Sana talked to Mehul at the phone confirming about the arrangement and the demanded him to reach at the venue asap possible before hanging the call down as it wouldn't have took too much of time for her husband to register his pa's absence and it will ruin her surprise. Once done with the call, she put the phone into the small sequence clutch with a string attached to it making it useful for hanging around the shoulder. She dumped her phone into the it and then removed the compact mirror which she has in it along with a lipstick and a little brush. She checked herself up in the car's mirror and smiled to herself, she truely looked beautiful today, she felt this in herself. There was an different glow at her face and she didn't need to think much to know the reason as it was definitely the glow of love.
She took a deep breath before steeping outside her Benz, locking the door and dumping the key inside her clutch she made her way inside the small gathering her husband has given for the success. It was a small garden with a numbered people invited unlike other lavish thousands of pocket full people gathered to showcase their filled pockets. The place seemed to be warm yet lavish ofcourse thanks to her husband's elite classy choice. The green plants were decorated beautifully with fairy tales and there was a red carpet at the entrance where she has posed before entering inside, media has been so warm to Her so as she, as if she was their own and vice versa. "Media can ruin you or make you" her husband has told her in the beginning and all of them being so warm with her made her feel glad and the beautiful smile at her face go wider.
"Hii", she heared Zorawar greeting her as soon as she made her way at the crowded corner looking for her husband first but couldn't spot him.
"Hii, kaise ho", she smiled shaking her hand with him.
"Vadhiya tussi dasso", he grinned.
"Mein vi", she smiled looking around in search of her husband.
"Ganna hit hogya", he grinned.
"Hayee haan sachi bahut tareef ki logo ne", she said smilingly now giving him her full attention as she spotted her husband in a corner interacting with their music director.
"Pyaar kar de ho", Zorawar asked taking her off guard.
"S.. Sorry w.. What", she asked slightly shaken.
"Sorry if am invading in your personal space", he apologized quickly and genuinely too making Sana feel bad.
This men being senior to her in the industry but still has never belittled her or shown himself up. He has always being an constant source of motivation through out the shooting and everything else. Infact, he has supported her at the launch and promotional events too. Sidharth has always been distant from her in front of the media, not that she is comparing or complaining but she has found a good friend in him and she definitely wanted to make this work and take ahead in future. He is definitely not that Flirt kind of person too, which makes him all the way for eligible for her friendship.
"No no it's okay, apko kya lagta hai", she asked playfully.
"Akhiyan bol diya karde ho I mean inna ek taan mein vi observe kitta", he said.
"Fer laga loh joh tuanu thik lagge", she giggled with her face red.
"Vaise oh zyada karde nee", he added.
"What", she gasped.
"I mean mujhe lagta hai voh zyada karte hai", he said looking in Sidharth's direction who was definitely fuming.
"Acha aur aisa kyu lagta hai apko", she asked.
"Kyuki abhi aap mere sath khade ho aur unki direction ke hisaab se mein aap pe line maar raha hoon toh he's being jealous i guess", he said with a faint smile.
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FanfictionHNW... Sidharth Shukla a Bollywood director moves to punjab to have a look at the shoot location but returns back to mumbai with a wife named Shehnaaz Kaur Gill. Not knowing anything about each other despite their names, to finding solace in each o...