Is She The One?✔

Chapter 49

Few days later,

Amaaya looked at her reflection, holding three dresses in a row. "Aha, this one is good. But I may look dark in it." She said herself leaving the dress aside and focussed on the other two.

She turned back to see an ocean of clothes in the showroom. "Ergh! Why this much clothes are here to trouble me?

Amaaya got super confused, placing a hand over head. She spun around to look for Ishaan but he was nowhere.

It was then she found him talking in phone with much seriousness. Once he turned back hanging up, his face instantly lit up seeing her.

Ishaan walked to her, observing the exhausted face of Amaaya. "So, done with the shopping?"

"Uh, actually I was too busy checking out the variety materials that I forgot to select one for me." She blurted out.

"WHat? Last time you were saying you reached at the final stage of it with.. three members or something. Now what?"

"Yeah! But I feel like those three ones are equally good and I don't know which one is more good on me." Ishaan exhaled hearing her so normal excuses.

"You can leave Ishaan. I will select it by own."

"Do you really think I will listen to you?" He asked chuckling.

She pursed her lips, "You were saying you had some meeting. What about that?"

"Cancelled." He replied casually.

"Oh jesus! Ishaan, how many times I told you I can manage it all alone. Then why you still here?"

"Now tell me how many more hours you are gonna take." He enquired, crossing his arms over chest.

"I, I need.. I can't tell. It's very difficult you know. Especially without alien, Rinu or Faru."

"Okay cool, take those three."

"What? Three? Last year I bought two clothes you know. And mom keep saying I'm spending a lot of money on clothes now a days. So, hell no!"

Ishaan shook his head in disbelief. Seriously? Two clothes? One year?

"Amaaya, it's not any marriage or something. Just a dinner. Like a treat for which Eby got engaged. What's the big deal here?"

Amaaya bit her lips pondering over some thoughts in mind.

"You are nervous." He said, keenly observing her face.

"Uhm, no. I'm not. Me? Nervous? Why so?" She shrugged without facing him.

"Why so?" He glared her indicating it was better not to pretend anymore.

"Ishaan.."

"Uhm?"

"I'm.."

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"I don't know how your parents and relatives will think of me. I'm sure I'm not that type which they wanted you to be with. Even not close. And, I want to look good before them. Like everyone else there. Atleast not bad. But I don't know what to wear to.."

"Amaaya.."

"Uhm"

He cupped her face, gazing into her. "Why you are thinking that way? They are not going to judge you. And if they do, not by your appearance or status. And if they do that too, you really think I will let them to?"

She remained silent, not leaving his eyes. "You know, I was eight when I met them. I was just a strange kid then who didn't know anything about himself. But they didn't care. They don't. And they won't." He paused smiling.