Today was the competition in society for everyone to celebrate Ganesh Chaturthi even more beautifully. Naina has already told the organizer that she would be participating in dancing and also she told them the song on which she would perform.
"Hello Aunty." Prithvi's gentle voice forced her to stop the music on which she was rehearsing, and She quickly rushed out of her room to watch his acting and fake apology.
"Hi Beta," Sarita replied to him sweetly.
"Hi, Naina." He looked at his ex-girlfriend with a nervous smile.
"Hi Prithvi, aaj yahan kaise aana hua?" Naina asked him normally while pushing a forceful smile on her lips.
"Woh main...kuch batane aaya hoon," Prithvi uttered, in a low voice, and Prashant who had been busy with his phone suddenly turned to look at him with suspicion.
"Kya?" He asked him curiously.
"Actually..." Prithvi couldn't muster up the courage to tell this sweet family what he had done that night, and so to scare him Naina opened her phone and showed him the Recorder App in which the audio clip was saved. He gulped down nervously, and weakly wiped his sweat from the handkerchief.
"Bolo?" Sarita looked at him eagerly.
"Us raat Sameer ne jo mujhse ladai ki thi...woh meri wajah se hi shuru hui thi," Prithvi said breathlessly, and his face glimmered with fear and sweat.
"What do you mean?" Prashant kept his phone aside and shifted his attention to the young boy.
"Matlab maine hi Sameer ko provoke kiya tha mujhse ladne ke liye," Prithvi said in a low voice, and his body was sweating out of anxiety.
"Kyun?" Sarita asked him furiously.
"Mujhe nahi pasand tha woh isliye." The young boy floundered while saying this, and Naina was delighted to see Prithvi speaking exactly the way he was asked to.
"What? Kya bol rahe ho tum?" Sarita questioned him in pure confusion.
Prithvi shivered while looking at Naina, who was smirking at him, and then his scared eyes drifted to curious Prashant and Sarita. He took a slow breath and said in a low voice - "Sameer ne sabke saath bahut achi bonding bana li thi, aur mujhse woh dekha nahi jaa raha tha, I felt, He was snatching my friends from me isliye I wanted to throw him out of this society, aur maine isliye yeh sab drama kiya taki sab uske khilaf complaint kare owner ko."
"Kya?" Sarita almost screamed in shock.
"Haan, maine use aisi aisi baatein boli jiski wajah se woh bhadak utha," Prithvi added.
"Naina ke bare me?" Prashant asked him furiously, and He slightly nodded.
"How Ridiculous." He bellowed at Prithvi for using his sister's name.
"Sorry!" Prithvi said remorsefully.
"Kya sorry? Tumhari himmat kaise hui meri behen ke bare ulta sidha bolne ki? If you don't like him toh usse door rehte ya fir apne tareeke se ladhte. What was the need to drag my sister?" Prashant asked him in extreme resentment, his palm curling up for a tight clench.
"I didn't know what to do that time, isliye," Prithvi said weakly.
"Aap please Sameer ko maaf kar dena, uski koi galti nahi hai isme, maine hi use gussa dilaya, usse ladai karwayi." He requested the enraged family with a meek expression, and Naina was standing there while giving a victory smile.
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