It had been days since their night stay. Though that night had brought this group together, but the Khurrana's and Abhay had to keep the rivalry in face of their families. The people of Dehradun were walking on egg shells as the serial killer, that the police had named him, hadn't been caught yet. Asad, Abhay, Neil, and Jeh had been patrolling the every alternate nights to catch, the attacker in their supernatural skin. The night curfew had been made more stricter, following the dead bodies they had found. Even for holding up events, social, cultural or formal, the citizens had to take permission from the authorities. This was also done during today's night at Dobriyal Niwas which was patrolled by huge group of cops and other security officials. It was Panchi's birthday as well as, Arnab had huge success in his business overseas. That had called for celebration, and he had invited all his business associates that included, Rathores, Khans, Khurranas, Raichands, Diwans, Goenkas and many more.

Abhay had particularly asked Haseena for a wardrobe makeover. Since, he was getting accustomed to his powers day by day, he had thought to also tame his style. It was all because of Piya he thought and concluded that he was also dressing up for Piya today. He wanted her eyes on him and only him.

" Madhu are you ready?!! All guests are arriving!! "
Arnab asked, entering his room.
" Yes. I am ready. And everything is perfect. But. "
She was donning a purple and green saree, with khandani jewellery.

" But, what?!! "
Arnab wanted this evening to be smooth and enjoyable. He knew the people had many restrictions, but he wanted them to relax for this night and enjoy too. Hearing Madhu's hanging statement he frowned.

" Have you checked on girls, are they ready or not?!!! Would we be doing everything?! Now they are adults and I think they should also, take some responsibilities in welcoming the guests.
Check on them. Go. "

" You are correct. I'll go check on them. "

" And make sure they are wearing what I asked them to. "

" What did you asked them?! "
He stood on threshold. He didn't wanted to get balled around between mother and her three daughters, therefore he decided he would ask her.

" Today, your many associates are coming, I wanted them to look presentable. As these are kinds of functions when we parents seek grooms for them. You know what I mean! "
She laughter at last.

" Isn't Panchi getting married, whom do you want to search groom for? "

" Don't you have 2 more daughters to look for! Seriously, Arnab you are making me angry now. Just go and do as I say!!! "

" But, they both are little!!! "
He protested.

" Don't eat my brain and go!!! Check on them!!!! "

He exited, not wanting to fuel her up more.

Panchi was ready in lime yellow saree, with diamond jewellery. Her hair were left open with soft curls. She was right now having headache making Misha wear her saree.

" That drap will go in this way. "
She admonished her, and pinned the drap of saree with misha's sleeveless T-shirt.

" Well. Aren't you two looking gorgeous!!! "
Arnab entered, caring his carefree walk with smile on his face. He had dark blue shirt with black suit which was pressed hard.

" Papa. See na mumma is making me wear a saree!!! "

" Shhh! Mish! At least you are wearing it with a t-shirt, without asking her. I am held up here in a tight blouse that gives me no room for breathing. Now, let me do my work. "
She went on looking for the palette of eyeshadows, as she had yet to finish Misha's makeup.

" Papa. Did you had any work here?! "
Misha asked checking herself in the mirror. " Achi dikh rahi hoon mein. Aur ye tshirt bhi suit kar rahi hai mujhpe. Haina papa. "

Arnab hadn't seen anybody wearing a T-shirt with a saree, therefore he just agreed with Misha.
" Yes beta. Your mumma was asking that have you gotten ready?! And asked me to check. She wants you all to welcome guests. Or atleast, act like a host maybe. "

" Oh! Woh toh Piya se hi jake puchiye papa, is junglee ko taiyaar karne mein mujhe wakt lage ga. "

" Hey!!!! I am not junglee! "
Misha bellowed.

Arnab moved out of room towards Piya's.
He knocked on her room door which was close. Preciously, he had noticed Piya's character had changed after coming from Paris. He had seen her carrying herself with confidence and pride, then before. But, now a days she had became more collected, calm and Lady like than being a chaste princess who was bubbly. He feared she would leave him out of any reason, and he concluded he didn't wanted it to happen ever as he loved her deeply, maybe more than Misha and Panchi. He had know them since childhood, and for Piya he wasn't present when she needed him the most, therefore he wanted to know her more, but it was as if they were drifting apart, as she was making her own world. He feared not having place in her world, and losing her forever.

" Papa! "
She smiled softly as she opened the door. Her eyes twinkled and it looked natural.

He scanned her face, her curls were held in a high bun, with few tendrils falling aside her face. Her face had natural look with her signature gloss, and eye liner gracing her doe eyes. She had silver saree with halter neck blouse, and shoulder ornament on her left arm. She had wore high silver nude heels which made her look tall, and made easy to stare into person's eyes without craning her neck. Her perfume was mind blowing, that could leave anyone mesmerized.

Arnab's heart swelled, seeing his beautiful daughter looking like a goddess.

" You look stunning Piya! "
He cupped her face, and kissed her temple.

