Khush reached to meet Suhani, she have been waiting for him since half hour, he reached at Cafe & look she already done two cups of coffee, he take a seat in front of & mimes first sorry..
Suhani- you late Khush..
Khush- so sorry, actually I leave home early but my stupid bike, won't start on time, so that's why it's bit late..
Suhani- it's ok..
Khush- well for last day, I'm sorry..
Suhani- for that I won't forgive you, 65th time I called you, you didn't pick my one call, it's totally irresponsible behavior, I told you, your decision was too wrong but you, just make your heart & left the place, without meet Pragya aunty, if a bit you late, then what happened, have you little bit of brain, so much I'm upset on you..
Khush hold his ears & to says- I'm sorry, I did a big mistake, seriously I'm sorry..
Suhani turn her face to other side & says- I want one cup of our tea, that too from our place, then I'll think about your sorry..
Khush- ok, come..
They left the cafe in on next moment..
Pragya's head on Abhi's chest, his hand enclosing with her, he says- I was too much miss these our moment..
Pragya- Abhi can I say something..
Abhi- hmm..
Pragya- can we avoid these 12 years topic, because it's hurts , & so many things start to running in mind for moment..
Abhi- hmm, ok, as you wish..
Pragya keep her chin on his chest & ask- so when you are getting engaged with your Meera Joshi..
Abhi laugh a bit & says- now I feel my Pragya is back to normal, who gets jealous by another woman..
Pragya- when you comes here with her first time, & introduce her that she would be your fiancee, that makes me so disturb, I was too hurt..
Abhi kiss on Pragya's head & says- actually I was looking for my love, who hides in Pragya Arora, but my love finally found me back..
Pragya- so that was fake..
Abhi- the fiancee news was right, but my invitation was the fake one, too looking for a jealous Pragya..
Pragya lightly hit a slapped on his chest & says- so mean you are..
Abhi- what, that was trick to know, you still love me or not..
Pragya- so found out that love in me that time..
Abhi- not at all, infact I was too scared, that you become some one else's, even that day you said me, the day you making my favorite cookies, & I asked you, & you gave me answer, that special occasion is anniversary, that makes me so disturb, you makes my favorite cookies for your anniversary, that thing makes me so disturb..
Pragya- have you asked me, which anniversary I celebrate..
Abhi- no..
Pragya- you forget that day, we exchange the rings, the day our engagement happened..
Abhi- you still remembered..
Pragya- I remember each & everything about us, I never forget anything, each detail I remember..
Abhi- I only remember when we married, when I said first time I love you, then some little moment's, but other things, like our alone I remember the most..
Pragya- hmm..
Abhi goes to open his mouth, & Pragya's cell ring, Abhi says- Tch, your cell is killer, who killed our special moment..
Pragya- give me the cell, let me check who is it..
Abhi handover her cell & says- it's King sir..
Pragya getting up from his chest & pick the call- hello sir..
King- Pragya when you will be back to LA, so many pending works are depend on you..
Pragya look to Abhi once & says to King- I'll tell you these soon, is it fine sir..
King- you both have only 15 days, because all works are in your under..
Pragya- yes, I know sir, I let you know the time, give me only two days time..
King- ok..
Pragya cut the call, & Abhi ask to Pragya- what happened..
Pragya- need to go back LA..
Abhi says with upset tone- what..
Pragya- because me & Khush come here on Tourist visa, & so many work are pending, it's all under in my vision, I totally forget about these Abhi, & she look back to Abhi..
Abhi- it's not done, you mean to say you are going back to LA..
Pragya- I'll come to you again..
Abhi getting up from the bed & says with sad tone- no, it's not done Pragya, already we lose so many things, & now we get back together & you are saying, you have pending work..
Pragya too getting up from bed & she hold him through his arm & says- just for some days Abhi, then I get back to you..
Abhi says with cold tone- for how many days..
Pragya- Abhi..
Abhi coming out from her hold & left the room with upset face..
Pragya too gets disturb by Abhi's sad face..
Khush come back to house & found sad face in live area, he walks in & take seat beside Pragya..
Khush look for Abhi, & he ask- you both fight again..
Pragya look to him & says- no..
Khush- then where is Papa..
Pragya- he is upset on me, even Kiara & Nyssa too upset on you & me..
Khush- why, what I did..
Pragya- we have to go back LA..
Khush says with upset mind- why mom, now everything is going well, then why suddenly, what happened..
Pragya take deep sigh & says- so many pending work are remain, & it's only gonna done by me & you..
Khush says with irks face- no mom, not again, I don't want go back to LA..
Pragya- but we have to go..
Khush- what about Papa, Kiara & Nyssa..
Pragya- we will back here again..
Khush- no, no, I can't live these long distance relationship with my family members..
Pragya- but Khush try to understand baba..
Kiara- no Khush, don't, if you both go back to LA, then I know you both won't come back here again..
Pragya- no Kiara baccha, it's not like that..
Kiara- no, I know, last time you said you won't gonna leave me alone, then suddenly you are talking about that you are going..
Pragya- Tch, but it's about work..
Khush- no mom, I'm with Kiara & Papa, I don't want to leave them..
Pragya- but we are not leaving them, just we are going for work matter, that's it..
Khush- still I'm not coming with you..
Pragya- but Khush King sir called me..
Khush- I'll talk with him, but we are not going..
Kiara hold Khush's arm & says- I love you Khush..
Khush hold her hand & says- I love you too, & Nyssa I love you also..
Pragya start to caressing her forehead through her fingers & says with herself- damn how will I make them understand, nor kids are understand not Abhi, why always me & my family..
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