I Found You

7.

With just one month left until the wedding and Adhira's finals starting in four days, Saanvika took the initiative to take her shopping today, accompanied by Mukti.

Saanvika being her persuasive self, had not only invited but practically ordered Vikram to join them. However, as expected Vikram being him politely declined the offer.

He was never a fan of shopping, never enjoyed the endless wandering in malls, going from one shop to another, shifting through countless items when all you really need is just one.

Saanvika wasn't about to let Vikram off the hook that easily. She knew her son better than anyone else, and she could tell he was just making excuses as he despised going on shopping.

So, she kept bombarding him with messages, urging him to leave the office right away and join them.

As Adhira entered the boutique with Mukti by her side and Saanvika leading the way, they were welcomed by a staff member who guided them further into the shop.

"Adhira beta, why don't you check the fitting of your lehenga first. Then we'll go ahead with the shopping." Saanvika asked.

Adhira wasted no time and immediately tried on her wedding lehengas, ensuring a perfect fit avoiding any last-minute troubles.

Meanwhile Saanvika held the phone to her ear, eagerly waiting for the person on the other end to pick up the call.

"Where are you?" She commanded as soon as the call was answered.

"In the office, where else? I told you in the morning itself that I have a meeting to attend, Choti Maa." Vikram replied.

She shook her head at his stubbornness. "Golu, stop lying. I know you don't have any meeting. I need you here in twenty minutes, that's it."

A mischievous smile tugged at Vikram's lips as he suppressed a giggle, his foot pressing the brake pedal at the red light. "What will I do there among you ladies?"

"Do whatever you want. I won't mind even if you stare at your lady the whole time, just like the engagement day." Saanvika teased.

A blush crept up his cheeks as the image of Adhira in his mother's saree flashed in his mind for the 10725th time.

"I wasn't staring, it's called adoring." He defended himself.

"As you say Mr. Now, keep the phone and drive safely." Saanvika said with a smile before ending the call.

Vikram glanced at the screen, wondering how she always seemed to know. But that's just how mothers are, isn't it? They have this uncanny ability to know everything about their children.

She had always been the one who understood him, every little thing—his desires, his expressions, his pain, his joy, his hard work, his victories, his setbacks.

She knew it all.

After all, she is a mother to him.

Smiling to himself, he stepped out of the car as he reached his destination. Just as he parked the car onto side and headed toward the entrance, his phone went off.

Retrieving it from his pocket, he noticed it was from one of his recent clients.

Accepting the call, he continued his way into the showroom. "Hello Mr. Khurana, how may I help you?"

As he passed through various sections of clothes, having varities of choices for different age groups.

He continued to talk on phone, his eyes simultaneously searching for his Choti Maa or his soon to be wife.