"It's Chitra and Koushik's wedding. Why the fuck we will star in that video?" Mahen was shouting at Rai who was completely unbothered and concentrated on her fruit salad.
"You are not the only one. Debdyut and Sanjana are participating as well," Chitra informed.
"Debdyut and Sanjana, when did that happen?" I asked breaking into the conversation and turning towards the two.
"See, there has been a lot of drama we just didn't want to add another one!" Sanjana sheepishly smiled.
"Forget that! This script is shit. I am not kissing her on camera!" Koushik screamed. I took the script from him and read the part she wrote for me and Mahen. My face turned red reading the scene. What was she thinking?
"Are you mad? I can't do this in front of my staff!" I was literally on fire.
Rai finished her fruit salad and stood up. "The cars will pick you up from your homes at six in the morning, so be ready." She walked out and left in her car while we kept staring with mouths open.
"Why did you agree to this?" Koushik was furious. He kept yelling at Chitra but somehow Chitra was very calm. She wasn't the PDA type then how did she agree with Rai? And most importantly, why did Rai come up with this crazy idea.
"She blackmailed," Chitra said.
"How?" I asked.
"She said she won't come for the wedding if we did not do this," Chitra informed. I gasped.
"Well, it's her way or no way," Sanjana shrugged.
"Did she ever visit a career councillor?" Mahen asked out of the blue.
"Mahen, what the fuck do you mean?" Koushik asked.
"She should have visited a career councillor then they would have suggested her to be a politician. That Mukherjee just knows which agenda to raise for getting the maximum votes!" He stomped his feet and left.
"I quit! I'll be ready in the morning," Debdyut sighed and he too left.
Half sleepy and yawning I stood at the front of my house with an overnight bag. I can't believe I was actually agreeing to this. Rai had suddenly gone crazy and those bunch of overexcited employees I have were add-ons.
A white car came to a halt and I recognized the person driving. He was Rai's family employee Gulshan. His hairs had turned white but he was the same lean and fit person we knew from our childhood. "Kaka, what happened? Why are you alone? Isn't Rai coming?"
"Good morning, beetiyaan. Rai didi is at Chitra madam's house. She asked me to pick you up and drop you at the venue. It's a long two hours journey. You can sleep at the back seat if you want," he kept speaking as he loaded my luggage in the car.
Strange, I thought Rai and Chitra were about to come in the same car. Anyways I was too sleepy to even analyze. I found a comfortable spot and dozed off.
My sleep broke as I felt a light brush on my face. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Mahen staring at me. "Get up! Otherwise, you might miss my planning of killing Rachayita Mukherjee."
I lifted my tired body and looked around. "This might be your fiftieth planning and yet no implications. And where the hell are we?" I asked as I spoted a resort. "By the way, when did you get in the car?" I didn't remember Gulshan kaka picking him up.
"When you were snoring!"
"I don't snore!" I yelled and pushed him out of the car. Getting down I pulled my bags out and saw Mahen looking at his phone screen. "Where are the others?"
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