Ahana's pov:
When i woke up i was in a different place. Oh my god someone kidnapped me😣.
But why they held me in a air conditioned room rather than a dark room like they show in movies.
My train of thoughts were disturbed by a knock on the door.
"Come in" i yelled from inside."Mam, lunch is ready" he told and left. Shit i forgot i am married and i am here with this jerk.
Oh my goddd i skipped my precious breakfast😢. I took my phone and saw the time. It was half past one.
If my ma is here, she will definetly give me a lecture for one hour for waking up late.
Shittt i even forget to call her after came here.
I will call her after feed my tummy. I took a bath and wore a simple kurti.
I applied eyeliner, lip gloss. I set my hair free. Once i feel satisfied with my looks i went down.
There are more than 20 peoples work for him in this house.
I went directly to my favourite place.
Yeah, you guys guessed it right. It's our one and only kitchen. My happiness went away once i saw the dishes. The same british recipes scrambled eggs, salads, juice.. Yuckkk
I can't live eating these foods.
How about i cook my favourite diskes😉
Good idea na.
"But idiot you don't know cooking" my brain mocked me.
Yeahh right. I should have listen to ma words. But how can i know i will marry this soon.
Today i am going to cook, that's final. "But how? " my brain again intrupted.
"How about using YouTube? " i asked my innerself.
"Nice idea" my brain for the first time in my 21 years of existence accepted my idea.
"Anna ma, can you please lend me a kitchen for an hour? " i asked anna ma.
"Ok, but if you want anything i can cook for you dear" she replied.
"No ma i can do it by myself" i politely refused her offer.
As soon as she walked out. I pulled out my phone and start searching what to cook.
I end up with my favourite paratha and chicken tikka masala.
I pulled out all the ingredients needed from the cabin, i wore an apron and took a selfie and posted on instagram with a tag line master chef. Ahana.
First let's cut vegetables needed for tikka masala. I started cutting while humming senorita.
Task 1 is done without cutting my fingers. Hurrayyyyy!!! you did it ahana. I patted my shoulders dramatically.
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