" Awww!!! Thanks papa! I love momma's choice! If she hadn't made me wear, this I wouldn't have looked this best. "

They went in and Arnab couldn't take his eyes of her. She looked full of life as if she was ready to concer the world.
" When did you get this big, I don't know?! "
His eyes had moistened, and he whipped them feeling embarrassed.

" Papa I am still same. Your little child. "
She came close and embraced him.

He folded his arms around her, and wished God to keep her happy.
" Now let me get ready otherwise, we will get late. "

She went to her vanity and took a long string of diamonds.
" Okay I'll leave you now, to get ready. Your mother wants me to tell you that, she wants you all down on time. To host the party along side her. "

" Okay I would be there. "
...

" I want you to be on your best behaviour. Do you understand?! "

" Hm. "
Khushhal answered. He was fed up with this all admonistions. Only thing that brighten his life was Amara.

He sighed, and closed his eyes. He was right now in the backseat of a car whilst, his uncle drove. The trees passed by and he felt his restlessness edging within. The night was dark outside in the forest and he thought about the killing that happened now a days. Surely he had started it, and had fun killing the actual monsters of society, but he knew nought who was continuing it. He had a plan and wanted to investigate, but everytime he had reached the spot, there was always someone who was present before him. It was always either one of them, Jeh, Abhay, Asad or Neil. Once he had thought to distract Neil, but had moved backwards after recalling the past encounter between themselves. Neil was always alert as he had observed and was always selfless whenever it came to helping others, which made him admire his human nature. This had made Khushhal respect him, which he never had for any other human or supernatural in Khushhal point of view.

" Welcome Mr. Goenka. I hope you didn't find any difficulty in finding our home. "
Arnab and Madhu welcomed them, with happiness.

" Thanks Mr. Dobriyal, it wasn't any hustle, I assure you. "

" Welcome beta. What's your name? "
Arnab asked, looking at Khushhal. He was dressed in white shirt and black casual jacket. His long dark tresses were jelled back, and he looked handsome for his young age.

" Thanks Mr. Dobriyal. Khushhal. We haven't met before, but I have heard many good things about you and your role in business sector. "
The flattery had came out naturally, with a natural, artificial smile. He applauded himself for this act.

" Oh!!! I am glad you came, I hope to talk with you young man. How old are you?! I haven't heard anything from your father before. "
Arnab said looking at Mr. Goenka, who had stony expression on his face, and interjected before Khushhal can reply.

" Khushhal is my Late sister's son, Mr. Dobriyal. His parents died when he was just months old. "
His face looked grief stricken, and Khushhal's eyes darkened as he saw this things unfold.

" Excuse me, sir. I have a call to attend, would surely like to have a conversation with you. "
His face was void, and eyes dead. He left Dobriyals, stunned in his wake. They was speechless seeing young lad's situation, and promised in mind to never have this conversation before.

Khushhal walked outside, and he took deep breathes, trying to remain calm but, he realised it won't come easily. He wanted her presence, Amara presence that always came out as soft salv on his opened scars. He wasn't looked when he collided with Haseena, and lost his balance. He was in the garden and the soil was moist, that spoiled his pants.

" Oh! I am sorry son. I wasn't looking. "
Haseena's voice made him reaslise who she was, and he smiled in his pain that laced his heart.

" It's okay, madam. I wasn't looking too. "
He stood up and dusted his clothes.
" You look beautiful. I think we can save each other a dance for the night?! "

Haseena blushed, as he flirted with her.  His stance was not of a flirt, but he had childish nature in his lines.

" Would do. Shall we go inside? My husband and son, must be waiting for me. "
Her face was so kind that Khushhal had forgotten of whom she belonged too. Or what family she had in name.

His mood became sour again and he looked away. Haseena read his face, found it quite familiar but could not place a name to his behaviour that matched someone she knew. With this she also came to know that he was hurt, with so rage burning him alive. Hoping that his heart be happy and mind at rest, she caressed his face.

" I wish your problems get solved. I would leave now, and would like to see you in soon. I will save you a dance. And, advice you not to spoil your evening cause of anyone. No one matters, who isn't your close familiar or friend, understood. "

He nodded. And Haseena gave him a motherly smile and went inside.

Abhay was looking everywhere to find Piya, but she wasn't there. He was standing alone near bar, when Kabir and Angad spotted him.

" Oh!!! What the hell?!!!! Yeah kese hua? Tu toh kabhi black ke alawa koi aur colour pehenta nahi, toh aaj alag kese? "
Kabir was astonished with Abhay's new look.

Abhay looked at him, and tucked his collar. " Lag raha hoon na mein handsome. Bata tu jealous hai! Ki aaj me sabko piche chood dunga. Aur sara attention mujhpe hi hoga. Koi tere ko dekhega bhi nahi. "
He teased Kabir while snickering at the end.

" No ways, mein kisi se jealous nahi hoon. I am Rathore. And mera alag se hi swag hota hai. "
Kabir tucked his jacket while tittering.

" Oh!!! Wese swag se yaad aaiya, tera woh alphabet wala swag aaj dikh nahi raha tere sath! "
Abhay had mischievous glint in his eyes.

