Chapter 34

"Its been so long since we last saw Mallika & Sid na?" Om asked his brothers. The three of them entered Oberoi Mansion as they returned from the boxing match.

"Yeah they....wait whats this?" Shivaay said spotting a parcel kept on the table. Picking it up he realized it was the same parcel he sent with Khanna. "Khanna!"

"Yes sir?" Khanna came after a few minutes.

"What the hell is this?" Shivaay asked holding up the parcel. "I told you...to deliver this to Annika & come back...why did you bring it with you?"

"But sir....I did what you told me too, I didnt bring it back." Khanna said confused.

"Shivaay sir." Another servant spoke up, "Actually that parcel came a few minutes ago, for you."

"Annika...." Shivaay sighed as he realized Annika had returned it. Opening it, he saw that the DVD was still intact. "Well atleast its still in one piece."

"Why wouldnt it be in one piece?" Rudra asked.

"Ill tell you later.....for now, something has to be done about Annika. Things cant go on like this." Shivaay looked at the DVD. "We have to make Annika come to Oberoi Mansion everyday"

"What?How? Bhabhi has no reason to come here." Om replied.

"Then we will have to give her a reason. Jus like how she used to come to Oberoi Mansion before our marriage."

"But Bhaiyya, back then bhabhi was yours & Lady Baba's wedding. Now she isnt even a wedding planner anymore, she is a dance teacher." Rudra said.

"And what if she isnt anymore?"

"What do you mean?" Om asked.

"I mean, what if Annika suddenly looses her job....then what? Its difficult to find another job in a city like Mumbai, so she will have no choice but to fall back on the one thing that she has experience in....Wedding Planning. I can get her a job in a well reputated company without her even knowing. Then Annika will be doing something that she likes and we will get a way to bring her here."

"Thats actually a good idea." Om smiled.

"I dont get it..." Rudra said making Om & Shivaay roll their eyes at him.

"Idiot....If bhabhi becomes a wedding planner again, we also have a wedding in the house..Jai & Sona's! We can hire her for that"

"And Annika is professional, she wont refuse. Even if she tries.....Ill make sure she cant." Shivaay added with a smirk.

"Ohhh!" Rudra said. "Smart idea bhaiyya."

"Sorry Annika....you forced me to use my old SSO ways.....now lets see, how long you stay mad at me." Shivaay whipped out his phone with full tadi and made a call.

Listening to all of this from behind a pillar at the top the staircase was Meera, Jai & Dev.

"Why are you smiling?" Dev asked Meera.

"SSO....he has no idea that the idea he is pulling off as his own is actually mine."

"Yours? How?" Jai asked. Meera then started telling her brothers the conversation she had with Shivaay the night before.

*๐˜๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ*

๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข.

"๐˜ž๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ?"

"๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข?" ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฅ, "๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ...๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ข, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด....๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜‰๐˜๐˜Ž ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต. ๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜—๐˜ˆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ....๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต.... ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข? ๐˜ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜–๐˜” ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ......๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ? ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ. ๐˜Ž๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜“๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ!"

*๐˜๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด*

"Why did you give this kind of idea to Bade Papa? If Badi Ma comes here she might see you and Alia."

"Guys its such a big mansion, how hard can it be to hide from Ma? Its simple, we just have to avoid coming infront of her & you guys make sure nobody says our name infront of Ma." Meera turned around and took out her phone too.

"Now who are you calling?" Jai asked.

"Nandini Aunty....Alia's Mom. Mama is a bit busy but Nandini aunty can make sure that Ma does exactly what SSO wants."

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Location: Annika's Apartment

"What? Arre but..." Annika spoke on the phone, "Ma'am how can you just fire me like this? What did I do?"

"What happened Annika?" Nandini asked, although having just spoken to Meera, she already knew what was happening.

"Ma'am how will I find ano... Hello? Hello?" Annika looked at her phone in disbelief.

"Annika? Are you okay? You look worried." Nandini asked again.

"This lady is so rude! No reason, no problem....she just fired me!"

"Annika calm down."

"How can I calm down Nandini....who does this? And what happened all of a sudden?"

"I think instead of worrying about this, think about what you will do now." Nandini said, diverting Annika's mind.

"Hmm, you're right."

"By the way Annika, what was your job before? Wedding Planning na?"

"Haan..."

"You should do that again, you have experience and you're good at it. So you can apply to some good companies from tomorrow."

"Yeah but I was just a small time wedding planner, who would hire me?"

"At least try....Im sure someone will hire you."

"hmm...I guess."

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Location: Oberoi Mansion

Alia was sitting on her bed typing away at her laptop when Dev entered.

"Hey...."

"Hey." Alia greeted not looking up from her laptop.

"What are you doing." Dev asked. Alia stopped her typing and gave Dev a look. "Okay...dont answer that, I can see your working on your laptop."

"Did you have some work?"Alia smiled at Dev who looked around nervously.

"Yeah....you're not busy today evening right?"

"No....why?"

"I was thinking we can go for Dinner?" Dev asked. Surprised, Alia closed her laptop and stood up.

"Dinner? Like....a date?"

"Yeah....a date. If thats okay with you."

"Yeah....I mean, Id love to." Alia smiled.

"Great, then be ready by 8." Dev said and then turned to leave.

"Wait...Dev where are we going?"

"Surprise."

