Today is the day.. 'The Finale' of Designer's Dream. Last few days were hectic.. And for the final show each designer had to make five dresses in different kind. The five finalists worked hard for their dresses. In all this Hayat had an extra headache given by Murat. She doesn't understand if it's too soon or not.. Like she doesn't Murat that well and anything.. But in that date with Murat she felt perfect..
Flashback:
After eating they both were standing at the edge of the rooftop leaning on the barrier.
"I wanted to ask, how do you know I love Indian cuisine?" she asked because she had the Rajma chawal and butter chicken heartily.
"I know that u and Nandini both are crazy lover of Indian food specially street food but u both are trying to keep it low because of all the spices and butter." Murat chuckled..
"That's true. Now we have it like twice a month."
"Well how did you start first?"
"Because of my mother.. She was an Indian. She was the one who made us fall in love with her cooking and Indian food." she replied having a soft smile and looking far.
"So ur father is American? He married ur mother and brought her here in NY."
"Err.. No not American but he was from different country.." Hayat hesitated.
"Oh.. Do u mind if I ask u something?"
"What do u wanna ask?"
"How did Malhotra and Uzun became rival?"
"Actually our family used to be friends." Murat said and Hayat gasped..
"What?!"
"Yaap.. Our great grandfathers, grandfathers were friends. But our fathers became enemy so we are enemies too."
"What..?"
"I know it doesn't make sense but it is the truth.."
"Oh.." Hayat muttered still not convinced..
"All right.. Enough of talking.. Today all this arrangement is for something else."
"Something else?"
"I want to confess."
"C.. Confess! Murat, I am not a priest. If u want to confess, u should go to the church."
"Are u done with ur nonsense?" Murat glared and she nodded.
"Hayat Mathur, I can't beat around the bush and can memorize a long paragraph praising you.. But u are the best thing happend in my life.. U entertain my boring life. Challenge me every time, keep me on my toes. U have all the things I wanted in a girl and that made me fall for you easily..
I love you, Hayat..
And I want you to become my girlfriend. "
Hayat opened and closed her mouth for several times like a fish but nothing came out.. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath then opened her eyes.
"Are u sure it's not one of ur prank?" She whispered.
"Hayat!"
"Okay.. Don't give me that look.. It's scary.. And who the hell propose like that."
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