Shadows Of Betrayal

15 | Secrets

V I V A N' S _ P O V

The cab stopped in front of our mansion. Harshada stepped out of the cab with a yawn and did some stretching to drive away the sleepiness.

The cab driver took out our luggages "Let me help you." I lifted the luggage.

"It's ok sir I can do it." He said when some security guards came running towards us.

"Welcome back to the mansion sir." He bowed infront of me. "I'll help him, you might go inside with Vedant sir and Harshada mam." He said with his head still bowed.

I patted his shoulders with a small smile and gestured both of them to walk inside. They were busy with their banter as always deciding which picture should they post.

As I stepped inside the mansion my eyes went on Dadiji and Dadaji sitting on the couch.

Harshada jumped and ran towards dadi getting into a hug. Dadiji kissed her forehead and both of us bended to touch her feet to seek blessings.

"Jeete raho mere shero." She kept her hand on our head.

(Live long my lions.)

Both of us were going to hug her when she glared at us. "Aagye shadi se pehle hi apna honeymoon mana ke?"

(Are you back celebrating your honeymoon before marriage?)

"Hnn hnn fikar mat kariye shadi ke baad bhi mana lenge." Vedant grinned receiving a head shot by dadi.

(Don't worry we'll celebrate after marriage too.)

I laughed as he rubbed his head. "It's nothing like that dadi. It was just a normal friends trip." I said.

"Yes yes, y'all keep doing your FrEiNdS tRiP and here I keep worrying about the preparations of wedding all day." She said sitting on the couch near dadaji.

We went towards him and bowed to touch his feet. "Jeete raho bas jaldi se ek pota bhi dedo." He said touching our heads.

(Live long, just give me a grandson now.)

"Shadi toh hone dijiye pehle unki." Dadi said.

(Let them get married first.)

"Tumhari dadi aur newspaper ka chehra roj dekh dekh kar thak chuke hai hum, ab hume apne pota ya poti ke saath khelne ka mauka dedo." He said keeping the newspaper aside when he felt as if someone was throwing knifes towards him with eyes.

(I'm tired by looking at your gradma's this newspaper's face daily. I wish to play with my grandson/daughter now.)

"Ignore his blabbering, tell me what should be the venue of wedding?" She asked to three of us.

"Italy." Harshda shouted.

"Los Angeles." Vedant shouted.

"Wherever you decide." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Learn something from your brother you two!! Anyways I already decided the venue, we are going to rajasthan."

I instantly looked up at her as well as vedant.

"Harshada, go and call Tanishka and Trisha, discuss about shoppings y'all wanna do." I tried to get her out of this discussion by some excuse.

"Ok I will but Rajastha-" she whined.

"Harshada." This time I said with a straight and cold tone.

She got up and stomped towards her room.

"In Rajasthan, at our-"