" Haan. Kabir kaha hai tera T swag? Haa. Kaha chupaya tune usse? Pocket mein? Alphabets to pocket mein aa sakte hai right Abhay? "
Angad teased him more, making Kabir go red. He and Abhay laughed heartily, watching Kabir getting embarrassed.

" Guys!!! Mein aur T sath nahi hain ab. Woh Mumbai shift ho rahi hai kal, for some family reasons. And wese bhi hum ne ek dusre se milna band kardiya tha. We were not interested in each other anymore. "

" Okay. Pata nahi Ruhi kaha hain. Usne kaha woh yaha aagayi hai aur dikh bhi nahi rahi kaha hai? "
Angad looked around as he was searching for her.

" Chalo aunty se puchte hai. Misha bhi pata nahi kaha hai?! Chal Abhay Tu bhi chal, Tu akela yaha kya karega. Hamare sath chal. "

" Are you sure? I mean Mr. and Mrs. Dobriyal mujhe pasand nahi karte, aur- "

" Tu chal raha hai, no nakhre. Hum keh denge ki ham baki sabko dhund rahe hain. "
They dragged Abhay along with them.
...

" Yes. Baby, meine kaha na mein abhi waha aa raha hoon. You know na I can't stay away from you? "
Jeh was taking a call as he and Neil stood outdoors in the garden of Dobriyal Mansion.

Jeh was a casanova, it wasn't a news to anyone. But, hearing your own brother talking in fake cheesy voice in front of you irked Neil's nerves.

" God, Jeh!!!!! Tu phasega kabhi, mein bata raha hoon tujhe. Ek din tu pitega aur koi tujhe bachane wala nahi hoga. "
Jeh's call was over, therefore Neil brought out his frustrations that were giving him cringes.

" Kuch nahi hota aisa. Aur meine kisi ko invitation bhi nahi diya, ki aao aur mujhse involve ho jao!!!! "
They bickered through the way indoors.

...

Misha was in her room clicking mirror selfies. This attire had ignited different woman in her, and the gears in her mind were turning in different directions.

" Tracker. Mere paas na ek superb plan hai. Kyu na hum-"
She got interrupted by the knock on the door.

" Ab kon hai yaar. Mumma nahi honi chahiye. Mujhe nahi karna kisi guest ka welcome. Panchi hai uske liye!!! "
She strom towards the door in frustration opened it with a jerk.

Kabir, Angad and Abhay were standing there. And Kabir was stunned by Misha's new look, that his jaw met the floor. Angad straight away went in towards Ruhi and started talking to her.

" Kya hai! Thik se koi pic bhi nahi khichne dera!!! " Stamping her feet she went in leaving the door open. Kabir remained as he was as before.

Abhay found that Misha was looking different in good way, but his heart was eager to find Piya. So, leaving Kabir as a statue he went forward in the hallway towards Piya's room.

Her door was open and she was admiring herself in the mirror and adding the finishing touch-ups.

Abhay was surprised to find Piya also in a saree. Her's was glittery silver with sleeveless blouse, being almost backless considering the knot that held it together. Her hair were in bun and few tendrils fell aside her face. Her waist  was secured with a diamond waist band that matched her saree.

He was mesmerized by her attire, and approached her from behind, placing his chin on her shoulder blade.

" You look lovely, Piya. "
Meeting his eyes with her's in the mirror, he said.

" Abhay! When did you came?!! "
She was surprised, having him in her room. Her smile could blind anyone, Abhay noted.

" Just now. "
He closed his eyes and breathed her scent. It was so pleasant that he could get addicted to it.

Piya felt his hold getting tighter. She looked at his face and placed a kiss on his cheek.
" I love you, Abhay. "

Abhay cherished this moment, having her in his arms for a minute or two.
" I love you too, Piya. I swear, I am not leaving you alone tonight. "
His eyes were still closed, and had a serene calm on his face.

Piya thought, how he has changed since coming back out of comma. He was more confident now, and took pride in his being. It was all that she wanted for him, to be happy and be himself rather that his past self, that moped about being an abomination.

She glanced at the mirror, and thought to apply a touch of mascara on her eye lashes. When she tried to grab it, she was unable to, as Abhay's hold on her wasn't letting her move her limbs.

" Abhay. "
She shook his hand, making him opening his eyes.

" What?! "
Annoyed he asked.

His grey eyes meeting her's in the mirror.
And then Piya saw the shades he wore today.

Jerking from his hold, and becoming free, she turned around to actually face him.

" You are wearing different colour today?!"
Her expressions were unreadable, and Abhay thought it was bad to dress up  in another than black.

" It's not looking good right?! I told mom, to let me wear my usuals, but she didn't budge. I thought I should have another shades, but I wasn't planning to wear it today. I will to and get changed. "
He started to move towards an open window, but Piya held his wrist.

