Third Person POV

Ahana sighed deeply, she banged the bathroom door hard and shouted  “Aarav.. Bathroom mein hi interview de do tum, aur Manvi wahi baithe baithe projects sign karna besharam kahike” 

Virat and Khushi were the happiest souls standing there as Ahana finally admitted they are “besharam”. They shared high-five with each other. 

Ahana glared at them, and Khushi stood quietly like an innocent child. Ahana said “neeche jao.. Virat tum ise school chodo” 

Khushi was tense, she denied “nahi.. Dadda.. Chod denge na” 

“Tumhare dadda ko romance karne se fursat mile toh hi kuch karenge.. Go” Ahana scolded, and then Virat held Khushi’s hand and took her out of the room. 

They didn’t want to miss the chance, Ahana scolding her most pampered son and his wife. So, they stood outside next to the door to hear what’s going to happen. 

While inside the bathroom, Manvi glared at Aarav. He was in a state of shock to hear Ahana’s loud voice and uttered “bhabhi yahan kya kar rahi hai..” 

Manvi scolded him a whispering tone “tum hamesha darwaza lock karna bhool jaate ho aur phir mujhe embarrassing situation mein phasate ho”

Aarav eyed her and said “andar bahar toh tum kar rahi thi.. Aur darwaza maine band nahi kiya” 

Manvi argued with him further “bathroom mein toh tumne kheecha na mujhe.. Zara bhi control nahi apne hormones par tumhe” 

“Mujhe rok sakti thi na tum.. Desperate main hi nahi hota hamesha” Aarav exclaimed. 

Ahana sighed as she was able to hear their argument and shouted “tum dono ladna band karke bahar aate ho ya main darwaza kholke andar aau.. I am sure ye bhi khula hi hoga” 

She kept her hand on the door knob and pushed it down, Aarav and Manvi shouted “nahi… hum aate hai” 

Ahana left the room, and Virat and Khushi burst out laughing hard. 

Manvi asked Aarav to open the door slightly to check if Ahana had left. Aarav moved out of the cubicle and slightly opened the door, he beeped out and didn’t find anyone around. “It’s clear Manvi” 

Manvi pushed him out of the bathroom giving him a hard push. Aarav was left shocked at her act and asked “What..” 

Manvi glared at him “get my clothes from the wardrobe..” she ordered. 

“Pyaar se bolo ye kya tarika hai pati se baat karne ka” he said making a face. 

“Shut up Aarav.. Tumhari wajah se na abhi daant padne waali hai humhe chup chap mere kapde laake do” Manvi said in an annoyed tone. 

“Are relax! Bhabhi nahi daantengi.. Newly wedded couple hai na hum” Aarav said with confidence. 

Manvi looked at him, he moved to the wardrobe and got the clothes for her. She snatched it from his hand and closed the door on his face. 

Aarav sighed.. “Iska gussa toh naak pe hi rehta hai.. Ab kya miya biwi saath mein naha bhi nahi sakte” he shrugged his own shoulder and commenced towards the wardrobe. 

He took out his formal clothes, wore them. He adjusted his hair properly and started to whistle. After 10 minutes, Manvi stepped out. 

She threw the towel on top of him, Aarav grabbed him and turned. He glared at her.. “Ab kya kiya maine??” he asked. 

“Mera dimag kharab” she informed and moved out of the room. 

Aarav murmured “dimag hoga toh hi toh kharab karunga na..” 

He threw the towel on the bed and rushed out of the room. He descended the stairs and stopped when Ahana was standing in front of him. 

Aarav glanced at the dining table, Manvi was silently eating the breakfast. Aarav smiled broadly at Ahana and said in a normal tone “good morning bhabhi” 

Ahana picked up the cushion from the couch and started to hit him with it. Aarav was shocked at her act while Khushi and Virat were trying hard to control their laughter. 

“Bhabhi.. Aap mujhe maar kyun rahi ho?” he asked innocently. 

“Time dekho Aarav… 10 minute mein interview hai tumhara.. Breakfast bhi nahi kiya hai ab tak kya zaroorat thi manvi ko bathroom mein kheechne ki haan?” Ahana scolded him. 

