YOU WERE MY SUPERSTAR ✔️

Chapter 29🌟MUMBAI🌟

❝ Some hustle with an ample of bustle, a city that never sleeps yet only dreams.

No pause is enough for the struggle is real, still a sweet home to many millions. ~ Mumbai❤️❞

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MEERA'S POV

" Please fasten your seat belt. We're about to take off." The air hostess announced.

I looked around.

Where the hell was Kush? Is he gonna ditch me again?

There is no way I'm travelling to Mumbai on my own. Not a chance.

" Ms. I'd request you..."

" He's late... " I panicked, standing up.

" Please sit, ma'am..."

" My friend. He's late. I can't go without..."

" Meera... Meera. Relax." Suddenly, he came from the cockpit.

There was no reason to panic but hearing his voice I settled down, fastening my belt. I saw him gesture the hostess to leave. He sat next to me.

" The pilot is my old man's friend. I owe him a 'Hello' " Why was he referring to his father an old man? So weird each day. I nodded.

He handed me a tissue.

" Wipe your forehead, Meera..." I obeyed as a child. I was profusely sweating.

We're about to take off. It was an eight seater Beechcraft Premier I, private plane owned by one of the many companies that Samar Kapoor owned. Suddenly, it struck me. Kush is actually so rich.

Along with Kush and me, there two more officials travelling with us. From their appearance they looked as Kush's bodyguards. I had never seen him surrounded by one but today I wasn't given any brief introduction by him so I was allowed to assume things.

" You really called me 'Your Friend'." He said after we were in air and I was comfortable in the fluffy push back chair.

" Huh?"

" I heard you, Meera..." He smiled.

" But, you really thought I was gonna let you go alone?" He asked.

" Hmm.. I-I don't know. You can... "

"... do anything, isn't it? So, I would've abandoned you on a trip back home?" His frequent use of the word home was increasing my anxiety levels.

" No. I'm just nervous for meeting Mr. Patel. I can't do that on my own. " He knew I was lying and now that had become so often. Hiding my feeling from him, knowing the fact that he's well aware of everything. Even after so many years.

He nodded powering up his laptop.

" Yeah. Here's the schedule. " He landed his MacBook Air to me.
And I was in awe looking at the 5 day schedule.

It was blank expect for the 4 hours occupied to meet Mr. Patel. I expected it to be packed with meetings.

The day we land, i.e it will be Tuesday afternoon around 3 in Mumbai, we'll be checking in our hotel. The schedule is clear for the entire evening and night to adjust the jet lag.

Next morning we have a meeting with Mr. Patel in his office and a on-site meeting till 4. After that for the next 4 days, there's nothing to do.

" Kush? What's this?" I asked pointing to the blank spaces.