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Is she her? Or she is that her
~Abhi
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At Airport,
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All of the four have reached on the soil of Bharat (India). We all were waiting for our cab to take us to our destination. I and heer haven't yet told your parents about our Arrival.I could see how Mr. Abhishek was happy and about that Hitler , he also seemed to be contented. Hmm.. Finally yeh maharaj bhi thora relax hai (finally this king is also relax a bit) . Our flight was of 9 hours it was way to long but as that was a private jet Heer and i both dozed off because the jet also consist of bed room. And to be honest that was the best part.
Heer and Abhishek were discussing about some office stuff which I didn't wanted to discuss so that's why they were siting at the front seats of the car which was driven by Abhishek. And i and that hitler were sitting on the back seats suddenly I felt like ny period has started and that's when I already got to know I messed up. My bag was on the side where Abhimanyu was sitting I nervously rubbed my hands together. I tried to call heer while I fake coughed but Heer was too lost and didn't notice me calling her. I had no option because I could feel stain getting on my clothes and that's when I shouted, "Stop ". And that's when there was a sudden break that make me fall on Abhimanyu sir .
