ARRANGED TO AMERICAN (# Wattys 2015 )

= FLASHBACK right from the start

This chapter is dedicated to editor of previous chapter : RashidaTheReader and Madhuri-Parmar who is responsible for the awesome cover page.

Ryan 's pov

    To completely understand  my  relationship  with  my  father, you will have to know the story from the very  beginning , so get ready for long and a little bit  interesting  story , it goes like………….

"Once upon a time there was a young, beautiful and responsible girl who was known for her intelligence throughout her school, which got challenged when she fell for mediocre looking, irresponsible and prankster jerk of high school during her senior year.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Like it happens in every cute love story, she also tamed him by trying to make him responsible. Well…..she did succeeded up to certain limit as the guy became a settled architect after five years, and they took decision of getting married. 

Even girl's father who is also known as main villain of their love story agreed. As per the sources he initially disliked this guy for being a little……..childish and didn’t allow his daughter to date such an immature and irresponsible lad for six months. Eventually he changed his decision, considering their serious relationship (although, I wouldn’t budge from my decision if she was my daughter).

Even  this guy (now man) was not an angel indeed; he took his revenge right after getting married to his daughter in the church itself. He spiked his father - in- law’s drink. No one really knows what was there in that drink but pained expressions of his dear father-in-law throughout  the photo album showed his sudden constipation.

AFTER THREE   YEARS

Here comes the interesting part. They made a wonderful baby and named it Ryan. Son of Mrs Cristian Roy and Mr Josh Roy. This boy was amazingly handsome and intelligent. And lived happily until he was five. Correct.....It's me!

That’s until my father decided that I was the perfect target of his pranks.

I still remember my first prank when I was five and a half, It was when i spent whole day at school itching myself like chimpanzee (that's what my fellow classmates called me for a month)because of the itching powder in my uniform . obviously done by father while giving me a goodbye hug at the entrance of my school . I swear that was the last time I  allowed him to hug me.

I  literally had to bath for three Horus to get rid of it. When confronted by my mother,this is what  he  gave as an excuse  "Come on  Christian, the kid is going to face the cruel world. He should know how  to handle bullies there, right?.And at least he will bath now." what?. It was just four days since i last had my bath okay..

But that didn’t stop me to paint his car pink and stick “I love one direction" stickers. (of'course with the help of my mother). Though that’s not the  only reason we are hell bound on cutting each other’s throat.

Let’s jump some more years Ahead………………………………………………………………....................................................

‘BUT   YOUR   FATHER OWES A WHOLE FREAKING COMPANY RYAN , YOU ARE WORKING THERE , GOT IT?.

“ Right. It’s my father who owes it, not me, I am not interested in buildings dad, I want to become a chef.”

“But..... why....  chef? “ He asked dragging each and every word with anger.

I knew I shouldn’t have started this discussion  so early in the morning and him being in middle of his bath without any water connection didn’t help either. But you can’t blame me, I had to do it. Otherwise he wouldn't listen to me.

“You started music three years ago, and then learned painting for three months, not to forget your football fever in senior  year and it  was final that you wanted to become actor last year. You do know that you were no genius in school right?. Still, I’m offering you a job in my  company,  you should kiss your lucky stars  everyday  that I’m your father young  man.” he bursted out.

“ I’m sure this time dad. Don’t you trust me?”

“No. Now get this freaking water back. My eyes are burning because of this  shampoo.”

"Just give me some money for my restaurant and you will see water coming out of the tap."

“No …. No means no, I will stay in this bathroom for the lifetime. Get blind for the sake of god. But won’t waste my single penny on you." Stubborn man.

“Come on dad, this last time. I really want it I won't disappoint you.” I pleaded.

“Prove it” he said after few seconds

“How?  I’ll do anything .”

“ I will lend you some money as a loan which should be back within three years, not only that your restaurant should be in at least surviving condition, and if you fail to do so, you will bring your ass to my office quietly, deal?

“ Deal accepted old man.” I agreed enthusiastically and left.

  “Water... Ryan….!!!!”  I think someone shouted.

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   From that day onwards he is trying different plans  to shut my restaurant. And I return the favor with same enthusiasm. This cycle continues, this time it was classic. I just didn’t  gelt the result I wanted but that’s not the problem,the problem is…..

“Set the breakfast on table Martha, Ryan must be hungry”

This....

We sat on the table for breakfast like usual, what was not usual was the fact that he was suddenly being  too fatherly. And I needed to know the reason.

As soon as I got up after finishing my plate. I got the clue. “Ryan, you know Giri  right? My Indian friend , lGirish Khurana. His son and daughter are coming  tomorrow. Girish was off to France so I invited them over here . Will you go and pick them up tomorrow morning , please ?.

Please..? Uh ….oh 

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