Finding The Light (VirMan) PART 40 FINISHED! - Page 6

Chapter 7: Sweet, Sweet Revenge

"Viraat beta, today I'll fix you straight." Maanvi said to herself; she crossed her arms and thought hard, "What to do, what to do." She took her right hand and pointed to her head as if to help her pranks arrive.

"One minute." Maanvi abruptly stood up with a cunning smile. "Didn't Jeevika say that I can ask for Viraat for anything?" Her smile flashed her pearly white teeth, - a pretty crafty smile at that. "Maanvi, you have to listen to your elders, after all Jeevika did say I can ask him whenever and whatever." She told herself as she stared into bliss, her eyes twinkling with pleasure.

She paced up and down the room, planning her revenge into perfection. "Wait." Maanvi said as she stopped in the middle of the room, her arms placed midway. She twirled around and looked at the room, "This is Viraat's room." She stated and folded her arms into her chest, "And Viraat did say his bedroom is my bedroom, so essentially his things are my things." She giggled cheerfully and then stopped halfway. Her eyes widened in shock followed by an eye roll, "Maanvi, great. Now you're starting to talk to yourself. It's all that Chep-ji's fault!" Scolding herself, Maanvi went out of the room and into the hallway.

Looking at her left, she saw a series of rooms, all looking the same. She frowned – which one was Viraat's? She decided to check in all of them, treading carefully in case she went inside someone else's room. Finally, she found him in one of the latter rooms, sitting on the bed and fiddling with his phone. Maanvi noticed the clothes along with a pink towel that he had taken from her wardrobe – his wardrobe – earlier and realised that he was going to shower.

She crept into his room, only slightly so that he did not realise that she was behind him. After a minute or so, he stood up from the bed and walked ahead, Maanvi quickly hid behind the back wall to protect herself. However, Viraat was completely oblivious to her being there. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked out again, Viraat was gone. Satisfied with the knowledge of Viraat in the bathroom as she heard the faint whooshing of the water from the shower, Maanvi walked into the room. She eyed his clothes and grinned. "Viraat, phase number one is complete." She whispered happily.

Maanvi took his clothes, well stole is a better word, and ran out of the room and into her room, hiding the clothes at the back of the wardrobe. She quickly closed her own room door and waited for phase two to commence.

Minutes later, or for Maanvi which felt like forever, a hasty knock was heard on her room door.

"Maanvi!" Viraat called out. "Maanvi, open the door!"

He knocked again. "Maanvi!" He said louder, though not too loud or else everyone else in the house will think that he was 'teasing' her again, as Jeevika kindly pointed out earlier. He decided to open the door but then stopped himself as he remembered Jeevika's words after his banter with Maanvi earlier; she had told him not to go into the room which Maanvi had hijacked unless she opens it herself. Viraat easily agreed as to not make the relatives and neighbours think of him having an illicit relationship with Maanvi if he is seen always in 'her' room. It may not to be true, but having this much servants in the house, word will spread faster than Usain Bolt in his race. He shuddered at the thought of him and Maanvi together in a romantic way, sure she was pretty, but the fact that she was outspoken and loud, made him think otherwise.

Meanwhile, Maanvi heard the door knock a couple of times more until it faded out. She hid herself in Viraat's bed, under his blanket and stopped herself from laughing. "Viraat beta, phase number two is complete."

On the other hand, Viraat stood outside in only the pink towel covering his dignity as he had only picked up the towel earlier. He cursed himself and reddened himself with embarrassment; once he saw that his clothes had magically disappeared from the bed, he had a slight suspicion that it would be Maanvi. "Is she sleeping or something? Maybe I should just go in." He said to himself. "No, no. Jeevika bhabhi said I should not do anything of that sort." He shook his head. "But, if she's sleeping then who took my clothes?" He pondered for a moment.

"What if the maid took it? It had happened before…" He groaned, before he had been in his room, the one that Maanvi was sleeping in, which had his clothes making it easier, but now? He was doomed.

"Not now." He groaned again and closed his eyes. To the outside world, this would have looked amusing to see a grown man only in a bright pink towel, holding it from the edges and wishing for it not to fall in case it had exposed him.

There was only one thing he could do – to go through the other corridor and get Viren's clothes. He gulped, that meant having to go through a risk of people seeing him. He consoled himself and said, "Okay Viraat, just take a deep breath and just walk. Actually, no too slow. Run, beta. Just run." He nodded and then groaned. "What am I doing? I'm talking to myself." He lightly tapped his head in frustration and decided to make a run for it.

Running through the corridor, the cold air brushing past his ripped torso and tanned skin, he suddenly stopped as someone stood in his way. There standing in front of him, eyes wide open in shock, mouth open in surprise was his Kadambari Chachi, all in her Bollywood persona glory.

"Hai, what happened to you?" She said as she took a step towards the embarrassed Viraat.

"Chachi, I…I lost my clothes." He sighed whilst trying to divert himself from looking into her eyes.

"Oh god, Khabhie Khushi Khabhie Gham! Sometimes you're happy now you're sad, I mean gham." She breathed out. Typical, he thought. His Chachi was the ultimate Bollywood fan, opting to dress like every other Bollywood character. This time she was dressing like Anjali from KKKG.

"Yes aunty," She giggled at him. "What's so funny?" He asked.

"I'm sorry but Shlok's clothes won't fit you." She said seriously.

"What?"

"Do you need me to repeat it? Shlok's clothes won't fit you so I don't know why you came here. If it did, I would gladly give you it." She said.

Oh God, Viraat thought. She had thought that he was going to come into their room to ask for clothes!

"No, no Chachi! I was going to Viren Bhai, not you." He corrected and ran out as Kadambari fell into a laughter fix as his towel nearly came off, leading to Kadambari to quickly close her eyes in awkwardness , and into his brother and Bhabhi's room. Thankfully, no one was in so he took out his brother's smart white shirt and a pair of jeans and quickly wore it. He didn't really like his brother's dress sense; well it was nice but too formal for him. Viraat was a free boy; he didn't like being bound by rules.

Walking out, he made sure the coast was clear of the Bollywood lover and whizzed downstairs. Everyone had come home and now, it being evening, meant that it was time of dinner, and as usual he was the last one down. As he walked to the table, everyone had their eyes fixed on him as if they were hiding something. Kadambari giggled and Viraat saw his brother's lips shape a smirk, what was happening? He thought. He sat down opposite Maanvi whilst others sat in silence, an unusual silence as the dinner started. What he didn't see was Maanvi trying to sustain her laughter as she saw Viraat's change of clothes and everyone's stifling laugh. "Viraat, bachu. Phase number three is complete."

You dint PM me for the last two parts! *Angry mode*
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*Rushes back to read from part 5*

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Ahhh i reaad them!
I loved it sooo far! 🤗
Thanksies for such a nice part! :D

Amazing update!!!
Continue soon!!!
Thanx 4 pm!!

it was lovely!!😊 do continue soon!! 😊

Hey buddy!

Wow... Just read last 2 parts togthr and am rofling on Virat's condition. Awesome.

Originally posted by: sindhyaa.

You dint PM me for the last two parts! *Angry mode*
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*Rushes back to read from part 5*

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