CHAPTER 1

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A beautiful girl is having her beauty sleep but alarm rings to disturb her but our girl is a perfect fighter for alarm. She always fights her alarm clock every morning. She falls asleep again.


There was a knock on the door of that girl's room. It wasn't look like someone knocking, it seemed as if someone was banging his hand loudly on the door.


That girl opens her lovely dark gray eyes a little and says come in and covers the sheet till her face to sleep again..... after some time....


"VIDHUU"

Yes, Vidhyut slowly removed the sheet from the top of the Diya and threw water on her, by the impact of this the poor girl got up from the bed with a jerk and sat on the bed. Now before that Diya could say anything else, Vidhyut spoke,


Vidhyut:- tumko kitni baar kha h bada hu me tumse Bhai sa bulaya kro. Agar dubara tumne mujhe mere naam se bulaya na to mene Arav Bhai sa ko bta dena h smjhi pagal ladki...

( how many times have I told you that I am elder than you, call me as Bhai sa. If you call me by my name again then I will tell this to Arav Bhai sa.... stupid girl)


Diya:- Vidhu......(Vidhyut glare at her) BHAI aap to baad me krenge meri shikayat phele me krungi vo bhi chachu se. (glare back at him)

(You will complain about me later, first I will do that too with Chacha)

Vidhyut:- mene kya kiya h (shrug his shoulder)

(what have i done)

Diya:- abhi jo aapne mere uper paani feka h na dekho me ab iska badla kese leti hu BHAAAIII......
or ab jao mere room se mujhe bhot kaam h aapki tarah nhi ( fake smiling)

(Just now you have thrown water on me na, just see how I will take revenge for it brother......
And now go out of my room, I have a lot of work, not like you)

Vidhyut:- teri tou...

(You....)

Before he can catch her she enter in bathroom and laugh loudly to tease him...

After sometime........

Diya's dress

Diya's dress

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