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The sentences given in [] are meanings of Hindi sentences spoken.
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-Fortune Villa-
Seema's POV
I quickly came down, when Ji started talking with Bhai, about something. I was way too embarassed to stay there in front of Bhai. I warned Krish not to do those untoward things in the terrace, but he turned a deaf ear to my warnings and pleadings.. but finally, it happend just like I feared!
Why? All of sudden he started doing all these.. why? There were too many questions clouding my thoughts about Krish's abnormal behaviour, but I chose to ignore them and indulge myself in my works. As I came down, I saw Karan and Di engaged in some casual talks. I decided to serve food to Di as she might be hungry. It was more than 3-4 hours since she ate something.
"Seema! You came? What took you so long?" Di asked the moment she spotted me.
"Nothing, I was drying the clothes, in the terrace." I replied. Both of them hmm'ed to it, and Karan all of a sudden asked---
"I can't see Bhai anywhere.. where is he?" and instantly I blushed, hearing his question. Karan's lips curved in to a teasing smile as he raised his brows at me.
"He is in.. my words died down in the throat as I saw Krish descending the stairs, looking handsome, as usual. I just couldn't take my eyes off him...
*Clearing of throat*
"Bhabhi.." Karan called out, breaking my trance and I saw him giving me a teasing smile. God! I completely forgot he was here too..
"So--Sorry Di.. I-I will bring your lunch" I stuttered badly and dashed to the kitchen before I embrass myself anymore.
"Haan.. Haan.. Aaram se.. We'll wait! No need to hurry!" I heard Karan saying from the dining table, and I could definitely sense him smirking at me!! [Yes.. Yes.. Slowly!]
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Krish took a seat beside Karan in the dining table, pondering over his conversation with Atul. He was way too engrossed in the thoughts that he failed to acknowledge Karan's talks. This caught Karan and Meera's attention, who was desperately looking at her phone very now and then.
"Bhai! What happend?" Karan shook Krish's shoulders, bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, what?" Krish asked being clueless of what was happening till now. Karan and Meera glanced at each other, hearing his question.
"You didn't listen what I said till now?" Karan asked increduously.
"Uh.. I'm sorry, my mind was somewhere else... Tell me now, what were you saying?" Krish asked apologetically.
"Nothing! You tell me bhai.. is there any problem.. you look worried?" Karan asked scrutinizing his gaze on him.
"Nothing like that, I'm good!" he replied shrugging, but still looking thoughtful.
"Bhai! I can see you're not here.. you look different..." Karan stresses further.
"Karan..aisa kuch nahi..bas.." he trails off looking at Seema coming out of the kitchen with a plate filled with food. His attention gets focussed on her as she comes towards the dining table. Karan also looks at her. [Karan.. nothing like that.. it's just..]
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A Beautiful Tale Of Hate That Turned In To Love.
General FictionKRISH- He is forced to marry a girl whom he hates the most for the sake of his brother's love and because of the condition of her father. SEEMA- She's the unwanted, ill- treated person in her family. She's just a burden according to her father. She...
