Part 1

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GAURI'S POV

I opened my eyes and looked towards the door.... As usual my little angel is knocking on the door for the last 15 minutes.... Oh god today is Sunday.... I want to sleep.... I covered my head with the duvet and closed my eyes for a peaceful sleep.... "peaceful sleep? That too in this house no way ms guari kumari Sharma" I smiled at my own thoughts closing my eyes...

"gauri...... Wake up"

I heard his voice outside my room.... Oh god he is angry.... I shot open my eyes.... Cursing everything and everyone.... I opened the door...

'bhai, for god sake today is Sunday and I want to sleep.... '

'gauri its 10'o clock...enough of your beauty sleep...'

' I hate you Mr shivay rathore Sharma...'

' I too hate you miss gauri kumari Sharma...' I shot draggers at him...

'let her sleep shivay.... ' I heard Anika bhabhi's voice from the kitchen....

'exactly.... Your wife has something in her head....'

'are you going to sleep again? Then you are going to see the worst in me....'

' no way shivay... You are not going to make her cry.... Today is her special day....' Bhabhi came to me with her special chai... Ofcourse bhai's chai is best.... But Bhabhi's chai has an extra ingredient love.., mother's love...

I smiled at her and took the cup from her.....

'where is dad?' I asked while sipping the tea.

'he is studying the newspaper. Gauri go ,get ready fast... Shivay plz help me in the kitchen....' Bhabhi ran back to the kitchen... I am sure, she is going to burn something today.

' I don't think this proposal going to work...' I sip my tea looking with a mischievous hint in my eyes

'why?'

' Bhai.... Don't u know...i am a feminist.... Don't you dare to think I will easily settle in someone's kitchen... '

'we will see' he said with an angry tone in his voice...

Before he going to smack my head I turned and rushed towards the bathroom.... I spill the cold water to my face.... I felt fresh.......

It take almost a long 2hrs to get ready into my simple white salwar.... I love white....

'aunty....' Shivika my little angel called me.... I looked at her through the mirror.... The little three year old is busy with her toys....

' I love you...'

'love you too my little angel '

She is our angel..... The girl taken after me.... The one who is too close to me and vice versa... May be more than our parents....

I heard the voice outside my home.... They came.... Today is my special day like Bhabhi says ...someone is came to see me... And ofcourse I am nervous like hell....

After a whole 15 minutes I heard dad calling me.... I walked to the living room..... I felt my hand shiver..... I looked at dad he is smiling....

' this is gauri....' Shivay bhayia introduce me to them... I stand near to Anika.... Looking everywhere else... Not at them.... Oh god what happened to me....

'gauri... This is omkara, and this his father tej and mom jhanvi and this is his brother rudra...'

I smiled at them with modesty... But my eyes already catch his gaze... I suddenly looked down...

' gauri is a lecturer right...'mrs oberoi asked.

I nod.... I felt my mouth is getting dry.....

'i think gauri is too nervous' his father commented looking at me...

' and I am seeing my sister like this for the first time....' My brother laughed at his own jokes... Oh god I want to smash his head....

'i need to talk to her...' I heard the voice I waited to hear....

'gauri.... Show him the place...' Dad said and I looked at him... I saw he getting up from his seat....

Ok finally we are going to talk.....

That's the first part what to know your thoughts....

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