𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 | Preeran ✓

The day two | chapter sixteen

➳ C H A P T E R  S I X T E E N
the day two.
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Preeta is restless with the packing for their summer camp. It's amyra's first summer camp and preeta have to be very prepared for both of them. She heard there will be lots of games, activities, food and many more things for both parents and children. They have a flight at ten in the morning and she is still packing the clothes of amyra. Preeta made sure amyra had every type of clothes -- which were available in the market. She had got her skirts, t-shirts, dungarees, jumpsuits, jeans and rest of the clothes. She didn't amyra to spend her childhood like how preeta had spent. The arora's were just a budding company, when preeta was a child. They had gone through many struggles and gone through so much, when preeta was pregnant. 

Sarla, Raghuveer, Shrishti and Preeta arora went through so much when preeta was pregnant with amyra and every person -- who knew arora's, had been throwing taunts at them. They were accusing preeta as a  whore. Sarla and raghuveer arora were  silent -- because, they knew there will be a time, when preeta will prove these accusations are wrong. Now, when preeta took over the company and is successful in her life, those people who has been accusing her are vanished. Not a word against preeta arora was raised and that's when raghuveer and sarla arora spoke again. Preeta became more mature now, she realised; a person without success is nothing but trash. So, she worked hard until she's no where a failure and her hardwork gave her results of being an successful person. 

The time was six-fifteen when preeta finished her packing. I have just four hours, more. She thought and sighed, closing the zip of the last suitcase. There were three suitcases -- one was of preeta's and second one's was of amyra. And the third one was -- their footwear. Arora's are conscious about their turnover, clothing and footwear. Sarla arora loves her footwear and the same passed through the heridetary. Preeta got up from her bed and switched off the light to let amyra sleep for more time. She went to the washroom with a towel and brushed her teeth. She did a quick shower and wore her outfit for the day, which was consisted of -- lavender gathered sleeves with surplice neck gucci jumpsuit. She wore this outfit on rare occasions -- like, amyra's first vaccination, amyra's first birthday, amyra's first day at school and amyra's first vacation. The outfit was rather emotionally attached to amyra, than preeta. 

Her brunette hair was curled down at the bottom, with little blow-dry in the middle. She likes her hair to be presentable -- a sleek hair, perhaps. She applied her favourite mac matte red lipstick. She put on her diamond studs and wore her watch. She was finally ready and the time was seven. Yes, she had bathed over an thirty minutes, which is a very quick shower for preeta arora. She jogged down the stairs and reached the kitchen to find a heavenly breakfast made by her mother, sarla arora. It was consisted of -- moong dal cheela with stuffed paneer, gajar ka halwa, coffee with huge amount of cream and sugar. She sighed slowly with a smile. 

"Mum! Why do you need to be so restless. I would've made the breakfast, didn't I?" preeta told her mother and made her sit on one of the chairs. "And, when did you wake up? You didn't get enough sleep last night, right?" 

Her mother smiled at her, placing her warm hand on her cheek. "It's fine, pree. I managed, okay," her mother said, for which she scoffed. "Have your coffee, Pree. Or else, It'll cool down." 

Preeta nodded and took the coffee cup in her hands and took a sip. She moaned and lick the foam formed on her upper lip like an moustache. Her mother smiled and got up to leave. "I'm going to wake Amyra. It's already seven-ten or something." 

"Okay, Mum. Did Dad wake up? I'll go give him his paper and coffee." Preeta asked and sarla arora replied with an 'yes.' Preeta nodded and made his father some coffee and pour in a cup and along with a newspaper, she took the tray to her father's room. As soon as she opened the room, she found her dad smiling up at her. She grinned back and put the tray on the night stand, handing over the newspaper to him. He took an sip from her coffee and gave a thumps up to her, for which preeta squinted. "Dad, how did you know it was me who made the coffee, hmm?" 

His father smiled at her, he's been doing that a lot.  "Your mother puts sugar in the coffee, preeta." 

Preeta bit her lip. She added salt instead of sugar. She looked at his father, who's continously sipping his coffee, looking at the paper. She smiled gratefully at him and rested her head on his shoulder for a while. She was grateful for today and yesterday. She was grateful for god for giving these type of parents to her. She was grateful for everything. 

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"Karan, don't forget to take care of you and Ayaan." Karan's mother, rakhi luthra yelled as he sat in his car to go to airport with ayaan. 

"Yes, Mum and you kiddo, say bye to Grandma." Karan said to his nephew and he waved his hand at his grandmother and the driver drove to airport. It was an twenty-minutes drive from his house to the airport. The radio was playing some bollywood songs, for which both karan and ayaan grooved to. Ayaan is more attached to his uncle more than his parents -- as they come home rarely, from their works. Karan is actually excited for two reasons -- one for the vacation with his nephew and the second -- for his love and his daughter. His daughter. It sounded so foreign rolling of his tounge and he loved the feeling. And, he couldn't wait to spend these ten days with his family. 

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Both preeta and karan reached the airport at the same times. They put their luggages in a trolley and both ayaan, amyra behind them. They take their boarding passes, right after their security check -- along with other parents and teachers. Everyone settle down in the waiting area and both preeta and karan were busy in their mobiles. Amyra and ayaan were bored with the five minutes waiting. They still had thirty-minutes to board their flight. 

"Can I go and talk to my friends, please?"

Both Ayaan and Amyra asked simultaneously. Preeta and Karan nodded their head absent-mindly, as they were busy replying to mails. Ayaan and Amyra grinned and got off from their seats to talk to their certain friends. After they were gone -- both of them realised what they asked and looked around to find none. Neither amyra nor ayaan were there. Panicking both got up from their seats and looked around in the sweet shops, bag and shoe shops and found no one. 

As they were looking around -- Preeta found ayaan and Karan found amyra. 

Preeta and karan went to those children. 

"Ayaan, where's your uncle?" 

"Amyra, where's your mum?" 

Both Amyra and Ayaan replied, "busy in the phone, so I came to talk to my friends." 

Preeta and karan sighed and sat on their seats with the respective child. When preeta was about to get up, ayaan called her, "Aunty, I need a chocolate," he pointed at the chcocolate shop behind her. She smiled at him and took him to the chocolate shop, pulling out her wallet from her bag. 

"Uncle, I need a chocolate," amyra pointed her finger at the chocolate shop across him. He smiled at her and held her pinky finger, taking her to the the chocolate shop. Ayaan pulled her to the west side and amyra pulled him to the east side and got their chococlates. While they stood for the bill, each saw each. 

"AMYRA!"

"AYAAN!" 

Both, preeta and karan yelled -- whilst these both muskeeters closed their ears, with the mischevious smiles. 

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a u t h o r 's  n o t e 

kalachasmas. 

hey, everyone! phew, it took me whole three long hours to finish this chapter! hope you like the update, as many of you asked me for an long one! cheers to us! enjoy reading, y'all! don't forget to vote, comment and share! xx