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"What a surprise, bro," Sameer exclaimed joyfully when he saw three monkeys, also known as his college best friends standing outside the gate of Korakendra Ground with their respective girls.

"Bhabhi ne bataya nahin kya tujhe?" Anshuman asked him amusingly.

"Kaha itne ache naseeb yaar, teri bhabhi na bahut hi chalak hai bro, woh mujhe sirf wahi batati hai jo use batana hota hai," Sameer replied to him with a wacky smile, twirling his jovial gaze at his wife regarding him with a disbelieving look.

"Ab toh kuch bhi nahi bataugi tumhe," Naina announced in a playful tone, giving a high-five to her schoolmate --> Anjali Sharma.

"Sameer, yaar kehna toh nahi chahiye but tu bahut hot lag raha hai is black kurte me. Nahi matlab tujhe dekhne ke baad andar pata nahi kitni ladkiyo ka tu crush ban jayega aaj." Ankita's flirtatious comment with dreamy eyes and pouty lips caused the petite girl to smile proudly at her young charming boy, her loving gaze shifting at him, finding him shyly pulling out his tongue and then blushing.

"Naina, you're looking stunning babe, chaniya choli me toh tumhara nikhar kuch alag hi uth kar aata hai." Satvik decided to tease his girlfriend and rushed to compliment his friend's beautiful soulmate with no filters added, just honesty dripping in his soft voice, and as expected. Ankita quickly glanced at him with sharp eyes, visibly jealous by his discrimination between his girlfriend and his friend's wife because he didn't praise her in the entire road journey, and here he was showering all the good, sweet words on Naina with that moronic smile on his irritating face.

SamaiNa deciphered the cold war between AnVik, stifling their smiles at seeing them glaring at each other.

"Tune meri tareef kyu nahi ki?" Ankita asked him in a stern voice.

"Tune meri ki jo main teri karu?" Satvik retorted back, fuming in fury.

"Tu kaunsa kahi ka hero hai jo teri tareef karu main?" She said sarcastically while pursing her lips.

"Haa toh tu bhi kaunsi kaha ki jalpari hai jo teri tareef karu main. Ugly Rani." He spoke audaciously, causing their friends to exchange looks of sheer amusement as they were wholeheartedly enjoying the cute, harmless fight between two mature-yet-callow kids.

"Kam se kam tune yeh toh accept kiya ke main Rani hoon, tu toh woh bhi nahi hai, bandar." Ankita sneered at her miffed boyfriend, waggling her tongue to irritate him more.

Anjali couldn't resist saying in a professional tone while delivering a sympathetic smile to the young couple, making everyone sigh in sheer amazement - "Excuse me, little children, sorry for the interruption but I would like to say ki Bandar naam solely mera hai for my monkey boyfriend, Anshuman. Kindly find or use a different nickname for each other. Thank You."

"Tu inki fight rukwane ke jagah unhe provoke kar rahi hai dusre nickname dhund ne ke liye." Naina chided her friend in a strident voice.

"Haa toh? Main kisi ke personal matter me interfere nahi karti hoon." Anjali said confidently, only to be taunted by her boyfriend - "Oh really? Kal market me jab do aurton ki ladai ho rahi thi tab beech beech me jake kyu unse sawal jawab kar rahi thi jaise tum kahi ki judge ho aur woh log tunhare witness box me khade hai."

"Excuse me, Anjali, tum toh journalist hona phir meri profession me kab aa gayi? Mujhe consult bhi nahi kiya." Sonali asked the young girl curiously while scrutinizing her as if she was a criminal, and Naina slapped her forehead in utter annoyance.

"Usko tumhare profession me aane ki koi zarurat nahi hai Sonali. Woh bina lawyer bane bhi faisla khud hi sunati hai, khud hi faisla leti hai, mujhe galat sabit karti hai humesha, aur debate expert toh hai hi." Anshuman said sarcastically with a tight-lipped smile, and Anjali murdered him through her lethal expression, telling him in a sugary tone - "I think tumhe bahut din ho gaye hai anshu, dose mile hue, isliye zyada bolne ki bimari phir se ho gayi hai. Let us go from here, phir tumhe dawai ache se mil jayegi." She forced a smile on her squeezed lips which meant pure danger for the Punjabi boy because he dared to provoke the wild woman concealed inside her, and now there was no way he would reach home without a bandage on his face.

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