Mishti could hardly sleep that night. She was literally jumping with excitement throughout the night.d It was 4 of morning, Mishti couldn't help but get up and look herself in the mirror. She didn't know how to face him...so she was decided to prepare for it.
Mishti (looking into the mirror)- Hy, Abir.......how disgusting, mai koi stranger nahi hoon jo hy hello karu.
Mishti slammed her head.
Mishti (smiling)- Good morning, Abir.......Oh god , usey aisa lagega ki mai janbujh ke kal raat wali kiss ko ignore kar rahi hoon.........kaise face karungi mai usey??
After few hours, the door knocked and abir's voice came from other side of the door.
Abir(smilingly)- Mishti, Mai hoon. Open the door.
Mishti was so nervous that she couldn't face him at that moment.
Mishti (nervously)- Woh.......mai....mai ready ho rahi hoon......door nahi khol sakti.
Abir (sighed)- Okay. Ready hokar mere room mein aa jana.... I'll be waiting for you.
Mishti heard sound of abir's footsteps getting fainter and she sighed in relief.
Mishti (to herself)- Mai itni nervous kyu ho rahi hoon.......Woh mera husband hai.....kiss kar sakta hai.....Par fir mujhe itna ajeeb kyu lag raha hai.
Mishti was having butterflies in her stomach . She couldn't stop thinking about Abir even when she was taking a bath and getting dressed up. She straightened her hair locks because Abir once told her that he likes her in straight hair. She was blushing and chuckling on her stupidity and childish behaviour. She got dressed in a light blue dress because it was abir's favourite colour.
Mishti (chuckling)- Mujhe khud nahi samajh aa raha ki mai aisa kyu kar rahi hoon. Mujhe hi itni excitement ho rahi hai.....usey toh kuchh yaad bhi nahi hoga.
But little did she know what Abir was going through. Abir was getting ready in his room, he was restless and nervous as well. He put on a white shirt because Mishti's father once told him that she likes men with white shirt and black pants. He was smiling idiotically. He searched hig bag and all his room but couldn't find the white bottle of perfume. It was special because Mishti once told him that she likes it's smell the most...So, he bought the same perfume but never opened it. He immediately called Deepak.
Abir (hastily)- Deepak, sun.... Jo perfume tu last time laaya tha ....woh same fir le aa please!
Deepak (worriedly)- But Bhai, abhi kaha se laau??
Abir (sweetly)- Kahi se bhi laa, but please mujhe abhi chahiye woh.
He couldn't understand why he was getting dressed to please Mishti. But he was loving the beautiful feeling.
Mishti got dressed and hesitantly walked towards Abir's room. She knocked on the door but she got no response then, she realised that the door was locked from outside. She was unaware of Abir's whereabouts. So, she called him but the call went unanswered. She got worried and quickly went to the location of set. When she reached there, she found Abir talking to Mr. Anand, she could see the groan on his face. He was furiously arguing with him. She went closer.
Anand ji (softly)- It's not our fault, Abir. We gave so many chances.
Abir (furiously)- Why all of a sudden?? Miley bhi nahi hum.
Mishti couldn't resist and asked what the matter was.
Mishti (in a low voice)- What happened Abir??
Abir (furiously)- Mishti, Arohi quitted the flick. Anand ji bata rahe hain that she flew to India last night. Aur hume inform tak nahi kiya.
Mishti (shocked)- What?? But kyu??
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FanfictionCuz I'm a fan, so this is a ff of our beloved mishbir. This is the tale of two people who belongs to very different world. Abir is a famous actor who belongs to world of glamour and on the other hand is Mishti, a 22 year old girl belongs to a middle...
