Surprisingly, kritika blushed and looked down at her hands, and what she said shook whole my world.
"Sure baby, tum teeno aao na, we will have fun." She winked at them and ran out of the hall.
The boys gave a smirk to each other and got to follow her. I and sanaya gave each other a look of confusion and sprinted towards kritika.
As soon as we came outside, all of our confusion vanished in thin air. Let me tell you what I saw, two men lying on the ground with broken arm and a broken leg and bleeding noses. The third one was being strangled by kritika. The anger her eyes held could alone burn a person alive. Sanaya ran forward and grabbed kritika to save the poor man's life.
"You moron! Batati hu tujhe ladkiyon ko kese chedte hain saale!" Kritika yelled at the top of her voice.
"Party over, let's leave" I said and signaled the two to follow me.
Behind me I could hear kritika screaming, "You assholes! Good for nothing jerks! Blockheads! I'm going to kill you mongrels!!"
I shook my head and continued my way to the parking.
At home, we all changed to pajama's, too tired to talk to each other and went to bed. I mentally noted to give kritika a good scolding because of tonight's event.
The last thing I heard before falling asleep someone yelling downstairs.
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Allergic to love
أدب الهواةSo here, I present a sandhir fanfic. A girl, sanyukta who is ready to throw up at the though of love. A boy named randhir who is waiting for the love of his life. Wha happens when these two opposites, cross their paths at a family occasion and are...
