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Akshita's pov
I stare at my reflection in the mirror and smooth my palm over the fabric of saree. Simple but pretty. And suitable for the work. I could feel the hammering of my heart, fear clawing my insides and my eyes couldn't conceal the nervousness in them.
I am getting used to this life now. A new change. In past few years a lot had changed and that only for good. This all feels like a dream to me.Too perfect to be real.
"Akshita here's your tea and everyone is waiting for the breakfast downstairs" Aditya emerges from the door balancing the tray of cups in his hand and then place them on the tea table.
"Ek kaam bola aapse voh bhi nhi hua. The saree still had creases I had to re-iron it" He blinks handing the cup of tea to me.
"Sorry I am not an expert like you" He says coming closer to me and my eye balls roll at the choice of his words.
"Now don't make these faces. It's just been a week since you joined madam and you already started sulking at the office"
"I am just----feeling overwhelmed" I let out a loud sigh and settle down the cup. Turning around to take a last look of myself and he comes behind me holding my shoulders.
"I am proud of you" He press a firm kiss on my forehead and my eyes close on its own accord.
"I am proud of myself too" My lips curl into a smirk feeling the sense of pride in me. Ofcourse !! I have to boast about myself. I have worked so hard to reach this place.
"Yes ma'am. Now have your tea and let's go fast. You don't want to be late to your office, just after one week of joining"
"Yeah" I mumble taking a sip of my tea and I mentally note down the tasks I have to do after reaching the office.
"In the afternoon I'll be late as I am going on a shopping spree with the soon to be bride"
"Okay"
Holding my hand he led me downstairs where everyone was already present to have the breakfast. Ishan was chewing his sandwich with his eyes focused on the book kept before him but Aditya snatch away the book from him making him sulk.
"Pehle time hota hai toh padhta nahi aur abhi exams ke ek ghante pehle books mein aisa ghussa hai jaise sab yaad ho jayega" Aditya slides the book in side and sit on his chair to have breakfast.
"Kya yaar bhaiya revise kar rha tha main ? Pata nhi kyu itna padhne ke baad bhi bhul jata hun. 10 saala purana suna hua gaana abhi bhi line by line yaad hai parr 10 ghante pehle kya padha tha voh yaad nhi rehta" Ishan whines making us giggles.
"Yeh books ke songs nhi ban sakte kya ? Easily yaad ho jate shayad aur main bhulta bhi nhi"
"Tum hi kyu nahi bana lete Superstar Ishan Sharma ?" I suggest and he shakes his head.
"Aise boring songs kon sunega. Meri toh dukaan shuru hone se pehle band ho jayegi"
"So it's your last exam ?"
"Thankfully. Yes" He nods, packing his bag and I stroll towards him. Fetching two notes of five hundred and sneak them inside his pocket.
"Bhabhi for what ?"
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