"Ahh! Its finally done!!!!", said Mantu as he laid on the bed and stretched his body. Weirdly everyone was silent in the house. Amaya wanted to inquire but she didn't wanted to leave Mantu alone. He was panicking way too much. They assumed that maybe everyone is busy in doing their own part of work. "I know you will get the deal.", said Amaya as she smiled and switched off both the laptops. Mantu stood up and hugged her. "If you weren't with me, it would have been just impossible for me to finish this. Maybe I'll ace this. Thank you so much Amaya." "That is the spirit.", said Amaya as she hugged him back. Their hugs were so frequent since tomorrow that they were not even feeling new or awkward. Just comfortable and safe. Mantu looked at her lovingly, expecting a kiss. "No ain’t getting it Mantu.", said Amaya as she stood up and choose her clothes. "But why!?", said Mantu as he hugged her from behind. "Because you are right now going downstairs and will intentionally talk to someone regarding the presentation so they don't doubt us, okay.", said Amaya as she playfully slapped on his head. "And I'll come in after 30 Mins. I'll change, put some makeup and do some stuff. So now you can go. Please." "Fine, I'll go but not without a kiss. I need it.", said Mantu as he softly presses his lips on her forehead. Amaya closed her eyes and moment stopped for them. Amaya held his shirt lightly as she looked at him with tenderly eyes. She too softly kisses him on the cheek and runs away. Mantu smiles as he leaves her room.
He went downstairs and saw that everyone was in Chaubey niwas's drawing room. He sneakily went there and mixed between the crowd and was shocked to see what was playing on the television. The pooja was about to start so everyone was there. His family, Rama's family, Karan, Piya, Chaubeyji and his family and Mathurs. For the first 5 minutes he just looked at the screen and tried to understood what was going on. "Amaya on the television. She is dancing. What is happening? It looks like she is teaching, or she is being taught.", thought Mantu as he was completely clueless about everything going on. Karan was sitting on Sofa's handle with his hand covering his eyes. Everyone was not really happy seeing Amaya on television. Before Mantu could ask anything, someone pulled him from the crowd. It was Uma. "Where were you?? You know a big kaand has happened.", said Uma as she looked happy. "What kaand are you talking about? Tell me in detail.", said Mantu as he got worried. "Amaya is a fashion designer and owned a dance studio in Paris, she was also learning acting there and was a part of few English songs.", said Uma as she made her signature bitchy face. "So...so what is wrong in that. Isn't that amazing that she was doing so many things." "Mantu!! Do girls of good families do this! This type of work! Dance and act for others." "Yeah! If this is that wrong then why you copy these famous actors dresses huh! All this is stupid, if she has talent then it is justified. Her parents knew it na! They are sensible people.", said Mantu as he crossed his arms on his chest. "That's the problem. It seems her father knew but her mom doesn't!" "What!?"
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ManYa - Dheere Dheere se... (Continuing)
FanfictionMantu was dejected when Amaya returned his belongings back, which he thought she cared about the most. Meanwhile, Amaya has to fly back to Mumbai for her Dad's case. But now she is back for her sister's marriage, but she isn't that bubbly as she was...
