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The next day, Abhi came to the office as usual and say Purab in his desk.
Abhi: Good Morning, Puru.
Purab: Good morning, Abhi. Why you didn't come yesterday?
Abhi: Han... Secrete.
Purab: Seriously.
Abhi chuckled seeing Purab.
Abhi: You know na Preethi is going to get married.
Purab: Han, recently only she said about it, and she said that she will not come to the office till she gets married.
Abhi: Do you know to whom she is going to marry?
Purab: No.
Abhi: It's none other than the great Abhishek Prem Mehra.
Purab: Really!
Purab asked with a shocking expression, whereas Abhi happily nodded head as yes.
Purab: That's why you always used to follow her like a lovesick puppy, ya. I thought that you are trying to impress her, but I didn't expect that would have already done it.
Abhi blushed hearing him, whereas Purab gave a teasing smile.
Purab: Ahaa blushy boy.
Abhi: Stop it, Puru, I'm going.
Abhi said and went from there due to embarrassment, whereas Purab bursts into a laugh.
Pragya entered into the office and saw Bulbul standing. She entered her cabin, saying Bulbul to follow her.
Pragya: Bulbul, say him to come to my cabin.
Bulbul: Whom ma'am?
Pragya: Han, that monkey only.
Bulbul: Monkey?
Bulbul asked, controlling her laugh, whereas Pragya mentally scolded herself for behaving like this. Clearing the throat, Pragya starts
Pragya sternly: Call Mr. Mehra.
Bulbul: Ok ma'am.
Bulbul came out with a bright smile. While she was walking...
Bulbul: I'm damn sure, Pragya has fallen for him. My god, she is in love. I would be happy if they become a couple. They would be so cute when they are together. Oh my god, now itself I have started to dream about their life. Bulbul control yourself.
Thinking all this, Bulbul went to Abhi's desk and saw him working.
Bulbul: Hi Abhi
Abhi: Hi Bulbul, WhatsApp you are here?
Bulbul: That is your Lady Hitler is calling you.
Abhi: What?
Abhi asked with confusion, whereas Bulbul mentally slapped herself for splitting the word.
Bulbul: I mean, Lady Hitler Pragya ma'am is calling you.
Abhi signs and gets up.
Abhi: But why?
