𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 || 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐅 (𝕆𝕟𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘)

6. Talents

Hara's pov

Same day

At her house

After I bid farewell to Appa I drove away to my house. I reached at my house, parked my car and got in my home sweet home.

As I entered my home, I directly went to living room and threw myself on the couch. I was tired as fuck from all the walking. But all of it was for good, that was worth it. I sighed and laid there for sometime. After sometime I heard a voice from a few metres away from me and I was sure it was of Omma's.

I jerked my head up as soon as I heard Omma's voice. "Omma? You are home early today. What's the reason?" She was standing at the entrance of her room.

"Umm...actually could I ask you a few questions sweetie?" She asked me hesitantly and I just gave a thumbs up👍. She came and sat beside me and then.

"Did you go the cafè? Did you meet him? Did you like him? Don't hate him please, he's a really nice guy. You don't hate him right?" Omma bombarded me with her questions. I told her to calm down but she was still babbling so I yelled a bit so that she would listen to me.

"Calm down will you?" I said while yelling a bit. She muttered a sad sorry. I sighed and told her "Sorry for yelling at you and now listen to me carefully." She nodded like a 5 year old kid. I laughed a bit at her reaction and then I spilled the beans in front of her. Well except the part that I had a secret convo with appa. As I finished saying everything I actually concentrated at Omma's reaction and she had a look of 'what the fuck'. To be honest her reaction was so funny. I bursted out laughing loudly. I wasn't able to control my laughter. But then I saw her glaring at me so I quickly went quiet.

"You really have agreed for the wedding?" She asked me, still in shock and I asked her back "You do want to marry him right?" She nodded swiftly.

"Well then I DON'T have any problem at all. Like I said I will myself make all the arrangements. Do not worry Omma everything is gonna be okay. You just need to give me the list of people you want to invite to the wedding and after that you just rest and do nothing else. I'll prepare EVERYTHING." I said to Omma while smiling so that she won't worry much. She nodded her head understanding.

After that we talked a lot and everything was about the wedding. I asked her what all things does she want in her wedding and I tried to keep all the info she gave me in my head. After sometime we had our dinner and went to sleep.

Timeskip to midnight (almost 2 am)

I woke up all of a sudden and with tears trickling down my eyes. I again had a nightmare and this one was really horrible, terrifying. It was actually a small flaskback of my horrible past and that's what scared me the most and almost made me scream. I somehow controlled myself from shouting. I was so scared.

I know it was a dream but still it scared the hell out of me. All of this is happening to me just because of that Taehyung. I hadn't had any nightmares for 3 weeks and my condition was improving but he had to make it worse. Just I know how I'm controlling myself from cursing him right now. But why should I make my mouth dirty for a jerk?

I sighed and wiped my tears. I then drank a full glass of water in one go. It's shocking that I was scared. I again heaved a sigh and tried to go back to sleep.

Next morning

I woke up by the sound of my alarm and did my daily routine and went down to have my breakfast. I didn't at all had a nice sleep last night. I was feeling a bit drowsy as I didn't had much sleep last night but still I had to go to university.

Timeskip to the start of the 1st period

I was still feeling sleepy 🥱. I didn't at all wanted to attend the class. But I had to. The teacher had already started teaching. I wasn't paying that much attention as I have already studied the topic which is being taught now. Not to get bored I took out my sketch book and started completing my sketch which I started doing a few days ago. I liked making sketches when I was bored. And by the end of the period I made a beautiful sketch. I absolutely love this one. It's so beautiful.