❤︎ᒪIᖴᗴ Iᑎ ᑭIᑎK ᑕITY|(COMPLETED)Virat Kohli| Hardik Pandya| Shubman Gill

Chapter 19~

"Aap single ho na?"Taara asked Rishabh, who chuckled and asked,"why are you asking me this?"

"Batao na!"Taara said.

"Haan filhaal toh hu. Parr kya karegi jaanke?"Rishabh asked.

"Meri ek bestfriend hain. Ek lauti bestie. Naam hain Ritika. Aapke saath setting karwa doon?"Taara asked directly.

Rishabh stared at her for a moment, before bursting out into a fit of laughter.

"Ke pasand se thaare ko? Gulab jamun yah rasmalai? Rabri khavegi?"Hardik asked Samadrita, bringing a tray of sweets for her, and Shreyas almost fell down from his chair on seeing this.

"Yeh ke dekh raha hoon main?"he said and Siraj turned his face towards him and said,"soch le kuch na dekho tuneh!"

"Thank you!"Samadrita said picking up the small bowl of gulab jamun.

"Acchaaaa toh jeh pasand se thaare ko! Mhaare ko bhi jehi pasand se,"Hardik said happily while sitting beside her.

Samadrita looked around searching for Taara and Shubman, and found the former asking something to Rishabh, while the latter was nowhere to be seen.

"Yeh...Maan...matlab mera bhai...voh dikh nahi raha hain kahi. Aapne dekha kya useh?"she asked Hardik.

"Kaye aise bacche jaiso anchal mein baandh ke rakhti hain usko? Chhora hoshiyar se, jehi kahi hovego,"Hardik replied.

"Papa ke jaane ke baad ek voh hi toh hain jispar sabse zyaada bharosa karte hain hum. Aap yeh nahi samjhenge, kiyuki aapke paas sabkuch hain, aur aapko voh sab kuch khone ka darr bhi nahi hain,"Samadrita said.

"Aisa nah se. Mhaare Maa Sa bhi....."Hardik went to say but cleared his throat and added,"vaise thaare Papa ko ke huya tha?"

"Multiple medical problems. Agar Papa hoteh toh sab thik hota. Hum yaha nahi hoteh. Humari lifestyle bohot alag thi Delhi mein, parr yaha aake jaise sab badal gaya hain achanak se. Papa ne aajtak hum parr koi roktok nahi ki. Parr yaha toh..."Samadrita stopped saying.

"Chhori hain tu. Isiliye roktok karte hain. Yeh London nah hain ki apni marzi ka malkin bani rahegi!"Hardik said with a frown.

"Matlab apne hisse ki azadi ke liye desh chhorna parega, hain na? Kaunsi zamane mein rehete hain aaplog? Apne chhote bhai ko dekhiye zara. Kitna uchi soch ka ladka hain, bilkul mere Maan ke jaisa. Harr koi unke jaisa sochne lage toh humare desh ki ladkiyan bhi Londonwali jaise rakhengi,"Samadrita argued.

"Matlab shaadi ke baad toh tu zaroor job! job! job! job! karti phiregi? Sarural waale na maane toh kya karegi?"Hardik asked.

"Shaadi hi nahi karni mujhe aise ghar mein. Aur vaise bhi meri shaadi tey ho gayi hain. Aur bohot acche parivar mein jaungi main. Meri honewali sasu maa, bohot acchi. Unko, aur nahi unke ghar mein kisi ko meri job se koi problem hain. Isiliye aapko itna sochne ki zaroorat nahi hain ki main kya karungi shaadi ke baad,"Samadrita replied.

"Kya???? Shaadi? Thaari? Thaari shaadi honewali se?"Hardik asked getting back to his Rajasthani tone, and stood up immediately.

"Haan toh? Isme itni chaukne wali kya baat hain?"Samadrita asked.

"Kisse shaadi horahi se thaari?"Hardik asked in a fierce tone.

Samadrita stood up while replying,"usseh aapko kya?"

"Naam bata chhori!"Hardik almost yelled, and Shreyas and Siraj rushed to his side, saying,"bhai! bhai! bhai! Control please."

"Re batati kaaye nahi? Kaun se thaara honewala pati?"Hardik asked again, after asking the boys to leave them alone, and they went away.