𝐏𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐚 𝐏𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐫: Fɪʀsᴛ Lᴏᴠᴇ, Fᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ Tʀᴜᴇ

♡ 7 ♡

Chapter 7 is here.

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Sunlight fell onto Isha's eyes as she lay on her bed staring into space. Her left hand searched for the phone on the table beside her bed.

"Abhi toh sirf 11.30 baje hain." She groaned as she covered her ears with the pillow.

"Inlogo ko Sunday ke din bhi Santi nahi hoti." She said, sitting up on the bed and removing her duvet.

Standing up on her feet, she stood up on her feet. Sleepily walking towards the door.
She opened the door, only to hear her father's loud shout.

She went downstairs to see her brother standing in front of her dad with his head low as her dad growled at him with furious eyes.

Ikshan saw Isha coming downstairs as he signalled his dad about her presence. Abhishek, their dad, gaze shifted to Isha who was yawning while standing on the stairs.

"Beta! Idhar aavo" Abhishek said, his voice sweet as he smiled at her daughter. Ikshan's forehead creased as he listened to his father's sweet tone towards Isha, when earlier his tone was harsh while talking to him.

"Me?" Isha pointed at herself before looking here and there to check if someone else was also present over there and maybe he was calling them.

"Haan tum."

Little did she know her brother was being scolded by their father for not waking up early.

She slowly went towards them. "Tu ja nahane!" Abhishek dismissed Ikshan from there. Ikshan, without saying a single word, left from there and stood in a corner to witness the scene between his dad and sister.

"Haan papa boliye?" She said, her voice sounding like she was still in sleep.

"Beta, mere chilane se tum uth gayi na, tera bhai hain hi aesa hi mujhe chillana padhta hain. Sorry, maine neend kharab kar di na teri?" Her father gently patted her head as she simply blinked.

"It's okay, papa." She innocently smiled as her father kissed her forehead.

On the other hand, Ikshan stands bewildered in the corner, watching the scene in front of him. He scoffs, not ready to accept this. How his father just scolded him for sleeping late whereas now he is apologizing to his sister for disturbing her sleep.

Before he stepped in this matter, his father asked Isha. "Toh ab beta kya karne wali hain?" Isha stayed silent, as she thought of what she should do now. Abhi bhi neend aa rahi hain, wapas Sone chalte hain. She thought to herself.

"Wapas Sone?" Her father asked as if he read her mind.

"Uh.. uh.. thike, jesa aap kahe." She said, stretching her arms out.

Her father's expression changed; the gentle smile on his face fell, his eyes darkened, and his forehead creased. "NAHANE JA NAHANE!" He roared at her.

Isha, now fully alert, hastily nodded. "Haan Haan!". She ran upstairs and slammed the door.

Ikshan, who was witnessing the scene laughed. His laugh caught the attention of Abhishek.

"Tu kya apne daat nikal raha hain aur tu abhi bhi idhar hi khada hain, bhag yaha se!!" Ikshan ran to his room, terrified of his father's anger.

"Kya nalayak bacche hain!! Dono ke dono Kumbhakaran jese." Abhishek rubbed his temple with the finger feeling frustrated.

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