Chapter - 4

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Third person pov :

Amayra and Avisha were staring at the stairs,  as Dhrisha brought the bride with her.

"Mumma... "Amayra whispered as she saw her mom, who looked like a elegant lady.

"Maira Aunty...." Avisha muttered as Maira sat beside him.

"Uff.. My parents look cute together so much!" Amayra said.

Avisha raised her eyebrows as she saw Maira was not looking happy.

"Why is she not happy? " Avisha asked to Amayra,  who looked at her mom.

"Maybe sad because she might be missing her parents.." Amayra said her theory.

"Hmm... Something is wrong" Avisha muttered as she noticed Maira looking at a person then down,  she followed her gaze,  only to see Dhruv looking here and there.

She raised her eyebrow, and then glanced at Maira, who was watching their wedding with a big smile.

"Who was your mom crush? " She asked,  Amayra shrugged.

"I don't know!  I just want to take a picture of their wedding!" Amayra said, making her Sigh.

"I have a weird feeling..." Avisha muttered and again continued seeing the wedding.

"My dad look so handsome!" Amayra said excitedly.

"Yeah Uncle sure is handsome..." Avisha said.

As soon the wedding got over,  the next morning, it was time for bride to go, Amayra felt sad seeing her mom cry.

"I am feeling to cry seeing mom" She said,  her eyes glistening, Avisha sighed and saw Dhruv was not there.

"Amayra we should go and do what we came here for " Avisha said dragging her.

"Arey... Where are you both now heading too? " Dhrisha asked as she wiped her tears.

"The wedding is over,  so asking Dhruv to take us home. " Avisha said,  Dhrisha hesitated.

"He doesn't stay in a house... " Dhrisha said,  making them look at her blinking rapidly.

"Then where does he live? " Amayra asked.

"He sometimes stays at his friend house... and he stayed at hotel room" Dhrisha said.

"That means Didi, he is homeless! " Amayra whispered, Avisha glared at her.

"He used to stay in a rent house but something happened and he now stays sometimes at his friend house " Dhrisha said with a tight smile.

"What night have happened?" Avisha muttered to herself.

"Come to my house...you live today with me" Dhrisha said inviting them.

"Yeah.. Sure.. " Avisha said looking at her mom.

Thinking that this little encounter with her mom shouldn't change anything!

"I will tell Dhruv to drop you home" Dhrisha said, as she walked away.

"Wow,  we were gonna meet your maternal grandparents! " Amayra said,  she smiled.

Dhruv was about to slip from there,  but halt as he saw both the girls coming towards him.

He cursed at their timing, he was about to turn back, but Avisha called him.

"Hey Dhruv!" Avisha said.

"Were you trying to slip away?" Amayra said raising her eyebrows.

"No, I was just strolling." Dhruv said with a bored tone.

"Please... I saw you, you were trying to run way!" Amayra said with a tight smile.

"Oh....So you saw me...Thank God! I thought you were blind till now," He said mocking her, she rolled her eyes.

"Enough both of you!" Avisha said irritated.

"Dhruv where do you live...?" she asked

"You want to come with me or what?" Dhruv said, she smiled.

"Heard you lived with your friend...why?" Avisha asked, he tensed a bit.

"I.. I.."

"Don't hesitate, just tell clearly that you are homeless...now after leaving your rent house!" Amayra said rolling her eyes.

He clenched his fist, this got noticed by Avisha, who signalled her to shut up with her eyes.

"She is immature! Don't mind her words!" Avisha said, making her pout.
He just nodded.

"I will meet you soon, thanks for the help" Avisha said, making him smile.

"Hmm, yeah...bye!" he said walking from there fast, making Amayra frown.

"he went so fast!" She said, Avisha glared at her.

"Control your tongue, sometimes, it might be his personal problems too" Avisha said, she nodded with a pout.

"Now let's go and see my mom!" Amayra said dragging her, but she pulled her back.

"And where will you go?" Avisha asked, she thought for sometime.

"Rathore mansion which we have in Delhi?" Amayra said.

"Understand it! Amayra, we are in past, we are strangers for them, they might shoot us for that!" Avisha said making her understand, she made a oh face.

"Then how will we meet Mom!" Amayra said, she sighed.

You can call Amayra genius and whiny but when talk about plans....Avisha is always ahead to save her ass!

"Let's go to Mom house, after two days Aunt will sure come for to meet her friend!" Avisha said, making her smile.

They went to Dhrisha who was glad to see them,  they went to her house, they got to know by talking with her parents about her marriage after one month!

Both the girls were grinning after hearing it from their maternal grandparents!

They were eating and chatting with them, Amayra felt a familiar feeling like before with them, she was excited to meet her own maternal grandparents!

Dhrisha went in the kitchen leaving her phone, Avisha smiled seeing her mom in kitchen.

Her attention was caught by Dhrisha Phone as a message came, she glanced at the phone and picked it up, only to Maira message.

She smiled seeing how close were her mom and Amayra mom, but something caught her attention,  the name which was written after few numbers.

Abhinay........

How does she know him?

That name that made her look at her mom and then glanced at Amayra.

"Mom!!" A voice said, making the girls eyes wide.

"You!" Amayra said.

"You crazy' girl!" Dhruv said making her groan, and others laugh.

"Mom I want to eat tooooo" He said hugging Dhrisha from behind her.

"Sure...Go sit them, I will bring go!" she said rufling his hair, he nodded.

Avisha looked at him confused and with many doubts.

Why is he calling her Mom?

And she accepts him too?

She left the phone on and went towards him, the question still remained many in her mind.

But her attention got divert from one question to Dhruv.

Oh gosh...there are many questions she needs to find out slowly....
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Avisha....her brain will burst from questions!!!

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