Thanks for the votes. I got a little of a time from my schedule so thought of updating the story.
I used by butterfly clip to tie my hair in a bun and started changing the tyre. Thank god!, all the necessary supplies was available in their car and that little devil who requested, ok scratch that, who ordered me to change the tyre is talking to the person who is on other side of the car. I can hear her asking all the questions like "Are you wearing this unprofessional clothes to your office?" "Do you like black?" "My NI owns a saloon! don't forget to bring your girlfriend!" and all her question was answered by a yes or a no.
The voice itself held something arrogance and ego in it. I don't know What have I gotten myself into? I sighed and my ninety percent of the work is done. "How much time does it require? It's just a tyre!" came the same voice which said yes or no to every question of Shikha. I looked at the man to give his own words, but I was stunned by the architecture that god created in the form of human who stood in front of me. He had jet black hair, perfect sculptured jaw, fair skin with brown orbs. What caught my attention was the mole above his lips. which I wanted to touch.
I came out of my ogling land and gave him the answer. "It requires a day now." I said and continued my work very slowly. The other two men started scolding to the man who talked rudely and one whom I didn't even talk a bit came and requested me to do my work as soon as possible. I was determined to not to melt, but the genuine request from him made me like a water from ice. I did as soon as possible. The man who talked rudely with me, threw some money on me and started walking to his car.
What? Am I a beggar? Well he shouldn't have done that. I applied some grease on my hands and wiped my hands to his silver Kurta and smiled very sweetly. His eyes turned red and was about to lash out, but the other two said a quick thank you and dragged that angry man from the spot and I just shrugged at the police man who watched all this drama. Now I am going to give some funny punishment to my cute little niece. "Shikha, you are grounded for a week. No playing outdoor, indoor, no eating ice-creams, no favourite chocolate. Understood?" her eyes were like the big soccer and here she started her drama.
"What did I do? I just requested you to help that poor men!" she exclaimed making me more angry. Poor men, she requested me to help that rude, arrogant, poor man. I glared at her and lifted to take her to my saloon, without listening to her pleas to let go of her.
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Someone was continuously ringing the bell of my front door. I lazily got up and opened the door. Without waiting to see who it might be at this hour, I entered and slept. After one full minute I jerked from my sleep. What if the person is a thief, but thief won't ring the door bell and enter, they enter stealthily. I looked at the time which showed 11:00 but Navya never in her life came this early but when I heard her voice probably talking to someone I relaxed and slept off.
I woke up at 4:00am with the same nightmare as yesterday. To take off my mind from this bad mood, I opened the google news which showed the breaking news. "The young daughter of Mahesh. Saxena eloped from her own wedding keeping the groom waiting. Where is she? Did she eloped with her lover or Is she kidnapped?......." the news went on and I went out with browsing some other news, but all news had only one thing that is, the princess of Saxena eloped.
I looked at Navya and thought of sharing the news of the princess being eloped. "Hey, Navya, Did you see the news of......." I was left hanging when I noticed a beautiful woman with lean body, black iris, toned legs and I felt, I have seen her somewhere. "Hi, I didn't know we had guests and you know the most trending news is ....." I was shocked when I saw my mobile screen which had the image of run away bride, but the most shocking thing was she stood in front of me.
I thought I am hallucinating. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the person even then she looked same. "Hi,....Nandini, I will explain you everything." Navya said handing me a coffee. I could not process the fact that the run away princess of Saxena is in front of me and now the Navya. Naveli, who never entered kitchen has made me coffee.
The person next to Navya hesitatingly sat on the sofa and I was still contemplating what was going on? "Hi, I am Alia. Saxena or a eloped princess of Saxena as mentioned in news." she had a small sad smile on her face. She opened the laptop from her bag and opened a folder which had the name 'camera photos'. The photo showed the five people, but three persons were very familiar excluding Alia. "This is Druv. Vedant, whom I love with my life and this is Manik. Malhotra, cousin of Druv." she pointed at the persons who were having a natural smile to the camera.
"Manik's grandfather and my grandfather were best friends, so they decided to take the friendship to the relationship level. They decided to marry off their kids, but unfortunately none of them could get a girl, so they made a contract that their grand children should be married only then the family legacy remains with the family, else it all goes to an orphanage." she said and was thinking something else.
I promise that, I did not tell their grandfathers to make a contract like this. It was the only thing that I could repeatedly say in my mind.
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MANAN- Strings of love
Tiểu Thuyết Chung"Will you stop it Nandini? I can't concentrate on my work!!!" Manik yelled at me but what did I do? I just played my favourite song in loud speaker which I borrowed from an uncle who was the watch man of the public toilet. "What did I do other than...
