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Mugdha was burning with anger as her eyes ware turning red and her ears are throwing smoke out from it .

She was still looking down at the plate in her hand and her hands ware shivering due to anger.

'How dare they talked something like this about her hriday handmade mehandi.
It's so beautiful...'

( Author - don't fool yourself mugdha.
You know it's tatti made by birds.)

Hriday had made that mehandi with so much attention and care and love that mugdha don't mind the irritating feeling she got whenever she watched that mehandi.

She was happy about it and every one is hell bent on making it disastrous for her.

Maithili was still inspecting the mehandi on mugdhas hand.

But all other watched mugdhas face hardened.
They understood that, this is something very important for mugdha, even if the Mehandi is looking trash, but if she is happy about it then be it.

They tried to make maithili stop.

But maithili was busy inspecting it.

"Hey how ugly that girl had written Hriday's name on your palm."
Maithili said and mugdha took her hand out from her grasp and bend down to the trolley of food and took out the juicey chocolate cake.

Looking at the chocolate cake all girls mouth waterd and all of them felt so happy.

But just for a second.

Cause mugdha picking that cake went to the bed and sat on it folding her legs in Indian style.

Looking at....no glaring at them furiously.

"Mugdha we are eating here come here. Why are you sitting on the bed."
Maithili said while looking at the cake.

Well no one till now had understood the fire they had ignited.

Leaving lajvanti.

Who understood that mugdha was angry about something.

"Why are you sitting there?"
Aprna asked. An irritation can be seen on her face and heard from her voice.

"Yes, let's eat cake first."
Apsara Also joined them. She couldn't take her eyes off of that cake.

But to no avail.

Mugdha didn't budge.

Feeling Little lost and watching that no one can read the situation clearly here, lajvanti decided to step in..

"I think she is angry."
Lajvanti said slowly.

"But why?"
Maithili asked.
"We didn't do anything."
She completed.

"We did actually."
Lajvanti said and every one started to look at her.
"Asking what???"

Being a shy, introverted and less spoken girl who don't like attention much lajvanti was sure a girl with so much courage to gdi. Attention of all the trouble attracters.

Shifting in her place lajvanti clunched her lehanga in tight grip.
Gulping her saliva and maintaining her posture, lajvanti spoke.

"You said that her mehandi is not good that's why maybe she was little angry."

"Ohhhh."
Every one exclaimed surprisingly. And averted their attention towards Mugdha who had now picked up the knife and was going to cut the cake .

Maithili went to her and said.
"Mugdha we didn't mean to hurt you . It's just that mehandi design is not looking from any professional.
That's why we all said it."
Making mugdha Stop her hand in the Air.

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