It has been a week after Siddharth, Darshan, Divya, Jugyal and Hardil were back from Lonavla. But Diksha had to go to Pune for an emergency meeting. She said that she would be back in a day or two.
"Bro, I told you to get the pink roses and not the red ones. Diskha likes pink roses", says an over excited Darshan.
"Darshan, the pink roses are right there. Calm down yaar! You are way too excited"
Jugyal says while suppressing his smile."No, no, afterall it's Diksha's birthday. So Darshan's excitement is absolutely justified", teases Siddharth.
Darshan face palms to hide his embarrassment and says, "Diksha will be back in a few hours. And before she comes back from Pune, we need to decorate the whole terrace"
It was Diksha's birthday. So everyone was busy decorating. Darshan had planned a small party on the terrace. He knew after travelling back from Pune, Diksha will be a little tired. So he wanted to do minimal arrangements, yet he wanted to make it special.
In the evening.........
Diskha opens the apartment with her spare keys. She is a little surprised to see that all the lights are switched off."Darsh why are the light-"
She stops mid sentence when she hears "Happy Birthday Diksha" and all the light turn on.
She see the room was beautifully decorated with black and golden balloons.Before she could react, Divya hugs her and says "Happy birthday Mumma."
Then she sees Darshan's father standing. He wishes her "happy birthday Diksha beta. God bless you"
He gives a fatherly hug to her. A lone tear flows down her cheek and she quickly wipes it.
Hardil says happily "Diksha don't cry now. Lots of surprises are still left. Darshan has planned a full list of surprises."Mumma get ready. We have a big surprise for you", Divya excitedly says.
Darshan's dad, Siddharth, Hardil and Jugyal went to the terrace to check whether all the arrangements were made properly. Even Divya followed them.
Diksha was standing near the window in her room. Darshan came inside and hugged her from the back.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" he whispers in her ears.
Diksha turns towards him and hugs him tightly. She lays her head on his chest and she can hear his steady heartbeats.
Darshan places his hands on her waist hugs her softly.
After sometime he was moving back to break the hug, when Diksha buries her head in his chest and tells him to stay "Don't go, stay"
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