"Dev....if you dont tell me, how will I know what to wear?"

"I think you look beautiful in everything Alia, so whatever you choose will be great." Dev replied and left a blushing Alia. As soon as he left, Alia took her phone and sent a msg to both Sona & Meera.

*๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ด*

๐˜ˆ: ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ
๐˜”: ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ?
๐˜š: ๐˜ˆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ?
๐˜ˆ: ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜๐˜ฎ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ท ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต...
...
๐˜ˆ: ๐˜Ž๐˜ถ๐˜บ๐˜ด???

*๐˜›๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ต ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด*

"When did this happen?" Meera asked barging into the room.

"Tell us everything." Sona said as she followed. Alia looked at her friends and back at her phone.

"Were you standing outside of the door? How did you get here so quickly?"

"Alia....this a big deal!" Meera said, "Finally Dev asked you out....I thought he never would."

"You knew?" Alia asked.

"Yeah, Kabir told me awhile ago that Dev likes you and wants to ask you out."

"Kabir?" Alia asked with a smirk and exchanged looks with Sona.

"Since when are you & Kabir that close?" Sona asked raising her eyebrows playfully.

"Kabir? Did I say Kabir? I meant.....Ishaan, yeah Ishaan told me. He is my younger brother so he tell me.....things."

"Mmmhmm..." Alia & Sona of course didnt believe her at all.

"Lets concentrate on Alia pls" Meera quickly changed the topic, "Alia, where is Dev taking you? Cause you'll dress accordingly. "

" He wouldnt tell me." Alia frowned.

"Why?" Sona asked.

"He said its a surprise and that I look beautiful in everything." Alia replied.

"Awww!"

"So sweet!"

"Ok lets see what you can wear...." Sona walked over to Alia's closet and opened it and took out a two dresses. "Which one?"

"I think the blue one is nice, Alia you can wear this." Meera said.

"And with it...these shoes?" Sona asked taking out some heels

"No no...this one." Meera took out a diff pair of heels.

"Yes...with this purse!"

Resting her chin on her hand, Alia just watched as Meera & Sona decided everything for her.

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That Evening...

Dev was waiting downstairs all ready when Shivaay & Om walked by.

"Dev? Looking good....goung somewhere?" Shivaay asked.

"Bade Papa...Dad, I....am going out with a friend." Dev replied nervously.

"Friend?" Om asked.

"Yeah th......wow!" Dev said out loud as he looked towards the stairs and was captivated by Alia who was walking down. Looking in the direction Dev was facing, Shivaay & Om gave eachother a look when they saw Alia.

"OOOOOHHHH! Did you get it Om....this is the friend Dev is going out with." Shivaay nudged Om.

(What Dev is wearing)

(Alia's hair, makeup, clothes etc)

Alia came down and stopped in her tracks when she saw Shivaay & Om.

"Shivaay Uncle...Om Uncle....Hi." She nervously waved. "We were....we were just....umm..."

"Going on a date." Om finished with a serious look scaring Alia.

"No....Dad, this isnt a date!" Dev said also a little scared of his dad's reaction.

"Son..I think you have forgotten that I am your father. Are you really telling me that you two are so dressed up to go out...all alone....but its not a date?" Om asked with his arms crossed. Seeing Alia & Dev's expressions, Shivaay started laughing and then Om also.

"Om I think thats enough...dont scare the kids." Shivaay said laughing, "And you two...why so scared? You're going on a date not going to murder someone. Go, have fun."

"Dont be out to late though." Om warned with a smile and left with Shivaay. As they left the room, Alia & Dev looked at eachother and started laughing.

"Oh my god!" Alia said, "For a second, I was terrified. I dont know why, Om uncle and Shivaay uncle are both so nice."

"I know, they are my Dad and Bade Papa hai...and even I got scared." Dev replied, "Anyways, lets go now."

"Yeah." Alia said. Alia & Dev got in Dev's car & he drove them to an open park area. There was a path that was lit up and led all the way to an open round white gazeba that was also decorated in beautiful lights.

"So pretty...." Alia whispered as she looked out the window. Dev got out and opened the door for her as she also got out of the car, "Dev, why is the park empty?"

"Well first, is night time....mostly people start to get ready to sleep." Dev replied, "Also it would be awkward if we had our dinner here and some kid is playing baseball over there."

"Oh...right." Alia chuckled at her own silly question. Dev led Alia down the path to the gazebo where there was a small round table with two seats and flowervase with lillies. "How did you manage all of this in such a small time?"

"Well there are lots of benefits to being the son of Oberoi family & Shivaay Singh Oberoi's nephew." Dev replied as he and Alia sat down and then motioned at someone. A waiter came forward and kept two plates infront of them.

"Hmmm...Chinese food. My favourite." Alia took a wiff.

"Wait...there's more." Dev clapped his hands and the song "Ho gaya Tujko Pyar" started playing softly.

"This is..."

"Your favourite song, from your fav movie, DDLJ....right?"

"Im impressed, these decorations, my favourite flowers, my favourite food, and my favourite song too! You did your research well Mr. Dev Singh Oberoi."

"Thank you...thank you very much." Dev replied in a terrible Elvis voice making Alia laugh.

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๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ: ๐—”๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ & ๐——๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ต๐—พ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฎ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—œ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—”๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—”๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ข๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ถ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ.

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