bun and adorned with strands of fresh jasmine flowers.
Vikram’s eyes softened as he looked at her. “You look like a goddess,” he said in awe.
“You always say that,” Sana replied with a shy smile.
“I can only describe you the way you appear to my eyes,” he said warmly.
“Go away, Vikrameyyy… you’re making me blush,” she murmured.
“Don’t blush too much,” he teased with a smirk. “At least wait until the wedding’s over… then I’ll carry you away.”
” get lost pervert ” she said, swatting his arm.
The priest called for the parents of the bride and groom. Both Rakshat and Kayal’s expressions fell for a moment, but Sana’s father and Amudha stepped forward.
“I’m Rakshat’s father,” Sana’s father introduced himself to the priest.
“And I’m Kayal’s mother,” Amudha added.
The rituals began, each step performed with care. Tears welled up in both Rakshat and Kayal’s eyes as the ceremony continued. Finally, Rakshat tied the nupatial chain around Kayal’s neck. The hall erupted in applause.
The marriage was complete. Everyone came forward to bless the couple with heartfelt wishes for their future.
One week later, Pranitha’s baby shower was celebrated with joy. Her due date was just a month away. Soon after, Rakshat and Kayal left for their honeymoon.
Exactly a month later, Pranitha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. They named her Purvi.
Life moved forward with happiness and stability. Vikram and Sana continued to lead their business empire, expanding their reach not just across the country but all over the world. Despite their demanding schedules, Vikram never once failed to give his time to Sana and Sara.
And when the moment was right, the family set off together on a world tour — a long-awaited vacation filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable memories.
After 3 years:
Pranitha was feeding little Purvi while Kayal and Rakshat arrived with their one-year-old son, Advik. The whole family was gathered in the living room, but all eyes were on Vikram and Sana. Sara was giggling, watching her father’s antics.
“Maa, look… look…” Vikram kept calling out, walking right behind Sana wherever she went.
“Why are you sticking to her like glue?” Pugazh teased. “Walk properly now.”
” shut up. Why are you talking like an elder brother?” Vikram shot back.
“Looks like now you’ve finally started seeing me as your elder brother,” Pugazh smirked.
“Baby, tell me what you want. I’ll get it for you,” Vikram offered quickly.
“Nothing. I’m just walking around,” Sana replied.
“Then shall I just carry you?”
“Hey” Rakshat chuckled, “you’ve already been carrying her everywhere. Now you’re walking behind her like a shadow.”
” Arghhhh … why is everyone picking on me today?” Vikram sighed dramatically.
“Appa, Amma is relaxed. Why are you worrying so much?” Sara asked innocently.
“Princess, aren’t you scared?”
“No, Dad,” she smiled.
“Vikky… let me sit for a while,” Sana said softly.
“Careful, baby… careful. Slowly,” Vikram said, holding her hand and guiding her to the couch. He sat next to her after trailing behind her all morning.
“wifey, don’t get up for a while… I’m tired,” he admitted.
“When did I tell you to walk behind me?” Sana teased.
“Sana, you’ve been sitting here for so long. Go and take a nap,” Amudha advised.
“Okay, ma,” Sana said, trying to stand up.
But Vikram swooped in, lifting her in bridal style. “Why are you so scared, Vikky?” she laughed.
” do you know how big your belly is now? Every time you walk, my heart starts racing. Please, just don’t walk. Wherever you need to go, I’ll carry you.”
“Don’t exaggerate, sir. At most, there might be triplets,” she teased again.
“What? As if I’m the only one responsible for this? What about Madam’s contribution?” he shot back playfully.
“Alright, alright… now shut your mouth,” she laughed.
“Yes, exactly… when I’m speaking the truth, you tell me to shut my mouth,” he grinned.
“Vikky… now we are five members. Isn’t that amazing?”
“Hmm… yes. But until the babies are born, I’m still nervous.”
“One week left for the due date… then what?”
He kissed her forehead. “Hmm… then I’ll breathe easy. Now sleep.”
She dozed off with Vikram sitting beside her, gently patting her.
That night, Sana began feeling very uneasy in her sleep, waking frequently with the urge to use the washroom.
“What happened ? You’ve been going to the bathroom so often,” Vikram asked.
“I don’t know… just feeling uneasy,” she admitted.
“Wait, I’ll call Amma.”
“It could be the water breaking,” Amudha said with concern. “Let’s go to the hospital.”
“Okay, ma,” Vikram agreed immediately.
“I’ll get the car,” Pugazh said, hurrying out. “You carry her down.”
“Okay,” Vikram replied.
“Appa, shall I come with you?” Sara asked.
“No, Stay with aunty,” Vikram said firmly. “Pranitha, take care. If needed, ask Kayal to come here.”
