Sumedh's POV
I was sitting on a chair and looking at the ground. Someone entered the room. I saw a pair of high heel sandals. Then I slowly looked up: finally it was Amayra. My girl in an off-shoulder red and black sheath dress. I didn't know how to describe her. I went to her. I didn't want to say what every guy says "You're looking amazing, adorable, gorgeous, bla bla bla...". I thought of teasing her. "Amayra, dress me kapra kam par gya tha?" I asked controlling my laughter. Confusingly she said no, and asked me the reason of the odd question. "Nhi mene socha shoulders pe kapra h nhi to shayad kam par gya hoga..." I teased. Initially she listened very carefully as she thought its something serious but at the end she punched my upper arm. I chuckled and embraced her. We stood like that for sometime and then she realized that we should brake the hug. "Ehmm....Sumedh I think ham late ho rahe h" She said. I smiled. "Naah...thora time aur ruk jao na" I said. "Sumedh..." Amayra said trying to brake the hug. "Chalo baba chalo" I finally said. And we left that room. Abhi Dada and Sara Bhabhi weren't ready. Siddharth, Bandana, Amayra and I left, while Dada, Bhabhi, Kabir and Himani were coming in the other car.