I'm very upset with you guys, i given you a target and you guys didn't even complete it.
I'm not asking you for money, I'm just asking for what i deserve that is free likes and follows don't I deserve that much of appreciation?
I just asked you about complete 30 likes and followers,those who are my real readers I'm not talking about them but silent readers.
It's hurt everytime you ignore my words. It's okay as a writer I'm giving you update because I don't want my true readers wants to suffer.
Target ~30 likes
30 followers
Author's pov :
"Holi hai"
Everyone shouted while playing Holi in Malhotra mansion. Holi is the festival of colours where people tend to say "enemies become friends".
"Namaste aunty"
Ruhanika and Meera said in unison to Rudra's mother who smiled looking at them. Rudra was coming from stairs folding his kurta sleeves, his steps halted as he looked at ruhanika who was standing beside her mother.
"Ahan, ab aayega na mazaa"
( Now the fun will begin)
He said smirking looking at her with a piercing gaze while ruhanika felt someone was staring at her. She looked around the hall but no one, so she sighed and started going towards the garden with meera.
"Shivani,pata nahi Kahan hai yaar"
( Where is Shivani ?)
Meera started blabbering about random things but Ruhanika kept looking here and there as she felt someone was following them. She was about to take further steps when someone grabbed her elbow and hand on her mouth, pulling her behind the pillar.
Meera didn't notice as she was continuously using her phone and went towards the garden while ruhanika closed her eyes tightly, wriggling in the person's hold.
"Dar gayi"
( You are scared )
Ruhanika shivered, hearing the playful voice of someone. She opened her eyes slowly only to look at the culprit who was standing with a naughty smile.
"leave me"
She gritted her teeth while Rudra shook his head no.
Meanwhile in agastya - Shivani room
Shivani was getting ready for the Holi wedding white sleeveless kurti with matching pants and transparent dupatta. She was applying moisturiser on her skin thinking about agastya.
He was nowhere to be found from the moment she woke up. She pouted thinking about her challenge.
She slowly peeked through her door to look around to find Agastya but got annoyed not seeing him in the morning. She was going downstairs searching for him but he saw vivaan with a girl wearing white saree with a golden blouse.
She frowned looking at the girl who was looking young and petite,her eyes were casted down at the floor with head hanging low.
"Happy holi Shivani bhabhi"
Vivaan said giving her a smile while she replied him with warm smile still looking at the girl beside him
"My wife, siya"
He whispered looking at her with blank expression while the girl widened her eyes looking at him with nervousness.
"Hello,siya"
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