Chapter 30
"I know I'm so hot and please don't feel jealous." Aju looked up the man with thick black hair through the mirror.
Ishaan shook his head in disgust. He had been hearing the same words for the n-th time.
"What the hell is this man?" Aju moved his hands in exasperation.
"What?" Ishaan narrowed his eyes.
"Are you gonna wear this for the party?"
"Yeah." He replied in a cool way.
Aju scanned him from head to toe. Ishaan wore a denim shirt with jeans in a casual way. His hair was a total mess.
"Man, you look terrible. Atleast, comb your hair." Aju pointed.
"Well, I don't care." Ishaan glanced him before leaving his bed room.
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"Rinu, where on earth are you now? I have been waiting for you and you are saying that you are stuck at traffic, huh?" Anjali bursted out in anger, talking with her best friend.
"Calm down sweetie. I'm checking out a hot guy nearby. Thanks to the god of traffic!" Anjali groaned at her before hunging up.
"I think you need an iced coffee to cool down." She turned around to see him with a coffee in hand.
"Eby?" She asked out in a half surprise. He gave his very charming smile for it.
"You really think that I will have this coffee even after making me to come here very early for the party?" She folded her hands over chest and looked up him for the reply.
"Yeah. Because this coffee is irresistable. Just like me." Eby shrugged his shoulders looking heavenwards.
"I don't want anything. You told me that party would start at seven and for heaven's sake, I'm the first guest here. Liar!"
"So what? Ishaan is giving prizes for the very first guest."
"Very funny" She caressed her long silky hair without facing him.
"You look uhm..." He took a step closer to her. She lifted up her chin to look him.
"Beautiful." He whispered.
They locked gaze for a second before Anjali jumped from the cold thing felt on her arm. It was then Eby came to notice the cold coffee he was holding.
"Oops! Sorry" He took back his hand as she smiled looking down.
"Here. Have this" Eby handed her coffee with a smile.
"Ahem ahem" Eby furrowed his brows hearing someone clearing his throat. He already made a mental note for a murder if it was Aju.
"I too want an iced coffee" Farhan stood between the couple with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Go and ask your red lips." Eby gave an annoyed look.
"Unfortunately, Ishaan didn't invite her." Farhan bit his lips in disappointment as Anjali let out a small laugh.
"But he invited Kaira." Aju walked to them with a grin.
"A new T-shirt? Like seriously? This is not a party for your achievement." Eby turned to Aju who was acting like he was deaf.
"Hey Anjali, how are you?" Aju moved to her to which Eby shook his head in disbelief.
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"Ishaan, why didn't you wear that three piece suit? You bought it for today, right?" Ishaan twited his lips, getting annoyed with the tone of his dad.
"I felt like wearing this." He once again messed up his hair causing his dad to notice how horrible he had dressed up for a party.
"Your business partners will be coming here and you dressed up like your college day is going on."
"Can't you see our son is looking gorgeously handsome in this outfit?" The two heads turned to see a very cheerful face. Mom..
Ishaan rolled his eyes watching his parents arguing about his outfit. He looked at the other side and felt a nerve of disappointment when he saw Anjali and Rinu talking with the trio.
He made a mistake! A terrible one!
He should have call her so that it would be an end of his painful feeling inside.
"Will this plan work?" Eby asked, noticing the disappointed face of Ishaan.
"It will. Wait. It did." Aju replied with a huge smile, looking at the doorway.
"Amaaya?" Eby smiled richly.
Amaaya stood at the doorway as if her head had hitten by a frying pan. Her eyes popped out taking a full picture of the house. Expensive lights there made her eyes twinkle.
"Close your mouth girl." Mehak brought back her to the senses.
"Oh my! This is huge. I'm sure I will forget my way back to the door." She was still in a shock.
"Enough. Let's move from here." Mehak was about to move when she noticed a sad face of Amaaya.
"What happened Ainu?"
"I'm here without an invitation and I feel like I should not have heard you people. I'm sure he will shout at me for this. Like always." She looked down feeling uncomfortable.
"What are you talking? His Mama called you and asked you to come because he was busy then. And why you are thinking he will shout at you?" Mehak let out a loud breath.
"So you girls are going to stay here only?" Aju walked to them with Eby.
"Uh, we.. nothing!" Mehak stuttered.
"Hey! Why you look so dull?" Eby noticed the odd expression of Amaaya.
"No. I'm okay Eby." She pressed her lips to give a closed mouth smile.