" Abhay!!!  You are not going anywhere. Unless this party ends after hours. Did I say that this was a bad idea? You are looking more handsome, than ever Abhay! Believe me, I want to see you in different colours. "

He had a four piece grey suit, with black tie and white shirt. His hair were kept messy, that gave him sexy look. Piya loved what she saw. She smiled, and kept her palm on his face cheek, " I would make sure, no other female gawk at you tonight.  You are all mine. "

Her nose was red as she finished her sentence.

" I love it when you say that. "
He took her in embrace.

" Now. You go I - "
She was interrupted by the noise of commotion that was comming from the hallway.

" What is happening? "
Abhay asked looking at her.

" I don't know, let's check. "
It was like someone was fighting. And they were very loud.

They exited her room and saw Misha, Ruhi, Panchi, Zoya and another girl, standing together, facing Kabir, Angad, Asad, Jeh, Neil. All were fuming at each other, and no one was backing from the argument.

" You can't do anything. You know we are more capable than you all. "

" Your ass, you idiots. We can. "

" I'll break your teeth, if you speak more. "

" You all only care about your make up and gossip. And have nothing productive, to do. "

" As if. You all can't handle yourself together and everytime need our help. "

"Girls marti hai mujhpe, consider yourself blessed that I kissed you. "
This was Jeh speaking to unknown girl. She had a disgusting look on her face.

" I would have to sanitize my mouth, god know how many germs you have. I won't like to catch any serious disease. "

" Kya lagta hai aapko Mr. Khan. Duniya aapke hisaab se chalti hai?!! Wake up, aap centre of gravity nahi hai........ "

Piya and Abhay's mind was fuming, as they heard many more things coming from girls and boys.
" They are correct!!! "

"What?! Just now you were saying something minutes ago. What happened now?! You got to know that we boys are cooler than you girls?! "

" No way. We are more sensible than you all. You said, Haseena aunty made you wear these, be thankful she knows the best. Otherwise, pehen ke aate wapis se wahi kale kapde! She is a woman of class, and she knows what is class. And we do too. "

" Haan tabhi to mujhe choose kiya. I am classy. Girls sigh when I pass...... "

Madhu was getting angry as her daughters weren't down yet. She had sent Panchi to look for them, but now she was also stuck upstairs. Frustrated she went upstairs to bring them down, but was shocked to see all girls and boys, fighting against each other.

For a minutes she stood there, thinking they would notice her and stop arguing. But they didn't and continued murdering each other with their eyes.

" Stop!!!! Stop it! You all are not kids anymore. Behave same as your age! "

" But, Mumma. You won't believe what Jeh did. ", Misha approached her mother.

" What no?!!! It wasn't me! I was expecting someone else, not her! "

" You moron, tumhe to mein abhi batati hoon. " She was going to storm at him but Madhu stopped her.

" Misha!!!! Bus karo. Aur tum sab, jaav niche. We are celebrating, and you all are here ready to slit each other's throats apart. I want no argument further. You all will go, and be good. "

Saying so, Madhu made sure that they all went down stairs. She sighed, and pinched the bridge of her nose. She would surely have headache at the end of night, that was for sure.

The hall was decorated in a hues of peach and creme, that brought out the life of night with the lightings. Dipanita had made up her mind to get Piya and Jeh together, after all Neil was engaged to Panchi, she wanted Piya to be engaged to Jeh too. It was her motive to spread her claws of Arnab's business, as he had no son. She looked for Jeh and when she found him descending stairs, she beckoned him towards her.

" Tonight you will ask Piya for dance, and behave in a gentleman like with her. If everything goes correct, I would propose for her hand for you to Arnab. Am I clear?"
Even though Jeh wasn't interested, and was in a foul mood due to their fight with girls, he didn't object Dipanita's plot. He knew if he denied, the consequences would be very bad for Alina.
" Yes mom. I get it. "

" Good. Now, go and wait till music starts. "

Dipanita was too eager to make her plan work, but she didn't knew was that Haseena had heard everything. She didn't wanted Piya to get involved in the foul play of these wolves. She knew she had to do something, therefore, she excused herself from the company of Chand and his business associates and went to do exactly what she needed to.

" Madhu! Mr. Dobriyal! Great Party. Congratulations for your success. "
She smiled at them, in a genuine way. Starting the socializing with few things.

" Thank you, Mrs. Raichand. It's our pleasure that you are enjoying. "

" Off course, we do need these type of gatherings to recharge our old bonds."
Haseena looked at Madhu and smiling, she said, " After all, we know each other from before. You are an expert in throwing the parties as such, Madhu. And, I assure you, it is a great job that you are doing, especially, the way today your daughters are presented. They look fabulous! "

Madhu's heart was filled with pride as Haseena, complimented her daughters. She looked around and found Piya sipping white wine, with Panchi and Misha. They looked women with class, and she could swore no one looked as beautiful as her daughters tonight. She wished that tonight, she would get several proposals for her daughters.

The ladies were talking when Arnab was called by his friend. Soon, Mrs. Diwan joined Haseena, and Madhu.
" Piya looks lovely, Madhu. And Misha's new sense of dressing is so nice. My Amara was telling me she would like to grow up and be like your Piya. She is such a lovely girl. "

It was time for dinner, and Piya found her parents conversing with the guests. So, she approached Madhu, to ask if she could tell the helpers to start with the arrangements in the lawn after half an hour.

