MN FF: Fortunate Lover Part 4 [LAST] @ Pg 22 - Page 9

"Yeah Naina, you will have to tell me about all that happened with you. It's not a minute thing that you can neglect" Nupur showed her a report "See, according to our editorial survey, every 4 out of 7 girls in some way or the other get trapped in the cobwebs planned by these ridiculous persons who treat themselves as the dictator of the world, they want to create."

Nupur could see Naina crying in front of her. She was sobbing quietly with her head down. Nupur placed her hand over her shoulder "Naina, it is not only about you but for every other girl, who find this as world of fantasy. It's time to wake up and wake others, Naina, you have to help me."

Naina spoke in a very low voice "But he loved me, he was my whole world."

Nupur took a deep breath and rested herself back ob the chair "And he bankrupted you." Nupur took a pause and Naina raised her face up as the four words she heard revealed the whole story because of which she was here.

"Naina, take your time, think again. If you still want to let him live exempted by all that he had done with you, then surely you can leave, otherwise, if you want some help from us or anyone in the media, then we are always there to help you." Nupur picked up the glass of water and passed it to Naina. "Just ponder over what I said, and we'll meet tomorrow. OK and I hope we are meeting tomorrow."

Naina quietly went out and Nupur got up from her seat. Her neck was paining, she twisted her neck in every direction but it was of no use. Then she saw her mobile phone on the table blinking, it was on silent mode. She then looked up at the watch, it was 9 and outside it was completely dark. Nupur saw a name flashing on the mobile screen, Shilpa Aunty. She picked up the phone immediately.

"Hello" Nupur said.

A voice came from the other side, "Beta, kitni der mein pohonch rahe ho?"

"Haan au__, maa, bas thodi der mein pohonchti hoon."

Nupur quickly packed up her file and reports in the black leather office bag and headed up for her car. She inserted the keys into the ignition twisted it to turn the car on, pressed the clutch and abruptly she removed her foot from the clutch twisted the key back and rested herself back on the seat. She raised her head up and could only see the beige roof of the car. It was exactly one year back.

"Bhabhi, bhaiya will arrive in just a moment." All the girls went outside and closed the door.

Nupur looked at the room, at the bed on which she was sitting, the strings of roses and jasmine hanged to decorate the bed, at herself, she was wearing a red lehnga, feeling like a mannequin in display of a jewelry shop. She quietly sneaked up from her bed and opened her suitcase. She placed her hand to the bottom of the case searching for something amidst the sarees, jewelry boxes and finally she took out a rope from the bottom. She took a stool, climbed on it and tied a knot around the fan and then finally across her neck. She slid the stool beneath her feet and her breath choked and everything started to darken in front of her eyes.

"Yes, maa I have just left the premises" Mayank said "It would take only 20 minutes, maa"

Mayank was driving back to home from his office and his car stopped on the way because of the traffic. He saw a baraat going from there, everyone dancing, enjoying on the beats of music. Mayank looked at the bridegroom from his window pane. He smiled and then abruptly his smile faded and it was because of his past, exactly one year ago.

Mayank twisted the knob of his door and slowly opened the door. For the first time, he was hesitating to open the door of his own bedroom, after all from now someone else was also there to share the room with him. He got his love as his life partner, what else he could demand. Mayank entered and found Nupur hanging on the rope.

Mayank rushed to Nupur and lifted her from her feet. As some air entered into the windpipe, Nupur coughed. Mayank placed her feet to the stool which was lying down on the floor. He then removed the rope from the fan and made Nupur sit down. Nupur slowly opened her eyes. He gave her a glass of water but she threw it away from his hand. Nupur was still coughing. Nupur got up quietly and went to the sofa and slept there. Mayank was left standing there in the middle of his room on his wedding night, unable to understand the upheaval created by Nupur. He could hear her sobbing but he said nothing. He placed the stool back to its position and rolled up the rope and placed it inside the cupboard, and from there he took out a pair of tracks and t-shirt and went to the washroom. He looked at himself in the mirror and washed his face twice with water. After about 10 minutes, Mayank came out and saw Nupur's face turned towards the couch. He picked up the comforter and placed it over Nupur. He sat on the bed and saw Nupur sleeping on the couch.

