Mine To Cherish (Abhimaan)

(4) Mystery.

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Chapter No 4: Main Aapke Liye Sahi Nahin Hoon.

Next Day!!!

Morning!!!

Abhira wore a simple red kurti along with a pair of jeans, pairing it with small jhumkis. She walked out from her room towards the kitchen, to her mother and hugged her from behind.

Uth gayi tu?

Akshara asked softly, holding Abhira,s hand which was wrapped around her neck.

Ji mumma.

Abhira said softly and kissed her cheek from behind.

Ab ja rahi ho?

Akshara asked softly. Abhira nodded her head, fingers twisting into her kameez nervously.

Abhira exited the cinema hall.

Yaar kya kamal movie thi.

Shruti (Abhira,s bestest school friend) said to her, her voice chocked yet eyes filled with sincarity.

Haan. Per bahot rulaya yaar.

Abhira said, her own voice thick and hoarse from crying as she wiped her tears.

Deep ko marna nahin chahiye tha.

Abhira said, her heart aching as she looked up with her glossy gaze.

Abhira tu ek movie dekh ker ro rahi hai.

Shruti said in a matter of fact tone.

But why? Usse marna nahin chahiye tha.

Abhira whinned. She didn't care if she sounded childish at this moment. She couldn't help but replay the moment  Rudra (the movie,s lead character) committed sucide in the film in her head and cry silently.

To hell with this film.

Abhira and Shruti said in unison and looked at each other.

What???

Abhira almost chocked on her breath after hearing what her mother said.

Haan Abhira.

Akshara said, though Abhira couldn't see her mother but she could hear the nervous smile in her voice.

Later!!!

Abhira stood in the lush garden of the poddar house. There were different flowers all around her. Her mother had informed her about the coffee meet being cancelled and here she was, in the poddar house with her mother. Her mother had left her here telling her about how she should talk to her fiance and everything. Because she was clumsy, hell clumsy.

As she looked around the garden, the scent of various flowers mixing in the air. The slow wind made her hair fly. She reached out, gently touching a flower, her touch feather light.

Kya ker rahi ho?

As she heard the husky male voice, a gasp escaped her lips, startled, she turned around swiftly and their eyes met but a thorn pricked in her fingertip.

Aah!!!

Abhira yelped in pain feeling the thorn pricking her fingertip.

Are sambhal ker.