" Mumma, it's 8. I think I should let Peter uncle know. "
Piya had approached her mother from back, who nodded. She was going to let them know, but Haseena stopped her.

" You look lovely, Piya. Saree suits you. "
Caressing her face in a motherly way, Haseena complimented.

" Thanks Aunty. I hope you are enjoying. "

" I am, Piya. "
Her smile was broad, as she felt familiarity with Piya more.

" I would catch up with you later, please excuse me. "
Politely Piya was excusing herself to finish the assigned work. But, Haseena stopped her.

" Wait. Do you need help, let me ask Abhay. You will get tired Piya, he must help you. "
Piya was still upset with him over a fight, but she couldn't deny Haseena's insistence. She looked at Madhu who subtly nodded her head, when Haseena insisted again.

" You called me, Mom? "
His expressionless mask was again up, leaving the charming Abhay, that he had been to the ladies he loved.

" Abhay! Help Piya here, with whatever she needs. Go with her, will you?! "
Abhay noticed his mother's insistence had a meaning son he didn't questioned her motive.

" Okay mom. "
They went to kitchen which was visible from the hall, and were talking with the chef.

" They look perfect together. "
It was Mrs. Diwan, whom Haseena was thankful.

" From when I had met Piya, I always wanted a daughter, like her, Madhu. See how good they look together. "
Madhu's eyes saw the actual scenario, and decided to have a talk with Arnab in this matter after the party.

" Often what we see isn't true, Mrs. Raichand. "
A cunning voice feel in between them, and Haseena looked at the new arrival in their company. She knew who she was, but didn't wanted to acknowledge that she knew her.

" I agree with you, but who are you?! "
Behaving like she was confused, she asked her.

At one point Madhu wanted to laugh, and stop this at some other. She could clearly see now, from whom Abhay had his sarcastic ability.

" Dipanita Khurana, Chairperson of Khurana industries. "
She forwarded her hand to Haseena.

" Pleasure, but could you explain, what you meant by this. "

" Mrs. Raichand, everyone knows of Abhay and Piya's dynamics from years. And Piya is such a lovely girl. "

" Yes, she is. We parents know that, they were less mature then, and now they are adults. And I agree with you, they had no dynamics in past, but look at them now. They compliment each other in a way, we can't spell out. I know they belong together, Mrs. Khurana. It would only take a blind human by insight, to not see it. "
Haseena's unseen slap had left Dipanita with loss of words. She left them in a huff, and Madhu and Mrs. Diwan giggled at Haseena's deed.

" Mumma, Peter uncle said, it will take few more minutes minimum for them to get everything ready outside. "
Piya conveyed the message.

" Okay, where is your father, I will let him know. Excuse me, Haseena. Come Piya. "
The mother-daughter duo, went in search of Arnab.

" Good evening, Mrs. Diwan. You look amazing. "
Abhay wished the lady.

" Thanks, Abhay. You look handsome too."

" Where is Amara?! I haven't seen her all evening. "
Abhay had seen Khushhal, but now he wasn't in the seen too. He didn't wanted to leave the young girl alon with him. Before he thought, she would be with her mother, but she wasn't with girls too. So, only it left Khushhal and Amara in his company.

" She is with Khushhal, they are like peas of a same pod. I don't know how they had became so fast friends, only God knows. It's like Madhu's daughter, Misha's friendship with Yuvraj Kabir. They are inseparable. "
Haseena conversed with her, and Abhay excused himself from them.

As he was searching for Amara, he got knocked on his shoulder by Khushhal who wasn't seeing where he was going. And the blue mocktail, that he was carrying with himself got spilled on him.

" Look where you are going!!! "
Abhay hissed in a dangerous tone, but Khushhal wasn't afraid of him. He stood his ground and came eye to eye, with him.

" Can't you watch. Are your eyes becoming weaker day by day?! I know special thing that you could have you- "
He was trying to instigate Abhay. The hate for Abhay can be seen clearly in his eyes. And he became blind by it, that he didn't see around himself where he was. But, before he could talk further, his uncle came in between.

" Haven't you done enough, you brute!!! "
Mr. Goenka's eyes we're raging with his veins popping in his neck. " Apologize to Mr. Raichand, now!!!! "
His teeth clenched, and eyes spitting fire, Khushhal felt humiliated by this. He bowed his eyes, and spoke in low tone.

" Sorry. "
Abhay observed this, but thought it was his bratty behaviour that had caused Mr. Goenka to get this much worked up.

People had not seen this, and Khushhal went away to clean his jacket. Mr. Goenka, also excused smiling at Abhay which Abhay found fake.

" You should not have done that. "
Came timed voice from the back of Abhay.

He tuned around and found Amara watching him from her 5'0'' stature.
She was too small to reach his level, and looked as woman as any young adult would, even if she was only twelve. She wasn't cute girl, but a little girl in a body that resembled woman. She hadn't hit her puberty fully, yet, but Abhay can make sure the men would surely try to take advantage of her when she grows up.

