บททั้งหมดของ Out of the Blue: บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

Tami's POV She asked me what I told my parents about Mihir not being in Delhi, I told her and she hugged me. " God bless you, my child. " She said kissing my foreheadAs we selected outfits and jewelry together, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for her unwavering support and love. Packing everything neatly, I returned home with a heart filled with warmth and anticipation for the days ahead********When I reached there, only mom was at home, she told me that dad and Siddh were coming for lunch and Gaurvi had gone shopping with Damini Aunty, with a naughty smile and when I asked her she told me that the whole incident happened. We both laughed at Dad's behavior. After about half an hour, Dad, and Siddh came back with Gaurvi who looked annoyed. Mom asked her what happened and she told her everything. Mom could just roll her eyes and shake her head looking at Dad." Gautam, what is wrong with you? " " Nothing, I am as perfect as I was ever. That's why you fell in love w

Tami's POV Mom replied on my behalf, " Shlok saved Gaurvi from a dangerous situation and they fell in love since they realized before the wedding that they had fallen in love with each other, we could separate them and when we talked to Shahs they suggested that we get our Tami married to Mihir. So that's how everything happened. For all three families, the happiness of our children mattered more than what would people say. " Damini Aunty and Megha's mom also said the same whoever asked them. Their next query was that where was my husband? Why didn't he attend the wedding of his best friend, his ex-fiancee? Was he still in love with her? Was it a marriage of convenience for Mihir and me? Megha Aunty replied to all such questions, saying, " Actually, there was an emergency in Surat that needed his presence there. Mehul was not supposed to take that much stress and Manik had to attend a meeting with our biggest and the most prestigious clients from overseas they requested Manik to m

Tami's POV " Mom, you should have called me. " " Leave it, just pack a bag for 2 days, we are going to Surat. " She said. " All of a sudden, Mom? " " Manik is going back to Surat, so I suggested that he take you there, but your dad said that it was so long since we went there, so let's just go. You will love the place. " Mom said and I did pack the bag and after about an hour we were flying to Surat. We reached there in about two hours and I was impressed to see the traditional haveli. It was huge and beautiful. An old man and a few other helpers were standing there in a neat line to greet us. Mom introduced me to the old man, he was Maharaj Ji, who was the main chef there, and others as well. Once I went in, I was impressed with the traditional setting of the haveli. " Mom, this is beautiful. " " It is and Megha did the interiors to make it even more beautiful. " " Mom, you are full of talents. " I said and she smiled. " Manik, call Mihir and tell him to come home, but don

Tami's POV With each passing day, the anticipation of pending results loomed overhead, a beacon of hope amidst the storm that raged within. I was alone at home and was getting bored so I went to her showroom, Mom and Mahi were excited to meet me. We had a good time together, it was evening and I told Mom that I should go home now, I would get the food ready by the time, they were back but Mom said that we would go out for dinner.In the tender embrace of familial warmth, I found solace, a fleeting moment of respite from the turbulent sea of uncertainty that threatened to consume me. And as Mom whisked me away for an evening of indulgence, her gentle encouragement reignited a sense of self-worth that had long lain dormant within me, reminding me that amidst the shadows, there still existed a flicker of light waiting to be embraced. A gentle reminder from Mom echoed in the depths of my soul, urging me to adorn myself in the armor of confidence, She called Dad and asked him to book

Mihir's POV " What the hell?? " The couch, which we had been sleeping on whenever we shared the room, was nowhere to be seen. I turned to Mom, perplexed, and asked, "Where's the couch?"Mom, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, gave me a flimsy excuse, " Oh, da, it was looking a bit out of place in your newly decorated room, was not going with the color scheme, so I thought of sending it away. As it is she needs more space so that she can design it accordingly. " " But Mom..." " I am planning to redecorate this room as per her taste and requirements as she will share it with you so she should like it as well. " " Mom, no, I like my room the way it is don't change it. " " It's her room as well, and you know how I love rearranging the decor, frequently."" But I... We need the couch. " I said. "Well, dear, you have to do without it, as it was blocking the flow of chi in the room. Feng shui, you know?" " She said with a naughty glint in her eyes. I raised an eyebrow, not fully c