《Ishq hua... the unknown feeling | ✓》.7.
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Continuation...
Jiyana(J):ha Annika didi... pakka dekna apki shadi me na me hi event manage karungi. Apke company me job le k.(she said in excitement)
A:ab me shadi karungi ya nai mujhe pata nai. Par me hamesha wait karungi ki tum ache se job karna. Jo bhi tuje pasand ho.(she caressed her hair)
J: acha di. Mujhe na apse ek zaroori baath karni tho.
A: ha batou.
J:mujhe na lagta hai ki Rishi ko force kiya hai shadi ko.
A:matlab...?
J: bas laga.!(she said casually for which Annika didn't take it seriously)
Then after that she came to Bedi mansion.
A: wo aunty ji. Ye aaj welcome dinner hoga.
Ra:hein..? Wo kya hai Anika. Tum na mujhe sab kuch bata do ki kya kya hoga..?
A:arry aunty ji ap mast maze karo na. Ye sab me deklungi.
Ra:acha jo bhi hai ye English function. Tum hi karlo.
A:ap bilkul tension mat lo. Full on khidkithod hoga.
(Annika giggled and left)
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Annika was walking on through the corridor when someone pulled her into the room. Pinned her to the wall closing the door behind.
A:ye kya harkat hai..?
R:Annika...,! please. mujhse galti hui hai, Me manta hu. Please mujhse baath karo.
A: apse baath karne me mujhe mich-michi machti hai.(she huffed) Me kyu karu baath...? Ha..?
R:(takes her hands in his.) Pata nai kyu. Tumari ye ignorance mujhe sahi nai jarahi Annika..! Ab tum ise guilt kaho ya kuch bhi. Lekin please mujhse bath karo. Please.
A:aap chodiye mujhe.(she jerks her hands off him) Mujhe pata hai. Ap mujhe pata rahe hai. Chaplusi(makan lagana typs) karahe hai taki me apki madat karu. Lekin mujhe ye nai pata ki ap ye sab kyu karre hai.
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R:Annika. Ok. Teek hai. Madat mat karo. Ok. Me ye shaadi karunga tho kya tum mujhse baath karogi..?
A: ap mujhse aise kyu puch rahe ho..? Meri baat karne se ya na karne se kya farak padta hai..?
Rishi hugs her tightly. While Annika was shocked to digest this moment.
R:pata nai. Lekin mujhe farak padraha hai. Bohot farak padraha hai. Annika. Please baath karo.
"Rishi..!"
Yuvi(Y): yaar rishi darwaza khol.
But rishi was so lost being in her embrace.
A:hatiye koi aya hai.
But no response fro. Rishi. He was not in mood or any state of mind to leave.
A:Rishi sir. Chodiye. Please.
R:tum mujhe maaf karogi..?
A:pata nai.
Lekin ab filhal k liye chodiye.
Until this yuvi left as he didn't get the response from inside.
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At night
The arrangements were done for the welcome dinner.
Annika walked around checking on the arrangements.
A:ye lo ye rishi sir ko de aaou. Aur me dekti hu ki Singh family nikli ki nai.
Nikhil(N):mam wo nikal chuke hai. Me ne baath ki thi. Aur me jata...
"Arrey nikhil... idar aou na" Jay called him.
J:beta tu dek le na thoda me ise le jata hu.
A:ji uncle! 😊( ab mujhe hi jana padega😖)
.
A:sir..?
R:please sir mat bulaou.
A:(ignoring his words) ye apke liye kapde hai aaj k welcome dinner k liye. Ap try karlo kuch alterations chahiye tho bata dena me bahar hi hu. Please jaldi try kar lijiye.
She was leaving he stopped her.
R:Annika..? Please mujhe maaf kardo. Please. Mujhe tumare bare me aisa nai bolna chahiye tha.
A:ap try karo. Kuch chahiye tho bula lena.
R:(sighed) hm. Ok.
He tried his cloths and everything was good. After all Annika was the manager there. Everything would be "khidkhithod"
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R:Annika...! Anika...!
He called her for help.
A:ha..? Sab teek hai..? Kuch galat tho nai hai. Kuch alterations chahiye..?
R:nai kuch nai. Bas tume dikhane bulaya.🙂
A:umm..ok..
She was leaving when she noticed the collar was not done.
A:ek mint.
She went near him. Pit her hands correcting his collar. Rishi held her hands.
R:maaf nai karna tho mat karo. But at least chilla tho do mujh pe. Mujhe pata hai me ne galat liya tume aise bolke. Mujhe tumare re bare me..
Anika didn't let him complete.
A:aap mere baath ko samj hi nai rahe Rishi... SIR.(still her hands near his collar and he holding them) yeahan baath meri nai hai. Actually baat kabi mere bare me thi hi nai. Baat apki soch ki hai. Ap business man ho. Or apko ye kheriyat me tho nai mili..? Apne mehenat kiya na. So same goes with others too. Aur mere saath bhi.
me ne Anika vardan trivedi nai. Sirf Annika banke yehan thak ponchi hu sirf Anika!
R:me jaanta hu. I know it now. Isiliye aur bhi zyada guilty hu. Please maaf kardo. Aur please mujhe baath karo. Aur me is shaadi se lhish nai hu Anika. Lekin tum baath karo. Tho me shaadj bhi karlu.
A:apko iske bare me mujhe se nai Neha se baath karna hoga. Nai tho raita phail jayega. Aur isme me kuch nai karsakti. Atrangi tarike se dimag chala k dimag ki dhai mat banou. Keep it simple. Go and talk.
Rishi noded.
A:?
R:kya..?
A:chodiye mujhe.
Rishi left her hands and Annika left the room.
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