𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 [ Yashasvi Jaiswal ]

34

The early morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow into Yashasvi's room. He stirred awake, the remnants of a peaceful night still lingering in his mind. Beside him, Divya slept soundly, her phone buzzing persistently on the bedside table. Yashasvi glanced at the screen, noting the caller ID but opting not to disturb her sleep. He reached over, silencing the phone with a gentle touch, careful not to wake her.

As he settled back against the pillows, Yashasvi couldn't help but smile faintly at Divya's serene expression. Closing his eyes, Yashasvi let himself drift once more.

The phone started and continued to buzz persistently on the bedside table, each ring interrupting the peaceful morning quiet. Divya remained asleep, undisturbed by the sound, while Yashasvi hesitated for a moment before deciding to take action. He gently nudged Divya, hoping to rouse her from her slumber, but she stirred only slightly, murmuring softly before settling back into sleep.

The phone continued ringing atleast 10 more times , realizing the call might be urgent, Yashasvi reached over and picked up Divya's phone. He glanced at the caller ID which was named as Drivy-doo , noting that it was an international number from Australia. Concerned now, he decided to answer the call, knowing that it might be something important for Divya.

As he swiped to accept the video call, the screen flickered to life, revealing a young woman with a warm smile, surrounded by what appeared to be a dormitory room in Australia. Yashasvi cleared his throat slightly, unsure of how to proceed. "Hello?"

The woman on the screen looked surprised for a moment before returning the greeting. "Hi! Divy-doo-.......wait . Tum kon ho . Meri didi ka phone tumhare paas kese"

"Umm, actually i - " Yashasvi started but was soon inturrupted.

" Oh my god , tum kidnapper toh nahi ho na . I know meri didi thoda bohot khoon chusti hai but tumhe inhe kidnap karne ki zaroorat nahi thi". The girl continued

Yashasvi blinked in surprise at the rapid-fire accusations coming from the girl on the screen. "Wait, no, I'm not a kidnapper! I'm Yashasvi, Divya's boyfriend. She's here with me, sleeping. I picked up her phone because it was ringing so much."

The girl's eyes widened in disbelief, her hand coming up to cover her mouth. "Boyfriend? Divya never mentioned a boyfriend! Oh my god, is this some kind of joke?"

Yashasvi chuckled nervously, trying to reassure the girl. "No, no joke. I promise! We've been dating for a while now. I'm really sorry for the confusion."

The girl's expression shifted from suspicion to amusement, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Oh my goodness, this is hilarious! I can't believe Divya didn't tell me about you. You must be really special if she kept you a secret!"

Yashasvi scratched his head, relieved that the situation was defusing into laughter rather than panic. "I guess so! I mean, I hope so. We're trying to keep it low-key for now."

The girl nodded knowingly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I get it. Well, sorry for mistaking you for a kidnapper. Divya can be a bit... protective of her personal space. I'm Drishti, by the way. Divya's sister."

"Nice to meet you, Drishti," Yashasvi replied, smiling. "Vya's still asleep, but I'm sure she'll be glad to talk to you when she wakes up."