Halchal hui, Zara shor hua
Dil chor hua, teri ore hua
Aisi Chali hai hawa, ishq hua hi hua
ISHQ HUA HI HUAAAAA
"WHAT THE HELL, KUHU?" Mishti snapped, throwing her pillow to the ground and sitting up in her bed, completely annoyed with the girl who was dancing her heart out. VERY LOUDLY.
Kuhu whirled around to face her, all smiles and to Mishti surprise answered her chirpily, " mishtiiiii" she shrieked happily, running over to her side and happily plonking down beside her, "Kunal asked me to accompany him to check locations for our company's packages. Meeee."
"What?!" Mishti exclaimed, reaching out to the bedstand for her glasses. She couldn't believe what she was hearing, " and Kunal has time for jobs which could be delegated, and he is doing this with you?!" She said without thinking, trying to make sense of what she had heard.
Kuhu seemed utterly unfazed, "yes" she beamed, "and nothing you say or do is going to spoil this for me" she announced, springing up from the bed.
"Kuhu - woh, I didn't mean to" Mishti muttered, following kuhu to the dressing table, watching kuhu as she retouched her make up, she said carefully, "you like Kunal, don't you?"
Kuhu's hand stalled near her eyebrows for a second before she continued applying her brows, "yes" she replied unabashedly.
Mishti smiled, "and Kunal?"
Kuhu turned around to face her, "woh mujhe nahi pata. All I know is he could have asked anyone to do this. But he asked me. And he could have sent anyone with me. But he is coming. That's enough for now"
Mishti pressed her lips together. She wanted to tell kuhu not to build her hopes up. She wanted to tell her to tread carefully. But she bit back her words, "kitne din ka trip hai?"
Kuhu looked at her through the mirror, a huge smile spreading across her face, "4 days. 4 amazing days. Hashtag best days of my life"
Mishti felt her own eyes widen, "what?!" She exclaimed surprise, "and everyone at home is ok with this?"
At that question, kuhu finally frowned at her, placing her kajal down, she turned around and fixed Mishti with a glare, "Haan. Tujhe kya? Vaise bhi, I have told mama how I feel"
"WHAT?" Mishti shook her head, "you - told - Varsha aunty - that - you - like - Kunal-and-ghar-pe-koi-drama-nahi-hua. Unbelievable!"
Kuhu rolled her eyes, "if you weren't moping around for the last week, you'd know" she snapped
"I wasn't moping around" Mishti retorted immediately.
"Yes you were" kuhu shot back, "vaise ek baat batao hashtag drama queen" she said, planting her hands on her hips, "it's been 10 days since your courtship ended. Why are you still moping around? Don't tell me you miss Kunal" she finished pointing an accusatory finger in mishti's face
Miss Kunal?
"Kunal? No. Abir" Mishti muttered absentenmindedly
"ABIR? You miss Abir?" Mishti's eyes widened as kuhu looked at her curiously. Damn it, she had said that out loud.
"Woh- Haan, important work in the NGO. and he hasn't been reachable for the last week" Mishti muttered hurriedly, hoping to cover up her earlier blunder.
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KISMAT - A MishBir SS
Fanfictionthe story takes off from the show - Mishti and Kunal are in a premarital courtship and Abir is trying to sort out his feelings for Mishti