" Pardon, what did you say?! "
Abhay asked her, beaming at her in a curious smile.

" He had no friends except me, and his uncle isn't good to him. He scolds him always. I don't like it, when he isn't happy."
Her face was crestfallen, but still she looked like an angel. Her long dark tresses were left free, and she wore a light blue frock, with sandals studded with limestones. Abhay could smell her soft perfume, with her chastity. And, it made him feel more protective towards her, in a brotherly way.

" Whom are you talking to, Amara?! Come Piya was looking for you. You shouldn't talk to rude people. "
Giving Abhay a cold stare, he took Amara's hand in a gentle manner.

Abhay watched them as they disappeared in the hall.

Kabir's heart wasn't behaving properly, since he saw Misha tonight. He felt it fluttering, and his cheeks would become warm whenever she was near. He had never seen Misha in a way he looked at other girls. Right now he realised, she was far more better than the girls he had dated. If he was conscious, as he had checked again and again, it was perhaps misnomer to hear violins lie Shah Rukh Khan's Main hoon Na movie, like Laxman heard whenever he had seen Sanju dressed like a girl.

" Yaar Abhay, kya tujhe bhi Violins suni dete hai, Piya ko dekh ke?! "

" What?!!! "
Abhay asked incredulously, he had observed that Kabir had became blinded by Misha's new look, but now he was deaf too.

" He has lost it, Abhay. "
Asad explained. " I could hear his heart racing, whenever she would pass. It's like he is crushing on her. "

" As if, tujhe Zoya, yah fir teri Ms. Farooqi, se kuch feel nahi hota. I have seen you too, getting protective over her. Don't deny, that mighty Asad Ahmed Khan never falls for any woman. Here we can see that you have. "

" Guys, let's forget this, and mein ja raha hoon. Ruhi mera wait kar rahi hai. I promised her, a dance. Bye. "
Angad left and joined Ruhi on dance floor. They were so engrossed in themselves, that they looked into each other's eyes forgetting the fight they had earlier.

Abhay looked at every couple that were on the dance floor. Mr. And Mrs. Dobriyal,  his parents, Mr. And Mrs. Diwan, Neil and Panchi were also there with other many more whom he didn't recognized. Even Khushhal and Amara were also enjoying, even they were clumsy, they were happy in their own world.

" I am going. "
Asad said, drawing other's attention. He met Kabir's eyes, and advised him. " This night would never come again. It's your chance take it. "
With that he was off, towards Misha, Zoya and Piya and Nisha.

Coincidentally, Zoya was also wearing a saree. Hers was organza, with pink and peach hues. She had a chocker on her creamy white neck, with her long smooth hair in a bun. Her bangs were falling just above her eyes that were adorned with soft eyeshadows and kajal.

They were talking about giving boys a hard time or how they would like to take revenge on them.

" I am telling you all, we should have something to compete with them. Allah mia, I swear it will be so hilarious to see their defeated faces...... "
She was going on and on, about it with Misha and Nisha. Piya was hearing them all talk. But soon Misha and Nisha stopped, when they saw who it was behind her.

" Is it, Ms. Farooqi? "
Her eyes bulged in shock.
She turned around, and came face to face with Asad.

" Mr. Khan! You here?! "
Other girls snickered on her expense.

" Yeah. Would you join me, Ms. Farooqi?!"
Asad forwarded his hand.

" What?! "
She was still dumbstruck. Therefore, Piya took her hand, and placed it in Asad's.

Her eyes was stuck on his face, and she was able to move. It was out of blue that he had asked her, especially having grumpy mode on for always. She wasn't able to handle his demand. Asad had to drag her gently. And soon, they were swaying to the melody.

" Hey, Misha! Chal na! "
Kabir was having some problem asking Misha for a dance.

" Kaha Thakur?!! Tum bhool gaye hum baat nahi kar rahe?! "
Misha said from between her teeth. All were watching them, the people that weren't dancing.

" Misha, Kabir tujhe dance ke liye pooch raha hai. Go, go with him. You should know, how to be a lady. "
She blushed, as Piya explained to her.

" Thik hai, par only for Mumma okay. Unhone bade pains liye hai, hume aaj yeh sab present karwane mein. Warna toh mein tumhare muh bhi na lagu. "

Piya was left with Nisha, and then she remembered to check the arrangements that were being done outside.

" Excuse me, please Nisha. I have to check the arrangements for dinner. Give me five, I'll join you soon. "

" No worries Piya, take your time. "
Nisha shoot her a sweet smile.

Jeh was observing her since he had kissed her in the dark, thinking she was the girl he who was waiting for him. Seeing her alone, he approached her.

" May I have this pleasure to have a dance with you, please?! "
He had forwarded his hand, to which she looked like it was some kind of sick trick of him.

" This is my way of apologizing. Please! "
He asked again, when she didn't reply.
" I realised, I was wrong. Please accept my apology. "

If I have to get into their circle, I will have to accept his apology, thought Nisha.

