Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

THE FIRST CONVERSATION ✔

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I'm here again. Again a huge thanks for comments and likes on last part. Hope you will able to enjoy this part same. Guys from now updates could be late as my practicals are approaching and ya rewriting chapters of almost 1900 words is not easy so things may take time. I hope you all will cooperate with me. And ya it's long since I wrote RAABTA so let me know which story you want to read next, FTLS or Raabta.
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Raman put his pen inside his pocket after signing last payment cheque and examined party hall last time which was cleaned as expected and they were ready to retire there places.

"Mihir be at 9 tomorrow. We have to discuss project details"

"You are a big bore Raman. Only yesterday you got married and you are ready to come office. You should spent some time with her"

"And you should stop ranting same song again and again" Raman mimicked Mihir words and greeted few of staffs who were escorting him till main gate. "Today I will clear her everything. It's better to clear issues before it late" Raman finished his sentence and started to at the valet for his car. Before he could ask further he saw his parents walking in another car in tipsy state with help of there friends. Raman sighted seeing them and gestured driver to take them safely. Next his eyes started to search his audi along his wife who was nowhere to seen. It's been two hours since he saw her last at dinner table after that she was nowhere to found. He didn't feel like to care her but he knew how much Delhi is unsafe for ladies in odd hours. Before he could think more Mihir conversation with someone caught his attention, "Ya Romi......yhabks for dropping bhabhi and Mihika. Chal we will meet tomorrow. Bye!!"

"Raman let me know which files you want tomorrow"

"Hmm...." Raman nod silently and instructed driver to drive car at mihir place first, "Where is Romi?"

"Oh he....he went to home after dropping Bhabhi and Mihika. Actually Bhabhi was not feeling well so he dropped her at home and then Mihika"

"I didn't asked for explanation" Mihir made whatever face hearing his stern remark. Soon he reached his apartments and waved him bye. After next few minutes Raman car parked in parking and he made his way towards his room while removing his Jodhpuri Coat. He was determinant to talk with Ishita today. With a deep breath he opened door in expect to meet her but smack his head seeing her fast asleep like yesterday.

"She must belong from Kumbhakarana family." Raman muttered under his breath and placed his watch and wallet on dresser. While removing his socks his attention went over his wife who was dressed in full length silk two piece gown. The robe was little bit loose today which gave him sight of her bare upper neck along her wedding chain. The ornament which constantly remind him about the relation they are sharing now.

"She is spreading herself like bedsheet on my bed." Raman chided seeing her hand which accident fell on his side of bed. He huffed seeing Ishita and made his way towards washroom for quick change.  Soon he took spare duvet and covered himself, he was about to close light but his attention caught by her phone. It was constantly second day when she slept while hugging her mother photo. Dried tears on her fair cheeks conveyed her state to him and all he managed to gave her sympathetic look.

Next morning, the voice of repeated jingles of bangles broke his sleep. He groaned in his sleep, while changing site he his sleepy eyes met with her petite figure who was ready to go downstairs. Dressed in designer baby pink chudidaar, she was busy in untangling her long locks. He peeped inside from duvet and continued to admire her like stalker until his alarm started to rang.