I smile looking at my artwork as I finally let a huge breath out.
I have completed cooking this whole meal for Veera and his friends.
I hope they like it.
I have made naan, panneer butter masala, baby corn fry, curd rice and some gulab jamuns for dessert.
I have also restored the fridge with some vanilla ice-cream and kulfis on my way back home.
"Hahahaha" laughter sound echoes in the hall making me walk out of the kitchen and inside the hall.
There is Veera followed by three men about the same age as him. They all are in their suits and look very tired.
"Welcome" i come say with a smile making them look at me with the same smiles.
"Hey Vedha ! How are you doing ?" Joseph asks as he gives me a side hug.
"I'm fine Jos" i say as Mukesh and Salim give me a side hug as well.
After sharing greetings, the men straight away sit for dinner.
I tie my pallu into the waist of my saree as i serve everyone.
I stand in the corner and watch them talk, laugh and tease each other while eating swiftly on the other hand.
These are the rare times that Veera is like this. He smiles and is free only when his friends are around as far as I have noticed in these past five years.
To be honest, i like this version of Veera so much.
"Damn man, we aren't kidding when we tell you are one hell of a lucky bastard ! Vedha knows how to cook mann" Salim says patting Veera as he eats with a small smile on his face.
"I agree. Like, fuck hotels dude" Mukesh says doing a chef's kiss.
"Damn right" Joseph says while eating swiftly.
The three didn't stop praising me till Veera took them all up to the balcony to drink.
"VEDHA !" I hear Veera screaming from upstairs just as i wash my hands after eating.
I rub my hands with my pallu as i rush up and open his office door, entering.
"I can't stand up" Veera babbles like a child making me smile at how cute he looks right now.
I go near him and give him my shoulder as he holds onto it.
The other three and snoring from the couch, all sleeping really deep.
I lead Veera to our bedroom and he sleeps almost as soon as I lay him on the bed.
Shaking my head, i go and lay on the couch, not wanting to sleep near him unless and until he asks me to me in a sober state.
Well, i am happy that at least his friends took the initiative to praise me and my food.
But i can only hope he does one day too....
Thank you babes ❤️
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