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Point of view: Bela's POV....
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And yes.... I am a bitch.... Not for everyone.... But I am a bitch for sure for this babbling dustbin in front of me....
Then finally after stammering he spoke up....
"I was saying yuck and ewwwww for your dress.... It's very bad.... And.... It's not upto standard.... Like you know.... It's looking cheap.... And... God... I know you didn't care for yours but I have a standard and reputation in the society.... Such a bad dress.... " , He spoke....
And I literally wondered from where this all is coming....
And I couldn't resist a smirk after listening to his babbling.... And wanna know the reason.... This dress.... His mom only sent this dress and asked me to wear it for reception.... And wow.... To humiliate me he is saying bad for the dress which is chooses by his mom only... Like.... I can tell that this is a very beautiful dress.... And perfect for wedding reception.... But this babbling dustbin.... Seriously how can a monkey appreciate the taste of ginger? And I mentally give myself a high five since something strikes my mind.... I go dial her up on landline.... Since she called me on it and asked me to get ready wearing it.... I don't have her number but I can surely redial her from that.... And yes it worked.... And that babbling dustbin was looking at me curiously while this.... I just smirked and as the call was answered.... I spoke up what I wanted to....
"Hello Mrs. Sehgal.... I mean ma'am.... No it's nothing like that.... Okay I will call you mom only.... Yeah I called you to tell that Mahir didn't like the dress which you sent for me to wear in reception.... Yes mom.... He is saying-" , I couldn't complete when he snatched the phone from my hand and spoke.... Such a jerk he is....
"Yeah.... Mom.... No.... I liked it.... No mom it's a very nice dress.... I mean.... Yes mom it's perfect.... No mom I said nothing against it.... I loved that dress seriously.... And especially the colour.... I loved it mom.... And I love you.... No mom.... She was lying.... Mom.... Are you on my side or hers? Yeah yeah.... Please mom.... I seriously liked it and I can't explain more.... Yes.... Bye take care.... See you soon.... Love you...." , He spoke on call and then disconnected it.... Then he looked at me.... With god know what expression.... One time he was angry... Other time he had a puppy face.... And other time he had that caught look on his face.....
"You are a bitch.... Seriously...." , He said to me....
"And you are an asshole.... At least you could have at least applied some logic.... If this all was so quick and I couldn't get a chance of getting a designer wedding gown then how could have I bought a gown for reception...." , I left him speechless again.... And I again went towards mirror....
"And Mr Sehgal.... I am on 1 now.... You are on 0..." , I said again while grinning proudly through the mirror.... And I love it when he gets pissed off....
He started going somewhere being pissed off....
"Mr Sehgal.... Your mom.... I mean mom send something for you as well.... And I hope you don't find it "yuck" and "disgusting".... It's kept there in the living room on table.... And yeah.... Will you mind if I call your mom only 'mom' ?"
"How can I mind it Miss Sharma.... Oops... I mean Mrs Sehgal? Obviously you would have fooled my mom as well with your fake innocence.... So go ahead.... And yeah.... Don't doubt my mom's choice...."
"That is something you do Mr. Sehgal.... I don't doubt and I don't judge...." , He should get it clear in his mind.... Because I don't deserve his unnecessary rude behaviour and he is the one who is wrong here.....
And he left being pissed off.... And after 10 minutes he comes again in the room and that too fully dressed up.... God knows where did he got dressed.... In living room? Lol....
(Ignore the background please....)
Okay.... Now I know that Sumi mom gave us colour coordinated outfits.... At least now we have something in common.... As I was doing my makeover touch-ups he strides towards me.... I don't know why I get so conscious in front of him that I started touching my hair and dress.... And suddenly he came from behind and he put his right arm on my right shoulder and bended me down along with him and then.... He took the perfume kept on dressing table.... God... Can't he ask me to excuse him.... And what's the need to come close like this.... And then he stood straight and then I stood straight.... He used his perfume while looking in mirror.... But then his gaze shifts at my face which is already heated up with a hint of blush on it.... No way.... I can't blush for this jerk.... And then comes what I least wanted to see.... He smirks again may be after realising what made me blush.... And then as if on the cue... He spoke up after making me enough uncomfortable under his gaze.....
"Mrs Sehgal don't apply your one-way mind in fantasizing about me.... We have time for that...." , And then the jerk smirks again and cocks his head in a direction and gives a knowing look... And I blushed.... God damn I blushed.... That too for this jerk.... Bela.... You are unbelievable....
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