Petrichor to his Heart

2.1

The samples were ready for dispatch and her family has already gone through every box of sarees. Once they have gone through one hell of experience when sarees were misplaced in the boxes designated to them. it didn't cost them big but as an authentic saree manufacturer, they needed to be consistent and precise to everything. And that was the reason she was here from the morning to get everything done accordingly.

The business had boomed in the last couple of months and she had the opportunity to just take the important decisions but she loved the whole experience of designing, selecting the colours and materials and that was the reason she never paid heed to her baba's words.

In her words, she was Pallavi first and Pallavi Raghav Rao second... her existence was because of Deshmukh sarees and she could not disown it rather take it to more heights.

And in her heart, she knew if it was not because of Deshmukh sarees she was never going to become Pallavi Raghav Rao.

The thought earned her a smile and a tinge to her cheeks which she hid quickly, she didn't want to give Manasi another reason to tease her about her already glowing face.

Raghav was out of the city for a few days for some off-sea deal and today he was about to land in the city so she had to complete the work the soonest and get home.

The customised ringtone told her about his call before Nikhil handed her the phone and she flipped the cover to his smiling face on the screen and excused herself.

"hello..." the voice came as she swiped the screen.

"Hi... when are you reaching home?" she asked him before he asks her anything.

"We are still stuck due to the weather here, tum apna batao, kaam khatam hua?" he asked.

She was that habitual of a rude and mocking Raghav Rao that sometimes this sweet and caring Raghav puzzled her and she smiled which reached him.

"Nahi... she stopped her laugh. "abhi time lagega."

"kya hua..." he asked her.

"There are a lot of packets and the heavy rain last night ..ufff, I was afraid last night," she recalled how the crackling and thundering of clouds kept her awake most of the night.

"you should have called someone na... that's why I told you to call someone to stay with you... keerti could have come, arey... chipkoo ladki could have come" he sounded concerned.

"No , no ... it is just I was not able to sleep and the heavy thundering supplemented. And by the way, you still call her that... her name is Amrutha." her voice turned stern.

"achha baba, so did you call someone from house help, they could have stayed with you rather in their quarters?" he changed the topic before they headed to a new argument.

"No, why trouble anyone, everyone might have been sleeping and I walked to the hall and completed a few designs," she replied in a small voice fully knowing he would burst on house help in a few minutes.

"and please, it was my fault I didn't call anyone...you are not going to shout on them," she warned him.

"okay..." he replied.

"achha, abhi mujhe aur sare packets dekhne hai... see you in the evening." she told him when Manasi waved at her.

"okay... and listen we are going to have dinner somewhere and then we'll head to Amma's place, so don't leave from Aai's place." he nearly ordered her.

"wow... kabhi agar tum thoda soch samjh lo to tumhara BP na kam ho jaye... ab main yaha kucch leke aayi hun jo ready rahun?" she forced her voice down otherwise people were going to think they were arguing.