Entangled {With Slaves Of Persia} (Book 2)

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Rahul's P.O.V Continues....

Meera got down from the bed, came close to me. 'Is it real? Are you real?' She said touching my cheeks. Her soft fingers tickled me.

'Yes Meera I am here' I said kissing her soft left cheek.

'Oh my god' she said and ran back to the bed, jumping on it she again lied back.

'Come on Meera, get up. It's already late. Do you wish to miss your Sandy Didi's wedding?' I asked her like as if I was talking to a child.

Nodding her head she said 'No sir'

'Okay I'll wait for you downstairs, get ready and come down' I said and was about to leave the room when Sandy turned up.

'Hello Mister Rahul. I am so happy to see you.' She said hugging me.

'Me too' I responded very superficially.

'I know you are not here purely to attend my wedding but for someone else...Ashok already passed on the information that you were searching for your lady love' said Sandy leaving me shocked.

What the heck? Now she too knows that I love Meera..calm down Rahul..

I tried to convince myself.

'I will wait for you ladies downstairs' I said and was about to turn when I heard Sandy speak again.

'I am sorry Mister Rahul, I didn't mean to embarass you. Please ignore if I hurt your feelings, you know since I am getting married, I have turned emotional and crazy too'

'That's okay.' I wound up our brief chat and walked away from there. Walking down I reached the living room. There were many people looking too busy don't know how busy they truly are...

'You are Rahul Oberoi right?' I heard a male tone coming from my back. I turned around to check who he was 'Yes sir myself Rahul' I introduced myself to this not so old man who must be in his mid fifties.

'Glad you made it son. Myself Nitin Patel, father of Sandy' he said and we both shook our hands.

'Oh hello sir' I greeted 'All these arrangements are too good'

'Thanks son. Partially the credit of this decoration goes to Meera. She is such a lovely girl. She has been helping us a lot with all the works' he said. I felt very proud hearing Mister Nitin praise Meera.

'Thats nice to hear sir'

'Parul...Parul' he said very loudly 'come and sit here son' he said tapping on the neat looking marron coloured sofa.

'Yes, why are you shouting Nitin?' A lady wearing a saree came to the place we were sitting.

'Parul, meet the young man, he is Mister Rahul Oberoi' he introduced me 'And son she's my beautiful wife Parul'

'Hello Ma'am' I said standing up.

'Oh no need for all those formalities son. Please sit. I am so happy, you took out time from your busy schedule and came to attend our daughter's wedding' said the lady with a huge smile.

Why are they all so happy?

'Son did you have your breakfast?' Sandy's dad asked me.

'No sir. Not yet'