Rahul, ever eager to seize the moment, leaned forward with a playful gleam in his eyes and a mischievous grin tugging at his lips. "Bhabhi," he said, his voice laced with a mixture of admiration and curiosity, "please remove your veil so we can finally see your beauty."

Aman, not one to be left behind, nodded enthusiastically, his gaze fixed on me with an eager sparkle. "Yes, Bhabhi, please! Show us your face," he urged, his tone lighthearted, yet somehow earnest, as if his words held a silent plea.