After dropping imlie Aryan went to check on his offices before returning home.
He exhaustedly sits on the sofa removing his shoes when someone pulls his ears making him scream
He looks at his sister standing with hands on her hips angrily
"Aru tujhe pata h na kitni chinta ho jati h hume teri ! Do din se baat bhi nahi ki, delhi aake bhi seedha ghar nahi aaya. Apni PA ko bol diya hume batane !" She says pulling his ear harder
"Aree di sorry sorry!" Aryan screams then looks at his mother
"Maa di ko bolo na chode! Dard ho raha h!"
"Arpi chod de...thak ke aaya h.."
"Maa not fair! Aap hamesha iss UNB ki side lete ho....aap dekhna jab mera baby aayega na tab wo meri team me hoga" she says patting her stomach lightly. She was 4 months pregnant with a small baby bump
" hum usse bhi apni team me kar lenge jaise arvind ko kiya tha haina aru?!" Narmada says excitedly then halting at arvind's name
Both her kids had a painned expression. Her daughter lost her love while her son lost his best friend not more than three months ago
"Umm..wo...ye sab chodo! Itne din kyu laga diye tune? Arpita says changing the topic
"Apke bakwas idea ke chakkar me 4 gaon ghuma hu"
"Mila koi intern?" She asks
"Mili h ek...not sure...jungli si h..pagdandiya se h..abhi delhi laya usse, college admission ke chakkar me der ho gai isliye direct nahi aa paya.."
"Tch aru...thoda time de usse! Kya jungli bol raha h" his mother says
"Han par teri trip to kal khatam ho jati na...der kyu hui? Intern ke chakkar me?"
"Um..nah wo toofan me fas gaya tha ....raat ko nikal nahi paye..."
"Apri iska interrogation baad me kar lena, ja aru fresh ho ja aur kuch kha le" his mother says looking at him exhausted
Aryan nods picking his stuff walking to his room. Putting his dead phone on charging he goes to have a fresh shower then eats with his family finally coming to his room laying on the bed relaxing
His phone beeps
"@Imlie_from_pagdandiya requested to follow you"
Aryan looks at her newly made profile with no profile pic or bio
She was following a few pages , but had 0 followers
Hmmm she's moving on fast Aryan thinks impressed by her trying to adjust
He accepts her request and follows her back keep phone on the table closing his eyes
The flashes come to him, him and imlie together. He had slept so well that night. How was it even possible? He hadn't had more than 4 hours of sleep since 3 months, not even after eating sleeping pills
Damn his luck ! He just had to sleep when he wasn't supposed too !
He looks at his hand still a bit red as the sindoor left it's color
His thoughts go back to imlie again
Him filling her hairline
Putting nuptial chain around her neck as her tear rolled down on his hand
That tear felt like acid on his skin. He never wanted to see her cry
What's wrong with you Aryan! She isn't you wife. Why does it matter if she shreds one tear or cries a whole river !
Her mothers word come back to him again
His promise, to take care
Aryan restlessly picks his phone texting imlie on her number
A: all settled?
Few minutes later his phone rings . He picks it up
"Ye batao humka sabse pahle tum itne mehenge kapde kaahe laaye?!" Imlie yelled- whispered
No hi, no hello, straight to the point. She was learning aryan's ways fast
"One time investment tha wo...pure semester yehi kapde chala lena uske baad tumhari salary se tum dekh lena..."
"Hum dekh lee h! Par itne mehenge kaahe?! Ese hi local bazzar se laa dete!"
"Listen i am Aryan singh rathore...mai local cheeze nahi khareedta"
"Naahi !Tum na duffer singh rathore ho , yehi sab local bazzar me kam ka milta h, maal me aake sirf na tag ki keemar rah jati h kapde ki naahi !" Imlie argues
Aryan is shocked at her behavior. Usually girls loved expensive gifts, again she wasn't usual. She was jungli
"Tumhe pata kaise chala ye? Tags to nikalwa diye the maine.." aryan wonders
"Wo preeta h na...uu batai"
"Preeta mishra? Prateek Mishra ki beti wo?"
"Hum naahi jante konu prateek ko...par bol rahi thi wo ki tumke uske baba janat h" imlie tells him
"Mere baare me baat kar rahi thi tum usse?!' Aryan asks
"Naahi...hum chalu naahi kiye the...aur humne usko kuch bataya bi naahi h..." imlie clarifies
"Dekho...wo ladki thodi ajeeb si h-"
"Pahli baat tumne koi sahi baat ki h! Hara hara sa muh pe kuch laga ke baithi thi jab hum aaye the..,hum to itne jor se dar gaye the na !" Imlie says
"Listen. Usse bilkul shak nahi hona chahiye...stalker type ladki h wo..jealousy me kuch bhi kar sakti h...ek function me mili thi ese chipakti h.." aryan remebers her horrifying deeds
Imlie laughs loudly listening to the misery in aryan voice
"Tum chinta naahi karo! Gaon me bhi esi bohat ladkiyo ko seedha kiya h humne!"
"Par imlie ye tumhara gaon nahi h , delhi h samjhi"
"Han theek h abhi rakhat h hum! Bahar gai thi preeta apne dosto ke sath..aane wali hogi"
"Hmm..kal late mat hona first day h"
"Han han akadbagge, chinta naahi karo tum! Goodnight!" Imlie says cheerfully
"Good-
Before Aryan could finish she cut the call abruptly
Ajeeb ladki h ye...
Ajeeb se yaad aaya preeta..pure hostel me yehi mili isko
Preeta Mishra was daughter of one of his partner. She had always been obsessed with aryan. Whenever he used to meet Mr. prateek she would stare at him from afar.
Then after being introduced at a party she started to throw herself on him. Sticking to him possessively . Not letting him talk. That party had been the worst day of his life
Yes THE WORST. Even marrying imlie wasn't that bad than it was attending a 3 hour party with preeta
Imlie's sita maiyya please help her.
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Mere photo ko seene se yaar
Chipka le saiyyan Fevicol se
Haye main to kab se hun se ready taiyyar
Pataa le saiyyan miss call se, oh no!
(Preeta to aryan😂🤚🏻)
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