Dosti

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It was her chaos
that made her beautiful
~ Atticus

Song of the chapter : Sawaar loon by Monali Thakur.

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"Kaha fass gaya mai" Hriday mutters under his breath and I look at him sideways, angrily.

Ye toh mujhe kehna chahiye.

We get outside the house and go to the parking space. I open the door myself to his Audi and get in. He gets in after me and starts driving.

I love daadi, I really do, but I'm so angry on her right now. Jodhpur jaane tak thik tha but now she forced Hriday to take me shopping for the wedding clothes.

Yesterday I made a scene that I didn't want any clothes with his money aur aaj dekho.

Okay I agree I don't have any nice clothes for a rich wedding but mai manage kar leti Neelima aunty se advance maang ke.

"I'll give you the money back. Mujhe aapke paiso se kuch nahi chahiye" I say suddenly.

"Tumhe paiso ke alawa kuch dikhta hai ke nahi?" He snaps.

"Jaise aapko bahot dikhta hai" I say.

"God! I'm done arguing with you every minute of the day. Just sit back and keep your mouth shut" he says taking a brief look at me and then focuses his eyes on the road.

Jo bhi ho. I'm gonna pay him back!

When he stops on a signal and leans towards me, I press myself back into my seat.

"What are you-"

He opens the glove compartment and removes his Ray-Ban sunglasses.

Oh.

He wears them and continues driving with one hand on the steering wheel.

Oh.

Not bad.

Instead of wearing his formal pants, he's wearing faded jeans today. He has his signature white shirt on but with sleeves folded and the top two buttons undone.

Um okay.

He stops the car in front of a big shop and I gape at the designer ethnic dresses that are on display.

Inke paise chukaane ke liye meri kidney bhi kaafi nahi hogi.

"Shravni?"

I look beside me and Hriday is already standing there with the door open for me. I get out and he walks beside me as we enter the store.

"Hey Hriday! Hi Avni" a woman, the age of Hriday I guess, walks towards us and hugs Hriday and then me.

"Of course you don't know me. I'm Poonam, the designer of all the dresses in this store and also Devika ke maasi ki ladki. I'm so glad to finally meet you. I've seen so many snaps of you with Devika on social media" she says animatedly and I smile.

"Poonam, we're really running out of time. Devika told you what to do na? Please be quick. Shaam ki flight hai" Hriday says and I roll my eyes.

Arrogant. So bloody arrogant.

"Yes sir" she salutes him.

Hriday lightly shakes his head and Poonam leads the way to the rows and rows of dresses and sarees as I follow her looking behind.

Hriday opens his laptop and sits in a corner. I roll my eyes.

Poonam starts throwing dresses my way and pushes me inside to try them. Her designs are really really gorgeous but everytime I see the price tag, I get a heart attack.

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