The College Crush...|Triggered Insaan FF|

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Nischay's PoV-

Harsh Jiju and Y/n were discussing something in murmured voices and Ved, Y/n's cousin was telling us stories about the annual get-togethers of theirs.

Ved: Jiju, aapne Y/n ko shaadi se pehle aakhri baar kab dekha tha aur kahan?

This drew Y/n and Harsh Jiju's attention.

I: Last? Shaadi ke ek week pehle I suppose? Tab hum dono ko nahi pata tha...

Y/n: au contraire mujhe dad ne bata diya tha, par woh milne ke baad.

I: So sirf mujhe hi nahi pata tha? Ya...

Y/n: Tum teeno bhai behno ko nahi pata tha. Meine Harsh bhai ko bata diya tha.

Abhishek: Aur mujhe kyu nahi bataya?

Y/n: Dad ne mana kiya tha. Simple.

Abhishek: Unfair.

Prerna: Aur Harsh tumne kyu nahi bola mujhe?

Harsh: kyuki tum secret koi chez toh rakh nhi sakti, aur Y/n ne bhi mana kiya tha.

Y/n: Par Abhi ka chehra dekhne layak tha.

Abhishek: Meri bhi kya galti thi. Itna shock toh mein kabhi nahi hua tha.

I: Exactly.

Nikita Aunty: Chalo Baccho, lunch table pe rakh diya hai.

Y/n: Chachi khane mein kya hai?

Nikita Aunty: Jo bhi hai, sab khana padega.

Y/n: Chalo koi nahi, atleast meine try toh kiya.

I raised an eyebrow at her. 'I'll tell you later.' she mouthed towards me.

Aunty had made Shahi Bhindi, Kadhai Paneer, Dal Makhni, Rice and Roti. Harsh Jiju sighed.

Harsh: Thank God. Mujhe laga Mummy ne Brinjal ka bharta banaya hoga.

Y/n: Mujhe bhi yahi laga. Hamesha toh chachi wohi banati hai.

Nikita Aunty: Yahan Brinjal nahi banate hum...

Ved: Bach gaye.

We all got seated and Aunty, Y/n and Prerna started serving the food.

Y/n: Chachi, Chachu shaamko aane wale hain kya?

Nikita Aunty: Hn, unhone bola ki aaj lunch mein nahi aayenge.

Harsh: Toh kyu na Dad ko ek surprise de?

Y/n: I am in.

Harsh: Dad kitne baaje aane wale hain around?

Nikita Aunty: 7-7:30pm ke beech.

Ved: Mujhe bhi mamaji ko surprise dena hai.

Y/n: Tu toh kitchen se dhoor hi rehe, hum kisiki jaan nahi lena chahte.

Nikita Aunty: Pehle hi bol rahi hun, mujhe mera kitchen sahi salamat chahiye.

Y/n: Chachi, pichle baar Ved ke bajeh se hadsaa hua tha. Meri aur Harsh bhai ki koi galti nhi thi.

Harsh: Phir bhi hume hi daanta aaplogo ne.

Y/n: Aur kya.

It was funny to look at them have a banter, like true cousins. It made me remember about the fights Y/n and Reyansh had nearly everyday.

Abhishek nudged me.

Abhishek *whispering*: Has kyu rahe ho? Sab shanti se khana kha rahe hain.

-After Dinner-

Y/n: Chachu, ab Rakhi pe ghar aana hi hai, kuch bhi hojaye.

Nilesh Uncle: Dekhta hun mein.

Harsh: Dad please aajao. Har saal ki tarah Rakhi pe yahan maat rehna, please.

Nilesh Uncle: Mein dekhta hun. Ab late ho raha hai, aur abhi traffic bhi lag sakta hai shayad.

After all the good byes, we were on our way to the hotel.

Y/n: So Dubai jana hai ya France?

Harsh: Wait what?

Abhishek: Yeh kyu puch rahi hai?

Y/n: Aur kyu, aap loogon ko lagta hai Chachu ne mujhe bola hoga?

Prerna: Esa hai toh phir ofcourse Dubai.

I: Yeah. Mujhe koi problem nahi hai...

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So what do you guys think? France or Dubai? Tell me your preferences...