In the kitchen of luxurious apartment in Sydney.A woman in her early twenties dropped a ceramic bowl causing it to shatter into piece.
The sound drew the attention of her friend who run in to see her friend on the floor picking up the broken pieces.
She rushed up to her and pulled her away from the broken bowl.
"Khushi are you mad...... You could have hurt yourself....... Leave it the cleaner will come and clean it up. " Her friend yelled at her in concern as she lead her out of the kitchen.
Khushi sat on the couch with her arms around her body and kept rocking back and forth in worry.
"Preeto...... Something is wrong...... Something wrong has happened...... I know for sure. " Khushi said and Preeto looked at her in shock and worry.
"Khushi maybe you are feeling home sick that all. " Preeto assured her but Khushi won't barge.
"No Preeto..... I feel it in my guts that something is wrong back home and my instincts is never wrong. " Khushi said almost on the verge of crying.
Preeto then looked at her in concern and took the telephone closer to the couch and handed it to Khushi who looked at her confused.
"Call Happyji just to be sure that the family is alright?" Preeto said and Khushi took the telephone and started dialing the number of Happy and placed it on loud speaker and after a few rings he picked up.
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