A car entered the premises of a traditional South Indian home.
Moloy and Mohini walked towards the door, and rang the bell.
"Nivu yaru?!"
"Ji, hum Kolkata se hai"
"Ohh, Kannada nahi?!,.. kis ko milna hai?"
"Kishori Murthy ji, unko milna hai"
"Acha, Amma ji ko, abhi bulata hu.... aap log betiye"
Then he went inside to call Amms. Moloy and Mohini sat on the sofa, all nervous.
"Namaste,.... aap log?!"
"Ji, main Moloy, aur yeh meri patni, Mohini.... hum Kolkata se aaye hai"
"Kolkata se?!"
"Ji... voh Anurag, jiske saath aapki pothi Prerna ki shaadi honewaali hai, Anurag ki parents hai, hum"
"Ohh... arrey betiye na aap log...{Amms called Ramu from inside} Ramuuu, chai le kar aa"
Then she also sits opposite them.
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"Agar aap log pehle bata diya hota toh, main kuch tayariya karke..."
"Arrey nahi nahi Maa ji.... voh... hum.... sirf shaadi ke baare mein baat karne nahi aaye hai.....{Amms looked at them in confusion} Actually, Anurag ke baare mein baat karne aaye hai"
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Anurag is standing near the large window in his cabin, and sipping his coffee. At that time, Prerna and Zubin come inside.
They both understood the situation inside Anurag's heart. They both looked at each other, and then Zubin eyed Prerna to go and console him.
Then, Zubin places the files on his table and went away giving them space.
Prerna slowly walked towards Anurag and then she stands beside him, looking through the window, just like him.
"Sab kuch theek hoga..... Naani tumhe zaroor maaf karegi"
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