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โ—ฆโ€ขโ—โ—‰โœฟ If it's hard, It's life โœฟโ—‰โ—โ€ขโ—ฆ

๐—ฅ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ถ ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐˜ƒ

It's been a few weeks since the hot event that happened between me and my father. I got an earful from my mother and in the next three days, everyone forgot about it.

Today was hectic, I had to do some new Chorus for the Upcoming Dance performance of the Film Fare Event. Teaching a celebrity could be hard and if that person is none other than Karan Johar. It's a tragedy.

I don't understand why that guy doesn't stop at his Tea with Karan show. I mean, He is the worst Dancer if you ask me. Not because he dances worse; Cause he has so many excuses. Like seriously.

Change this, Change thatโ€”and his ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด . It looks like someone pooped on his face . How can a person manage to give such horrible expressions.

And on last Film Fare that guy said to Vicky Kaushal that he is not a good dancer. Not a Good Dancer!!!

That guy is killing his profession so far, So good.

I stopped in front of my house, I took a deep breathe and open the door. As soon I step in, There layed multiple shoes and scandals around Carpet.

I remove mine ever so slowly. If only I knew it before, I wouldn't have come back home. At least not any sooner

I try to sneek inside but stopped when I heard the voice. My back straightenedโ€” Slowly turning toward the guests. As soon I saw the guest, My jaw dropped. What. The. Fuck.

" Apurna Didi " I gape at her. She look at me and get up, Her steps were rushed and Hug was tight and cherish. I Hug her back.

[ Didi - Sister ]

" How are you doing Roohi? It's been Five months since you paid a visit to me. I think you have forgotten me" she glare at me but it Was nothing angry.

"No, I was stuck between Chorus and Contracts. How did you come at my home? You act so Pricey Huh! " She giggles smacking my arm.

" I am getting married. I came to invite you " She tug her hair back ever so shyly. My eyes widen in shock.

" WHAT? "

She roll her eyes dramatically. " You act like, It's not possible " I scoff while rubbing my arm where she have slapped.

" Of course......... Not " I giggle. She pinch me, locking her arm around my neck hanging on me. I groan while laugh at same time.

" So, Uncle. I want to take Roohi with me to ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ต. " She look at my papa with a dazzling smile.

My father forehead crease, He stopped smiling and look at her.

" No, It's too far " His tone was direct and Non-negotiable. I squeeze Apurna's shoulder lightly with a small smile. She raises her brow and looks at her mother.

Mitali Aunty gasp so ever loudly. " What is this, Yash Ji? You are saying as if we are strangers and will not take care of Roohi. She is like our child " I bite my lower lip in nervousness.

Jaidev Uncle also nod his head. " Yash ji, Don't worry. Apurna have no friends and social life and We all know, How hectic a wedding could be. She need a girl beside her and no one could be more better than Roohi herself "

My mother hummed and nod her head as if telling her answer in yes. While, My father stay silent as if thinking harder. His eyes dart toward faces one by one and stop on mine, But I look away.

I don't want him to even try to read what I want cause at the end...... I might become the villian. He clear his throat.

" But why so far? " His voice carries his doubts.

" Actually, Apurna soon to be husband family insists for the place. They have higher connections and those people live there. They want Royals to join so venue is there along with other functions " Jaidev Uncle spoke calmly explaining.

" Did I just hear Royals? " Chittra head pop out from her room. She came out like a rat from it's hole. She touch everyone's feet.

" Yes, Mehta Family have ties with Sighania Family. They want to involve them but...... Royals don't leave there territory for some wedding so they decide to do it there " Mitali Aunty roll her eyes dramatically.

" Besides that, Devgarh is beautiful and Everything is pre booked by Mehta Family only " Apurna smile softly.

" So, Yash ji. You are sending Roohi with us. Right! " Mitali Aunty raise her brow. My father smile awkwardly and slowly nod his head.

" Sure...... She can go with you " He mumble under his breathe. A shaky breathe which I held came out.

Apurna side hug me and elders talk continues and my heartbeat raised. Not in excitement but in fear.......... ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐—ถ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ?

To Be Continued

์ด ์ฑ…์„ ๊ณ„์† ๋ฌด๋ฃŒ๋กœ ์ฝ์–ด๋ณด์„ธ์š”.
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