Will the ex-lovers Amrit and Veer ever get back together? Will the secret crush Randhir and Radhika ever confess their feelings to each other? And will the boy Anirudh ever be able to express his feelings to the girl Nivedita? To find out, we must d...
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The car was filled with light-hearted chatter and laughter as they continued their journey. Amrit, sitting next to Veer, leaned in and, in a moment of boldness, hugged him tightly from his hips. Veer stiffened in surprise, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink, but his brows furrowed as he tried to mask his embarrassment.
"I'm now here, baby," she whispered softly.
Veer glanced down at her, trying to maintain his stern expression. "Don't hug me so tight, Amrit," he said, attempting to sound annoyed, but his voice carried a hint of affection.
Amrit pulled back slightly but didn't let go entirely. "Tum abhi bhi naraz ho na?"
Veer didn't respond, his lips pressing into a thin line as he looked away.
Meanwhile, in the backseat, Radhika's eyes were drawn to Randhir's sacred mauli dhaga and the kada on his wrist. She admired them quietly, her gaze lingering. Randhir noticed her staring and smirked.
"Kya dekh rahi ho?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
She hesitated before answering, "Woh... aapka kada. Bahut achha lag raha hai. Simple aur classy."
Randhir glanced at his wrist and smiled. "Oh, yeh? Maa ne kharida tha jab hum Vaishnodevi gaye the."
Radhika nodded, clearly impressed. Randhir, seizing the opportunity, handed her his phone. "Achha suno, yeh photos dekho aur batao kaunsi post karni chahiye."
They leaned in closer, scrolling through the pictures together. Radhika giggled at some of the candid shots, her laughter lighting up her face. Randhir, while pretending to focus on the screen, found himself captivated by her expressions.
Tarun, sitting nearby, noticed their closeness and frowned, his protective instincts kicking in. He clenched his jaw but stayed quiet, redirecting his attention to the music.
As they continued, Radhika's phone buzzed with notifications. She opened her tagged posts and froze, her cheeks turning crimson. "Oh my god," she murmured, covering her mouth.
"Kya hua?" Randhir leaned in to look.
Radhika hesitated but showed him the screen. Someone had posted fan edits of her and Randhir, using pictures of them hanging out together. The captions hinted at a budding romance. Such Radhika X Randhir , Bhabhi ji Radhika ...., Couple Goals , Same Same but different ...
Randhir smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Lagta hai, hamaare fans kaafi creative hain."
Radhika's embarrassment deepened. "Main kya karoon? Yeh toh awkward lag raha hai!"
Randhir chuckled softly. "Toh? Fans toh wahi sochenge jo dikh raha hai. Shikayat hai toh unse baat kar lo."
Radhika huffed, unable to hide her shy smile. "Aap mazaak mat banaiye!"
At the front, Nivedita had unknowingly drifted off to sleep on Anirudh's shoulder, her hand resting lightly on his bicep. Anirudh noticed and stiffened momentarily but then relaxed, a small smile tugging at his lips. He gently shifted, trying not to wake her.