Why does Nupur acted like that? It had to be some major problem otherwise why would she attempt to kill herself. Nupur, I hope its not because of our marriage. Nupur please get up and talk to me, Nupur I want to talk to you.

Mayank's heart was crying with pain. He got up and quietly sneaked out of the room in the hope that a new day would bring new freshness and he walked up to the terrace.

Mayank reached his house and saw a familiar white car parked in the garage. It was Honda Esteem, Nupur's. Mayank entered into the house and saw his mom, Shilpa coming towards him.

"Because of both of you I kept the party at 10, now it doesn't mean that will be so late" Shilpa said in anger.

"I am on time" Mayank showed her his Rolex watch which was showing the time 10 and then he looked around and asked "Maa, where is Nupur?"

"She is on the terrace with her friends" Shilpa said.

Mayank went upstairs and found a great arrangement made for the party. He looked around and found a lady dressed in a red saree, her hairs tied to a French knot and long silver diamond earrings touching her neck.

Mayank was sitting in the pandal performing some rituals after the preist and then the priest called for the bride to come. Everyone including Mayank turned their face towards the stairs from where an angel clad in red lehnga was descending. She was looking at the ground and slowly passing the corridor came and sat near Mayank. A man with white hairs wearing a pink coloured turban was extremely glad to see her daughter as a bride. Mayank had waited for this day, since three years, since he realized he loved her.

Mayank stepped towards Nupur and called her name "Hi dear."

Nupur gave him a side hug. "Hi, how was the office, but you are late."

"Nupur, I am on time dear, actually VIPs arrive late." Hearing that everyone laughed including both of them.

Then Shilpa arrived. "May I have your attention everyone, the couple is here, Mayank and Nupur."

Then a cake arrived, on it was written 'Happy Anniversary'. Mayank and Nupur smiled looking at each other and cut the cake together. Everyone calls for a celebration. Everyone requested the couple. Nupur looked down and nodded her head. Mayank placed his hand forward and Nupur looked into his eyes, her eyes were asking Mayank to take his hand back. Mayank blinked his eyes in order to assure Nupur to dance with him, he held Nupur's hand tightly and drew her towards the dance floor.

It was a different feeling and to dance with Mayank 'noways' but I had to Mayank drew me to the dance floor. I never danced with him and had no plan to dance with him in future. I only remembered dancing on my first date with Adi. It was an exquisite feeling to dance with such a beautiful dancer but he still danced with me holding me elegantly. I never dreamt in my worst dreams that anyone other than Adi would dance with me but what can I do when destiny decided for me to live my worst dreamt.

I was really very happy when Nupur agreed to come to the dance floor. Man, I'll dance with Nupur. She was already looking angelic in that saree. She really has her own style that makes her look really out of this world. Her hairs were tied up in a bun but I prefer her in open hair as she always did in college, her vibrant nature, her zeal to life to fullest. She has changed a lot, but, I still love you Nupur.

"Come on guys, its just a dance" One of the Mayank's friend exclaimed.

I felt a tingling effect when Mayank's hand slid on my bare waist. Mayank pulled me closer to him and held my hand into his. I was having goose bumps with each movement of his fingers over my waist. He didn't made it awkward for me as his grip was loose around my waist but still rubbing of his fingers around my waist made me feel awkward in his arms. After a short dance we came back and party went on.

I think many of you have forgetten about this FF, but I am trying my best to update every FF. Hope you liked this part. Thanks for liking the story idea proceeding with two mindsets. I think you have got the idea about their past but still many things are left to be revealed and yeah don't consider Naina a minor character over here 😉.Please Please Please leave comments, if you didn't like then tell it, if you liked it then tell. I am eagerly waiting for your replies.