She placed her hand in his, and followed his lead.

Jeh was smitten by her soft innocent smile, that he thought he had seen somewhere before. Her eyes had a yearn, that spoke like she was searching for someone that was lost. He felt her helplessness as similar to his, in case of Alina. He had observed her this whole evening, how she looked around at every face. And, the disappointment in her eyes wasn't gone unnoticed by him.

".... Okay, uncle. Just send somebody to inform me, when you are ready. "
Piya was busy with the helpers, when Abhay found her outside.

He couldn't have enough of her that was for sure, he concluded. If that bloody useless fight hadn't have happened he knew he would have enjoyed the evening with Piya.

She was alone now, taking a fresh air on the bridge that was at the edge of the garden. It was the same bridge they had their first kiss. He smiled as the memory resurfaced his mind.

He followed her, as she was engrossed looking at the stars. He read her solemn features, and knew she was recalling her mother.

" She is beautiful. "
He said, looking up like her.

Surprised by his presence and stealing her thoughts, she looked at him. Her eyes we're shining, when she she met his.

" Abhay! "

" I came following you. Inside all are dancing, I thought I would ask you if you would like?! "
Snaking his arms around her waist, he closed the distance between them.

" Okay. I will. "
She replied in order to come out of her grip. But, Abhay didn't leave her.

" Abhay, common let's get inside. Someone might discover us here!!! "
She said looking everywhere. She was confused, why she was feeling shy now.

" You remember, we had some moments here. "
He asked searching her eyes.

Piya was so confused at first but, then she remembered.
" No. I don't. "
She wanted to tease him that she didn't recall as such.

" Very well, let's live in that. "
He said, and before she could comprehend what he was saying, he kissed her meeting his lips with hers.
It was slow and short, but as passionate as much he loved her. By the end, she was breathless to even speak a word.

" Now, would you care for a dance, please. "
It was a statement rather than a question, from his side. Same way like he had asked her the first time in past. The happiness in his eyes was seen that wasn't before.

Piya smiled at him, and hocked her arm in his elbow.

They had held each other's hand, and Abhay had placed his palm on her back. The present song was coming to an end, and he gestured the musician, who nodded at him.

As he took her to the centre of dance floor, the tunes of their song started playing.

Abhay looked at her angelic face, and she had no eyes except for her grey ones to meet. They had same steps like their past dance, and everyone that were present were stuck on them. As well as, the present couples who were dancing, had stopped and left whole floor for them.

" It's like history is repeating it self. "

" They look lovely, may they have no evil eye on them. "

" I advice you Madhu, Abhay and Piya belong with each other. I know they are young, but please get them engaged at least. "

" Mr. Dobriyal, Abhay is suitable groom for your daughter. Don't let him get away."

As the song ended, the audience heartily clapped for them. And their friends flocked around them, teasing them.
" Oh, hoooo!!!! Blushing!!!! Pata hai Zoya, past mein na in dono ki kabhi bhi banti nahi thi, par agar mein tumhe yahi song wala dance dikhaungi na toh tumhe yakin nahi hoga. Dono mein koi difference nahi hai. "

" Haa! Tab Abhay angry young man hua karta tha, aur bolta tha- " Mujhse door raho Piya " Etc...etc... "
Ruhi mimicked him, and everyone laughed at her.

Later on they joined everyone outside, and all friends were together.

Dipanita was fuming in anger, as her plan hadn't worked. She was right now with Arnab and Madhu, discussing the wedding arrangements of Panchi and Neil.

" I feel like we should prepone the wedding, Arnab. I can't wait now, I want to bring Panchi home as my daughter. "

" Well, what can be good thing than this for us. I hope we can meet on this Sunday, to fix a date of wedding with panditji. "

" Yes. Offcourse. "
She smiled at Dobriyals.

Madhu was deep in her thoughts, and came out of reverie when she heard Misha talking animatedly with everyone.
She excused her present company and went to have a talk with her daughter.

" Misha, can I have a minute with you beta?! "
She was happy with her, as tonight Misha had not caused a scene, getting drunk and causing a havoc. She was gald that her daughter had followed her instructions, and thought she could rewards her after the party with the thing that she had in mind. But, right now she wanted to instruct her on one thing she had forgotten to tell her before.

" Yes mumma?! "
Misha excused and went to her mother.

" Are you enjoying?! "
Madhu asked, subtly eyeing her plate. To her surprise, it wasn't as filled as she used do in other social gatherings.

" Yes. Why?! "
Confused, Misha asked.

" Why haven't you been eating?! "
Today, surely Misha had woke up on the wrong side of bed. It was different the way she was behaving.

" Mumma! I am eating see!!! "
She showed her plate to Madhu.

" But, why is it empty?! "

" It's because I am wearing a saree, what if it gets spoiled, I won't like to have stains of food on my clothes. It will look dirty, while the photographer will shoot the pics. "

Madhu felt ecstatic. She cupped Misha's plate and kissed her forehead.
" My sweet baccha. Kab bada ho gaya, pata hi nahi chala. "

" Mom!!! Don't. You are embarrassing me!!! Now can I go?! "

Madhu nodded, smiling at her middle daughter. She glanced at the group of friends, and found everyone enjoying.