Aarav glared at Manvi, who passed him an innocent look. She stood up, picked up her bag and said “Khushi chalo tumhe school drop karte hue office jaungi” she signalled khushi, who was enjoying this. Manvi passed her a glare and she moved out with Manvi. 

Aarav was left with an open mouth as both mother and daughter escaped leaving him to bear Ahana’s anger and scoldings. 

“Bhabhi suno toh” Aarav tried to explain but Ahana didn’t give him a chance. 

“Kya sunu?? Virat ko bola maine mera devar toh ready ho raha hoga par janab romance karne mein busy they” Ahana confronted him. 

Aarav smiled.. “Bhabhi interview hai mera.. Main wo..”

“Kya wo? 10 minute mein pahuch jaoge office haan? Mumbai ka traffic tumhare baap ka hai?” Ahana shouted at him. 

“Nahi nahi.. Wo ramu kaka ki bike leke jaata hun na..” he moved out of the house in a rush. 

Ahana shouted “helmet leke jaana..” 

Virat sighed and murmured “ye daant mei bhi care dikhati hai…”

Ahana rolled her eyes towards Virat and crossed her arms across the chest “tumhe special invitation dun office jaane ke liye?” she asked, raising her eyebrow at him. 

“Are maine kya kiya? Mujhe kyun daant rahi ho?” he asked innocently. 

“Niklo tum Virat yahan se..” she showed him the way out. Virat moved out without arguing with her further. 

Ahana sighed deeply and sat down on the couch “God.. sabke sab ek se badhke ek hai..” 

She heard Vihaan crying and closed her eyes  “aa rahi hun Vihaan” she rushed the room and got engaged in handling him. 

Manvi was driving while Khushi was sitting beside her. Khushi was tense and nervous, she was finding a way to escape from school. Manvi glanced at her and asked “khushi kuch hua hai kya?” 

Khushi diverted the topic with “haa.. Aap aur main badi maa ki daant se bach gaye..” 

Manvi smiled and replied “haan bas shyam tak.. Tumhare dadda bhi na jab dekho mujhe fhasa dete hai embarrassing situation mein” 

Khushi commented “Acha.. sab galti bas unki hoti hai.. Aap bhi wahi chahte ho jo dadda chahte hai” 

Manvi glared at her and said “Tum uski side ho ki meri?”

“I am neutral,” Khushi replied smartly. 

Manvi stopped the car in front of her school and smiled “very smart reply.. Chalo school aa gaya.. Tumhare dadda tumhe pick up kar lenge din mein” 

Khushi smiled fakely and stepped out of the car. She knew till she entered the school Manvi won’t go. Khushi turned and entered the gate while Manvi drove away to her office. 

Khushi stepped out after a few minutes and took a deep breath “gayi.. Lekin ab main kaha jau?? Ghar bhi nahi jaa sakti..” 

She just began to walk on the streets, she was lost in her own thoughts “khushi.. Kya kar rahi hai.. Mumma ko pata chalega toh teri khair nahi bahut daant lagane waali hai” 

She took out her phone and was about to call Manvi but let it go as she didn’t want to hurt her. “Chodo… bas ek hafte ki toh baat hai koi bhi bahana bana dungi kal haan..” 

Aarav reached the office for an interview, the lady called his name and he went inside “thank god.. Time pe pahuch gaya” 

He sat in front of the HR and gave him an interview. They were impressed with degree but he lacked experience and in just one year of his job he resigned. 

“Sir.. I had some personal issues that is why I resigned.. This won’t happen in future” he said honestly. 

“Sorry Mr. Malhotra, agar aap apni professional aur personal life balance nahi kar payenge toh.. I don’t think so..” he said and Aarav felt dejected. 

He moved out of the office with a smile and came to the same street where Khushi was wandering around. He sat down on the bench for a tea while Khushi was two stalls away eating pani puri. 

Aarav thought “kitni confidence kal bhabhi ko bola tha job mil jayega.. Aur biwi toh lecture suna sunake maar degi mujhe… “ 

He rolled his eyes towards the left and was shocked to find Khushi standing at the Pani Puri stall. 

Khushi also saw him and gulped down her throat “marr gayi.. Dadda yahan kya kar rahe hai” Aarav was approaching towards her and Khushi remainted still at her place tensed.

To be continued..

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