NEXT DAY
• Ahaan
When i woke up, i could feel something in my hands.
It was the photo. HER.
As i sat up rubbing my eyes and stretching my hands a bit after putting her picture on the bed only, next to me. My eyes opened properly. Sun rays were entering my room through the double white curtains. I took a deep breath and had a look next to me.
I saw her face again. My god she is really really pretty.
Taking my eyes off the photo i went to the washroom, i have many more things to do rather than gawking at a girl's photo whose name is also unknown to me.
As i woke up a bit early today due to jet lag, i just did my workout because it will take some time to get used to London's time. I have been in India for a month and worked online from there.
It's like i always want to go and sleep in my mother's lap. There is no other greater peace.
I am not freaking alone here but it's good when you are getting pampered and no one can pamper you more than your own parents and especially Indian parents.
It's like they would stop you from going out to hang out with friends but will take you to trips with them, they would stop you from eating pizza from dominos but will make a goddamn meal for you, they would shout on you to study hard and become something but after all that shouting they would reward you with anything you want even if you don't meet their expectations. That's just the selfless nature of parents.
And anyone who is raised by both their parents with love and patience is so much more wealthy than any other millionaire. Talking about me i satisfy both conditions, i get pampered and i am a millionaire so i am the luckiest one I guess.
Ishani aunty won't come today so after workout i made myself a coffee and just sat there in the dining area. Alone. Silent. In Peace. But what's the meaning of peace if i don't have my loved ones around me. I am not always emotional like this but i miss mom dad and ishaan. Oh God.
I love to be busy. To just work all the time. So that all these thoughts disappear and only things in my mind are my work. My work is my life and I can't live without it. I have worked so much in building this empire that i love being what i am. And anyone stopping me doing my work is going to hell through my hands only. I don't kill but i can beat someone up to half dead. I love boxing and there are bruises all over my hands so it's evident that no one puts their nose in my business or else they're going to be half dead maybe?..I can be mature and understanding too but um it's not bad if i can take a stand for myself. But that angry phase of mine is just like a blue moon. Very rare.
After finishing my coffee, i video-called my mumma and after 2 rings she answered.
And as expected she said,
"Hey bhagwaan, abhi tak tu nahaya nahi? time dekh ek baj rahe h"
"mumma calm down, it's 6:30 here. I have to leave for work in 2 hours so i have a lot of time to bathe alright"
I said looking at the frown on her face getting replaced with an amused expression that is more likely a little bit of self accusation. Haha she's so innocent.
"Okay okay okayyy chill my love"
"Yes i am chilling my love"
I said and we both shared a laugh.
I placed my phone on the table ith support of the vase that was already kept there and folded my hands over my chest and looked at her.
"So are you going to tell me yourself or i have to do an investigation mumma?"
She looked at me with an 'i don't even know what you're talking about and i didn't do anything' expression.
"What are you saying beta?"
"Mumma seriously?!?!!!! unknown to me you put a girl's photo in my bag and now you say you don't know anything"
"Ohhh so you saw here, now tell me do you want her instagram account or her mobile number or umm oh wait you don't even know her name, do you want to know her name"
Ishaan said coming in frame with mumma.
"Shut up you dumb and let me talk to mumma"
"Okay fine whatever, i have some work to don rather than talking to an ungrateful dumb london guy"
Mumma gave a death stare to ishaan and he ran away while i was laughing like a mad person.
"Do you like her?" she said giving me a smirk.
"Mumma this is not at all fine okay, tell me everything now please" i requested.
"Okay fine. We have been finding a girl for you since a year and now finally we have found her she's mutual with one of our friends and she is very very pretty"
"Umm okay i can agree with you, she is really really pretty, i was shook like whoever she is, has really got an un-matchable charm"
"Hm so you like her hahaaaaa yess"
"Mumma tell me everything else. I like her or i don't like her, Is a very different thing okay?"
"okay beta, and we have not met the family before but we heard they are an amazing family and the girl is looking for a job and will be independent soon which is a very good thing. They all live in Delhi but she might be planning to shift to foreign soon."
"Where?"
"To your surprise, she has her visa approved for London"
Holy shit!! YESSS. OH MY GOD. She will be here in London, which can be better.
"Nice and what are you thinking or planning right now?"
"Uhm when you come here after one week, we have invited them to our place for 5 days as it won't feel good to me if they stay in a hotel and..."
"AND??"
"We want you to say yes"
Okay am i thinking this right? are they going to get us..??
"SAY YES TO MARRY HER"
Mumma said and I was shook. Maybe I was too happy to handle what she said just right now.----✿✿✿----
Will he say yes or not, right now or when he comes back. Let's see what happens.
To be continued <3
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