It was a buffet, and Neil and Panchi were sharing a plate. She looked around, Kabir was stealing glances at Misha and Ruhi and Angad like same were being silly. Asad was whipping ketchup from Zoya's lips, and Nisha was the only lady who had her etiquettes on. Piya was having her food, and Abhay like a gentleman, was holding her plate.

Nazar na lage dono ko. Mujhe aaj hi Arnab se baat karni hogi, thought Madhu.

" Arnab, don't you think Raichands are weird. Look, they haven't taken anything, and aren't eating at all. "
Arnab had his doubt since ages, and he looked where Dipanita asked him to.

" Yeah. But, they might have finished. See their plates are empty. "
Arnab didn't wanted to create any scene in his party. So, he just kept the matter low.

" But, look at Abhay. He also isn't eating anything. Let me insist him, after all it your party and we are a family right. "
Arnab tried to stop her, but she had her mind.

" Piya, I wanted to tell you something. I discovered something about my powers, since the night you had my blood. "
Abhay's expression was light, like he was happy about something.

" I must say, Abhay. Why aren't you eating anything?! "
Dipanita had reached near them, and she was determined to expose Abhay.

Everyone was dilemma for the next part. And Neil and Jeh were ashamed of their mother, who was stooping so low. Panchi placed her arm on Neil's shoulder.

" He has had his meal already, aunty. "

" Oh. I thought he had a different specific meal, but I am sure he can have a dessert. It was served at last, right. "
She looked at Abhay, challenging him to say no.

Everyone was so anxious.
" He doesn't like dessert, aunty. "
Kabir added.

" He is cutting his diet of sugar. The play he played, Panchi had made sure to change the diet of her lead roles, into a strict one. "
Sarcastically, Misha added.

" Still Abhay. Have one spoon, see the Moong dal halwa is delicious. Common Piya feed him. "
Arnab was getting frustrated by her behaviour. It was as if she was instigating Abhay for something.

Now, Raichands were also present near the group, with Diwans. Madhu felt her heart ache for Abhay. At last she was also a mother, and he had always stood for Piya to which she was so thankful.

" You don't have to Abhay, if you have had your meal already. "

" It's no big deal in a single spoon,  Madhu. "
Dipanita said.
" Common Piya, feed him a single spoonful of dessert. "

Piya's heart raced for her love, and she was scared and pleaded him to speak something, that could save him from this situation. The spoon was in her palm, that she had fisted. Her hands and feet shook, in anxiety and dilemma.

Dipanita placed her palm on her exposed shoulder, and in her life Piya hadn't felt as much dirty, as she was feeling now.
Asad scratched his eyebrow, with his thumb, and passed Abhay as smirk who none had seen.

Piya looked into Abhay's eyes, who nodded.
And with shivering hands she scoped a her spoon filled with dessert, and brought it towards Abhay's mouth.

Abhay was silent till now, and hadn't left his eyes of Piya. He felt so blessed to have Piya in his life. She cared for him with every fibre of her body. He was thankful to the power that had brought them together.

To everyone's surprise, Abhay opened his mouth and eat whole spoon.
" You know Piya, eating dessert from your hand, makes it even more sweet. "

Haseena and Chand had a winning smile on their face.

And Dipanita was flabbergasted by this, that she had no words to speak.

" If everything is clear than I think, we should leave children to enjoy. "
In sarcastic tone, Chand said, and elders left the group alone.

Piya's eyes shed a single tear, and she went inside the hall leaving everyone.

" Excuse me, guys. "
Saying Abhay, followed her inside.

She stood at the bar, that was near by and took a deep breathe.
" Piya!!! I- "
Abhay started, but soon was engulfed in a tight hug by Piya.

She embraced him like her life depended on him, her palms had fisted on his jacket. And she cried silently, in the crock of his neck.

He tried to sooth her rubbing her back.

" Shhh!!! See I am fine, don't cry please. "

Leaving him, she searched his face, and then kissed on his forehead, eyes, and cheek.

" I was so worried, for you. Agar tumhe kuch ho jata toh!!! Main kya karti?!!!! "
Tears flowed down her eyes.

Abhay cupped her face and whipped them away. " I am sorry, I forgot to tell you Piya. "

" What Abhay?! "
Tears still shone in her eyes, and she was curious now.

" That, I can eat human food now. The powers that I have after coming out of comma had given me, this ability. And, it's all because of you Piya. You are the light of my life. It's only you because of whom, I am able to have as normal life like a human. "

" Is this true?!!!! "
She was so ecstatic with happiness that it felt so unreal.

He nodded.
" Day by day, I am getting control over them. But, still I am trying to learn more. Last night, I electrocuted a bulb in kitchen and Mom, has restricted me to enter in kitchen now. "

Piya laughed, heartily.
And Abhay smiled seeing her happy. He cupped her face and caressed her moist cheeks.

" I love you, Piya. "

" I love you too, Abhay. "

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