The Birlas' - CHAKRAVYUH

Chapter - 7: Delayed Conversation

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Outside The Make-up Room:

The next morning was nothing short of chaotic. Roohi was fretting and that made everyone tensed. She was clinging on to Abhimanyu as if her life depended on it. Anya happened to see the scene when Abhimanyu came with Roohi to drop her for the makeup and hair. He promised to be right there when she will be done getting ready. 

Anya couldn't spot Abhir anywhere near because Abhimanyu wanted to let him sleep. The boy had a turbulent day yesterday and he was constantly shifting throughout the night while sleeping. Until they get notified of Roohi's performance schedule, Abhir can catch some sleep. A grumpy Abhir is never good news.

Abhimanyu also thought through things in the night and felt like he was missing the balance somewhere. The fact that he himself wasn't exactly in control of his emotions and actions, was forcing him to be extra careful and cautious in his ways. Even though Abhir wanted to wait out, he felt that getting done with the discussion about his feelings before he gets to see his mother, live, is a better option. 

Once Abhir gets up, he will have a talk about it. 

Anya was kind of convinced that Akshara was right about Abhir not getting enough attention. All she saw was Roohi clinging to Abhimanyu while she spent most of her time with her family in the past three days. Abhir has just come yesterday and still he was being ignored. She saw Roohi sitting there nervously fidgeting with her outfit while the makeup artist worked on her face.

Roohi, even after being so nervous was instructing and directing the artist about what she expects from her, very meticulously. That amused Anya. She didn't know what to believe. Was it her fear that was real or her focus on her beauty. She saw Abhimanyu leaving and entered Roohi's makeup room.

"Wassup Roohi. All set?" Anya asked casually. 

"I am fine Anya. But butterflies toh hain. I won't lie." Roohi replied. 

"Haan! I heard ki Abhir bhi aya hain." She probed willingly. 

"Woh mast hain apne dhun mein. Tum Mera dekho. Anxiety se mari jaa rahi hoon. Poppy bhi pata nahi kaha chale gaye." Roohi ranted but Anya mistook her rant to be the gospel truth. The reality of the Birlas which they seamlessly hide. 

"Abhi abhi jaate hue dekha maine unko. Kuch kaam tha kya? Maybe he went to see your brother." Anya pushed her agenda more but Roohi didn't react.