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"Like really? You came here without any invitation from him?" Farhan let out a laugh, resting his hands on stomach.
"Stop it Faru!" Amaaya crossed her arms and watched him wiping away his tears.
"Wait. Let me breath." She rolled her eyes as he kept on over acting.
A heavy feeling clouded her heart once she came to see him walking down the stairs. Ishaan.
"You were almost like enjoying his company."
His words kept echoing in her mind that she felt regret for coming there.
Ofcourse, she felt hurt.
She had never felt this much hurt when the same thing was said by Alwin.
But from Ishaan, it was the least expected.
Amaaya watched him joining his buddies who were busy making fun of Anjali and Eby. She did not even notice when Farhan had left her.
"Anjali, you should learn to bear with his stupidities." Ishaan pointed before leaving a slight smile.
Amaaya swallowed hard thinking he really made effort to call Anjali and Rinu. But not her.
She felt like she was no one realizing that he did not even call her by her name. Not even once!
She blamed herself for being so stupid. She should not have come there.
Atlast, Amaaya made up her mind to believe it was the fate of the whole middle class. Being avoided and insulted before everyone.
She decided not to be seen before him. Or else he would shout at her like every other time.
Ishaan was talking with Farhan when he came to see her like a flash. She turned around to leave when it happened.
"Amaaya..."
Her heart stopped beating when she heard that familiar manly voice. She was unsure to turn back and face him.
A glint of curiosity filled his face with delight. He was impatiently waiting her. For her single glance.
Amaaya exhaled deeply before turning around to see him. Her heart leaped to her throat as she faced him.
Then the world seemed to be seeking an end for him.
He could not wait any longer that he took small steps to her. With his each steps, she could see his smile widening.
She was still in a shock. What on earth was happening?
Ishaan stopped once he could feel her breath. He gazed her as she lifted her chin up to meet his intense eyes.
This was the moment he had been waiting for a couple of days.
Ishaan smiled a smile that made him to look more devilishly attractive.
She parted her lips watching him smiling at her. She had never seen him this much happy before!
When she got back her senses, she opened her mouth to speak out. But her dry throat failed in it.
Amaaya cocked an eyebrow at him silently asking 'What?'. Ishaan smiled and shrugged his shoulders passing the message 'Nothing!'.
She tilted her head and narrowed her eyes, giving 'I-don't-understand' look. He raised his arm in air, a gesture of showing 'You can have your way'.
Amaaya spun around, feeling a slight relief from his intense eyes.
A smile was playing on her lips without the concern of her mind.
Ishaan turned around and let out a sigh of satisfaction. He was still smiling. Smiling like nothing.
"Are you gone insane? Why are you smiling like this?" His mama asked curiously, breaking his thoughts.
"Uhm, I was.. nothing!" He gave a rich smile before leaving her.
"Why I'm feeling like I had done something great?" Mama asked herself and shook her head in disbelief.
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"Okay then, bye." Kaira hung up after talking with her cousin sister.
"Kaira" She looked back to see Farhan who was leaning over there with his hands in pockets.
"Farhan" She said almost whispering.
"Why you are standing here alone?" He asked, checking around the dimly lit terrace.
"Uhm, I was talking with my cousin." She replied, trying to avoid eyecontact.
Feeling her discomfort, he came closer to her and took hold of her hand.
"Look at me Kaira." He looked down at her as she tried her best not to let her eyes to get wet.
He lifted her chin up to face him. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay Far..." She pressed her lips together without being able to finish it.
"Kaira, you should...you should move on. I can't see you like this."
"I'm trying. But it's really hard." She shook her head holding tears.
"I'm not good for you Kaira. I can't make you happy. My life is a tragic one and I don't want you to suffer with me. You are worth of something more." Farhan placed a hand on her shoulder to console.
"It's okay. I need a little time to get well." She wiped away her tears and tried to give a smile.
"I like you a lot Kaira. But I can't do this." Farhan let out a sigh.
"Well, how is your red lips and all?" She tried to change the topic in which she was failing to contol.
"You too started calling her that way?" He gave a sad smile, looking her.
"You know something?"
"What?"
"You should stop hiding your feelings from everyone. Because we don't know if we will ever get a chance to say the things out loud."
"What are you talking about?"
"The feeling of lost is terrible than you think Farhan. I'm experiencing it right now. "
"I don't understand."
"You should not let yourself to lose her. The one for you."
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(?) Which is your favourite couple?
--- Eby and Anjali?
--- Ishaan and Amaaya?
--- Farhan and Kaira?
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