Fated by Love

Chapter 4

Vihaan: "What did you just say? Why are we going to the railway station?" 
Driver: "Sir, I don’t know why, I’m just following your father’s instructions. He told me to take you all there." 
Vihaan: "What is going on?" He was confused. "I’m calling Dad right now!" 
He dialed his father’s number several times, but Rachit didn’t answer. 
Vihaan: "Dad isn’t picking up... Now what? Oh, wait—I have an idea!"

With a mischievous grin, Vihaan turned toward Aranya. 
Aranya, noticing his smirk: "What...?" 
Vihaan: "Give me your dad’s number." 
Aranya: "Why do you need it?" 
Vihaan: "Because I’m really bored, and I thought I’d have a nice little chat with him..." He paused for a second and then added sarcastically, "Obviously, I want to talk to him!" 
Aranya: "Can’t you wait? We’re already going to the railway station, ask him when we get there." 
Vihaan: "No, I want to ask him now. Give me the number." 
Aranya: "No." 
Vihaan: "Alright then, give me your phone." 
Aranya: "Why?" 
Vihaan: "I need to do aarti with it. Come on, just hand it over!" 
Aranya: "No." 
Vihaan: "Aranya, give me the phone." 
Aranya: "No!" 
Vihaan: "I’m telling you, give me the phone." 
Aranya: "No means no!" 
Vihaan, smirking: "Okay, but don’t blame me for what happens next."

Without warning, Vihaan tried to snatch her phone from her hand. 
Aranya, struggling to keep her phone: "You monster! What are you doing? Let go of my phone!" 
Vihaan: "Not until you give it to me!" 
They both tugged at the phone, neither willing to back down. 

Shivi’s : "Oh boy, here we go again—just like their cake fight, they’re back to fighting like cats and dogs."

Vihaan: "Give me the phone, Aranya!" 
Aranya: "I won’t!" 

Everyone was watching the two bicker, but no one dared to intervene. The memory of their cake-fight disaster was still fresh in their minds. 

Vihaan: "Now, watch what I’m going to do." 

Suddenly, Vihaan, in the midst of trying to grab the phone, leaned in and kissed Aranya on the cheek. Aranya was left utterly speechless, her mouth wide open in shock. Before she could react, Vihaan swiftly took the phone from her hand and began dialing. 
Aranya: "How dare you...!" But before she could say anything more— 
Vihaan: "Shhhh, be quiet! I’m calling your dad. Remember his warning from this morning? Keep your mouth shut for now." 
Aranya: "Ughhh, fine. Go ahead and make your stupid phone call." 
Vihaan, with a playful smirk: "Would you care to join me in hell after this?" 
Aranya: "Shut up." 
Vihaan, laughing: "Hahahaha!"

Ten minutes passed, and after multiple attempts, Vihaan tried calling Sahil as well, but he wasn’t picking up either. 

Aranya, glaring at him: "Are you done? Can I have my phone back now?" 
Vihaan, smirking mischievously: "What’s the rush?" 

Aranya shot him an angry look. 

Vihaan: "Alright, alright, here you go," he said, handing her the phone. 

They finally arrived at the railway station, where Rachit, Aku, and Sahil, along with Vanya and the others, were waiting for them. Vihaan and Aranya walked up to them, still curious about what was happening. 

Vihaan: "Dad, what’s going on? Why are we at the railway station? Weren’t we supposed to stay at a hotel?" 
Rachit: "We’re going to Chandigarh." 
Vihaan, shocked: "Chandigarh? Why?" 
Rachit: "For Gaurav’s wedding." 
Vihaan: "Wait, Gaurav’s getting married? So soon? And you lied to me, saying we were going on a tour!" 
Aku: "Yes, because if we told you the truth, you wouldn’t have come." 
Vihaan: "Oh, really? But, Mom, if we’re going to Chandigarh, shouldn’t we be at the airport? Why are we here at the railway station?" 
Rachit: "Because we’re taking the train to Chandigarh."