MaNan- She is to be Loved

Chapter 3- His first impression!

~Love or Hate, you always check with your Heart's desires~

-Affu-

In India

Murthy's Mansion

"Sooraj. Stop eating like a Rhino." Vandana scolded, when she saw her husband coughing, who was having his evening tea and biscuits. "And why the hell are you talking on Phone, while you eat? Doctor kisne banaya tumko?" she added, while snatching the mobile from Sooraj and keeping it on the table.

"Oh *cough* Ma ki Rabji *cough*" Sooraj panted before drinking a glass of water and took his mobile again to check the number, which obviously proved the call was made from India.

"Phir se mobile?" Vandana kept her hand on her hips, while the youngsters watched the drama going on, with too much of interest. Sooraj-Vandana are the tom-and-jerry couple of Murthys.

"Vandana!" Sooraj yelled and stood up and held onto her shoulders, who stared at him aghast. "Wo yah----" he trailed off when he remembered her saying Aur haan, kisiko bathana math..mere barein mein. Teek hain? and he gulped with a sad face.

"Sooraj! Hua kya hai?" Vandana shook his shoulders, who stared at his wife with a horrified look on his face. "I might die." he said and turned around to leave, when he came across his father's suspicious gaze.

"Suna tha ki daughters bring happiness, lekin meri beti tho heart attack saath mein laayi hain yar. (But my daughter has brought heart attack with her.)" Sooraj muttered to himself, who looked like he would cry buckets.

"Whose call was that?" Yashjeet asked, and Sooraj gulped before trying to smile sweetly.

"Uh..Papa ji, wo...it was a call from..Hospital. They just..wanted to meet me." Sooraj grinned, and Asad raised his left eyebrow at it.

"Chote Papa! Why are you sweating?" Viren asked, who walked towards Sooraj to stand beside him, and got to see his neck filled with sweat.

"Uh..k-kuch nahi. Bas, tand nahi lag raha hain, isiliye sweating." Sooraj replied sheepishly, and then turned to give a sheepish smile to his father, who still had that rigid look on his face.

"Hain? Tand nahi lag rahe hai tho sweating? Ye kya ice-factory hai ki ek baar temperature thoda change kar tho melting shuru?!" Sidharth commented confusedly, and Sooraj shot him a glare.

How on Earth is he supposed to get rid of this situation?!

"Nahi! Ye Lava factory hain ki Air conditioning chalu nahi hoga yaha!" Sooraj retorted, and Sidharth widened his eyes.

"Aap ne joke maara! Wah! I thought, you had lost your brain." Sidharth grinned, while Sooraj turned to Asad, who nodded at him.

"Sid!" Asad glared at Sidharth, who started to crib. "Hadd hothi hai! I was having time of my life." 

"Sooraj!" Yashjeet raised his eyebrows at his son, totally ignoring the drama going on.

"Papa..sach mein, I really got a call from my Hospital, and it seems urgent, isiliye I was coughing." Sooraj explained himself, and Yashjeet nodded at him.