Mishaan Ki Pari ✔ (Silsila Spinoff)

✈12) Mishaan ki Pari hates obnoxious idiots

12) Mishaan ki Pari hates obnoxious idiots

'Limited edition watch hai toh main kya karu?'

Mishti and Ruhaan watched Pari walk across the hall, she was ranting on the call and Ansh was laughing because Pari had just woken up from her sleep and her hair was not a delight to see.

Her curly hair was all undone as she searched for some limited edition watch in her pajamas.

Mishti shrugged when Ruhaan asked her what was wrong. Meanwhile Pari was getting all the more frustrated by the caller.

'Nahi hai, yaha,' She almost screamed coming out of Ruhaan's room, and sitting on the sofa, 'Mishaan, if you want you come and get yaa.'

Mishti rolled her eyes at the mention of the devil's name as Ruhaan shook his head at them, eating the burnt parathas Mishti made.

'No, please don't come here,' Pari held her head, 'Wait, I'll ask.'

She looked at Ruhaan and Mishti, 'Have you'll seen a stupidly expensive watch?'

Mishaan took offense as he yelled the brand's name from the call and Pari held the phone away from her ear.

'Nahi,' Mishti grunted, eating the paratha and Ruhaan shook his head, 'No,'

'Ansh?'

'No,'

Pari yawned, retreating back to the call, 'No one has seen your stupid watch.'

Mishti was eyeing her sister who was on a call with Mishaan, a guy she wanted to keep away her sister from. Yet she couldn't.

'It's not here.' Pari said, sitting on the sofa, lying her head behind on the sofa and closing her eyes, 'How would I know.' She mumbled, clearly sleepy as Mishti smiled.

Ruhaan and Ansh were eyeing the dizzy girl too, because a sleepy Pari was a treat to watch.

'Mishaan, please. Why would I sell your watch?'

Mishti controlled her urge to yawn as Pari yawned and sighed as she saw her sister, 'Don't come here. Please. Tum sir chad jaatey ho.'

Ruhaan chuckled at the but when Pari eyed him, he averted his gaze at his food and Ansh glanced at his mobile while Pari retreated to her call, 'Please. I don't like branded things. If I did, then I'd like you.'

Seeing her sister acknowledging that she didn't like Mishaan, made Mishti swell in pride. Pari was her sister, and if Mishti hated someone, Pari did too. It was another thing that Mishti often disliked a lot of people and Pari sometimes just went with the flow.

'Shut up, idiot,' Pari said, yawning again as she felt her back pricking. She put her hand in the insides of the sofa and got hold of the pricky thing.

Out came Mishaan's limited edition watch.

Everyone else sighed and Pari thanked the Lord, 'Mil gaya, tumhara stupid watch.'

Ruhaan collected everyone's plates and procceded to wash them while Ansh helped clear the table as Mishti still watched the girl talk to Mishaan on the phone.

'Listen, don't come home. I'll meet you somewhere.' Pari said, half sleepy, half irritated, 'If you come home, my sister will kill me.'

Pari absentmindedly said that, still rubbing her eyes as Mishti warmed up again at her mention, 'Ha ha.' Pari said sarcastically, while Ruhaan watched her from the kitchen, 'I'd rather die from Mishti's hands than die for you. And what do you think of yourself?'

Ansh who stood next to Ruhaan whispered, 'We need popcorn next time when these two talk.'

Ruhaan agreed and Mishti glared at them, and Ruhaan shushed Ansh, hitting him slightly on the back of his head. The latter offended.