“Okay,” Pranitha nodded.
Vikram quickly helped Sana change into comfortable clothes before lifting her once again in bridal style. As they reached downstairs, Sana suddenly screamed in pain. Her water had broken. She began crying from the contractions.
“Pugazh! Open the door quickly!” Vikram shouted.
Pugazh flung the door open, and Vikram rushed to the car, still holding Sana. On the way, he called the hospital, asking them to prepare for immediate delivery.
“Drive faster!” he urged.
“Just a little longer, we’ll be there,” Pugazh reassured.
The moment they reached, hospital staff were ready with a stretcher. Vikram carefully placed Sana on it.
“Doctor, please take care of her quickly,” he said anxiously.
“Sir, as we mentioned before, she’s weak, and with triplets, a normal delivery is risky. We’ll have to operate,” the doctor explained.
“She’ll be fine, right?” Vikram’s voice trembled.
“Absolutely, sir. Cesarean is common these days. Please wait — we’ll start immediately.”
“Okay…”
Vikram stood outside the operation theatre, restless. Tears slipped down his face as he prayed silently for Sana and their babies.
Pugazh and Amudha were sitting on the couch outside the operation theatre. Pugazh noticed Vikram quietly wiping his tears and immediately went to him.
“Dude, why are you crying like this?” Pugazh asked softly. “Nothing will happen to the babies. she is going to give birth to three children… why are you so worried?”
“I… I can’t bear to hear her crying in pain ” Vikram replied, his voice breaking.
Pugazh hugged him tightly. “Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”
Soon, Rakshat also reached the hospital. They all waited anxiously until, after thirty minutes, a nurse came out.
“Nurse, how is Sana?” Vikram asked immediately.
“She’s fine, sir. The babies are born — two boys and one girl. We’ll clean them and bring them out in a moment,” the nurse smiled.
“Vikky congrats man ” Pugazh grinned.
“congratulations dude” Rakshat added warmly.
“Hmmm,” Vikram nodded, still overwhelmed.
“Sana is fine, da. Smile at least a little,” Amudha coaxed.
“Alright, ma,” Vikram said, managing a faint smile.
Soon, the nurses came out carrying the babies wrapped in soft towels. Vikram, Amudha, and Pugazh each took a bundle in their arms.
Vikram kissed each baby gently, tears spilling from his eyes.
” look at your babies… see how beautiful they are,” Pugazh said softly.
After Sana was shifted from the OT to the ward, they all went inside. Vikram handed one of the babies to Rakshat and immediately sat near Sana, kissing her forehead and eyes.
Sana slowly opened her eyes, looking around before asking in a faint voice, “Where are the babies?”
“Two boys and one girl,” Vikram said with a small smile.
Sana chuckled weakly, joy lighting her tired face. Vikram brought the babies to her and she gazed at them, overwhelmed to see their love now in human form.
After some time, Pugazh and Rakshat left for home. Amudha and Vikram stayed with Sana. The nurses also helped, guiding her as she began feeding the three babies in turns.
The Next Morning, Everyone came to the hospital to see Sana and the babies.
“Appa, I’m so happy,” Sara said excitedly. “The babies are so cute, pa!”
“Just like my princess,” Vikram smiled.
A week later, Sana was discharged. At home, she often got tired from feeding three babies day and night.
“Sana ma, eat plenty of healthy food,” Amudha reminded her. “Only then you’ll have the strength to feed them properly.”
Vikram helped constantly — changing diapers, making the babies sleep, and soothing them when they cried. Both of them had sleepless days and nights, but they cherished every moment of this new chapter in their lives. Sara, too, was a great support, staying mostly with Pranitha so that Sana could rest.
Two Months Later — Naming Ceremony
The mansion was beautifully decorated. In the center of the hall, three ornate cradles were placed for the ceremony.
They named the boys Vihan and Kiran, and their baby girl Navi.
Sara adored her little brothers and sister deeply, always wanting to hold or play with them. Vikram and Sana’s hearts melted every time they saw Sara’s protective, loving nature towards the babies.
Vikram looked at Sana, his eyes filled with gratitude. He leaned forward and pecked her lips softly.
“Thank you, wifey. You’ve made my life so beautiful… even more than I ever imagined in my dreams.”
“Mr. hubby,” Sana said with a tender smile, “we are one soul. You know we can’t live without each other, right?”
“True,” Vikram whispered. “I love you, baby “
“I love you too, darling.”
From across the room, Sara giggled. “We love you, Amma… Appa.”
They all laughed, wrapping each other in a warm family embrace. And so, they lived a happy life, their unconditional love weaving magic into every moment of their journey together.
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A/N:
Thats the end of Vikram and Sana’s love story.
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