Sara's POV
I wore my one-shoulder red and black sheath dress and left my room. Abhi was waiting outside, near the car. When I saw him, I got all numb. He was looking too hot. He was wearing a a red shirt with black blazer and black trousers: man in formals...uff. I went towards him. "Chale Mallika-e-Abhishek?" He asked opening the door of the car. I chuckled and nodded. We four sat in the car. In about half an hour we reached our destination. Abhi's friends were already there. Abhi got Siddharth's call, the call was on loud-speaker. "Han bol Sidd" Abhi said. "Dada, party h kaha yeh to btado! Khud chale gey ham kaha ae?" Siddharth asked. Abhi forgot to tell him. "Sorry yaar woh bhool gya. Hamare Juhu wale farmhouse pe h...aaja ham to ponch gey h" Abhi said and ended the call. We went in.

Siddharth's POV
We went to our farmhouse. Dada organized everything really very well. Lightening, food, decorations, music everything was perfect. When we got it we split into two groups: the girls went to see the garden and we boys stayed inside. It was 8.30. The DJ was playing nice songs but the guys on the stage were lazy, boring and annoing. "Yeh dance kar rhe h ya khujli?" Sumedh asked. I chuckled. For a dancer like Sumedh, it was impossible to stay there just looking at the stage. "Tu jaa na, jaake dance karle!" Dada suggested Sumedh. "Dada agar me gya to larkia bhaagi chali aeghi meri taraf, Amayra ko aane do fir saathme dance krenghe" He said. We were waiting for our girls.
Finally they came. "Kabir jaa jaake DJ wale ko bol k dhang k gaane lagae, tab takk ham stage khaali karwate h" Sumedh said and he went towards the stage. "Chalo chalo, nautanki khatam hui! Ab asli show ki baari!" Sumedh said. In just five minutes everyone left the stage, only the good dancers stayed there. From our side Sumedh and Amayra were on the stage. DJ wala Babu played "Lucky tu Lucky me".