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N E I L
I lazily slumped on my cubic's office chair massaging my forehead. My head pained as if a ton of weight was placed on it. An exhausted sigh left my lips when I saw the whole office empty beside a few staff members who were called for an important meeting. I was in the middle of my master's while working alongside Dad in his office as an employee, imagine the Chairman's only son working as a normal employee. And phew! The workload was hectic. Bacche ki Jaan lekar manege! [translation:Will be at peace at the cost of the child's life!]
I massage my temples when my phone pinged with an incoming message.
[Translation: Brother! We reached safe6, and our future sister-in-law is lost in your memories!]
A smile grazed my lips and without thinking twice I dialled Jia's number. She answered in the third ring and I could hear banter and laughter from the other side.
"Get a life!", it was meri jaan's irritated voice and no doubt Jay was teasing her. Because my tamatarwouldn't get mad at anyone without any specific reason.
"Like yours? Nah! I would rather pass", my clown of a brother Jay was always behind her pulling her leg. That joker needs to be taught some valuable lessons.
"Why do you always tease her, don't get on her bad side, you idiot. Teri hone wali bhabhi hai! Sambhal ke chote bhai!", I decided to jump in before the two would have each other's neck. The atmosphere suddenly turned silent with my voice and I couldn't hear anything except their breaths.
[Translation:Why do you always take care of him, don't get on her bad side, you idiot. She is your future sister-in-law! Be aware younger brother]
I could feel my tamatar's innocent eyes roaming everywhere in search of me. And fck, I desperately missed her a lot. Just a few hours more love and then we would be together.
"Tamatar", I spoke pulling my one leg on the other and leaning back on the chair in a comfortable position. I could hear her taking deep breaths and soon I would be the reason to make her breathless. I would make her breathless!
"You there?", I asked again confused because of her no response, was she this angry with me that she didn't even want to speak with me? No! You can't be this insensitive with me tamatar
"Huh?", My baby's confused voice reached my ears and I visibly released
"Maine pucha kya chahiye tumhe?" [Translation:I asked what do you want?]
