Fan Fiction TheTruth25part2Pg54 - Page 35

there's sum1 named reema begum tho..lol
gr8 2 read ur upd8s...2 in 1 as well...lol

upd8 soon hun

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Originally posted by: Reemz93

there's sum1 named reema begum tho..lol
gr8 2 read ur upd8s...2 in 1 as well...lol

upd8 soon hun

Reema begum?😆.. is that you?.. oh then I should have put her name as Reema begum😆😆 It would have been funny...

nice update kitty. man Mukti must have been real jealous ta see that ring on his hand. Bet ya that Prem is getting back those old feeling again for his basanti coz i'm hoping so. who cares if they hate each other coz i know that they will becum 1 again 😊😊 & i'll be happy when that update comes

oohhhhh its great continue soon!!!!!!

ohhh finally an update! thanks soooo much kitty for taking the time out and updating! you know i absolutely love this ff and your writing! you rock!
awsome update, i cant belive how sneaky prem is! and what exactly is he going to get out of this?!?! haiii this really brings back the good old memories!
beautifully wiritten as always! hope you can continue again sooon!

thanks 😃 .. i'll be having some time off from work for about a week i think i might be able to give a few updates

chapter 25 part 2

"Here" Mukti handed the papers over to prem. And stood up to leave all the while trying to avoid meeting with his eyes.
"Mukti.. wait.." he called getting up.
She turned around, in quick speed as though she was expecting him call out to her all along.
He started to mummble .
"I.. eh.. I don't know what you've heard about... Ree.. Reema eh.. and .i . m.. me... i know people must be saying lots of things .. eh. eh..i got her pregnant.. she tricked me in to marrying her.. or i tricked her in to marying me..a ctually i don't get that one reeally anyways, etc.. etc. ."
"i don't want to here this.. it's your personal matter Mr.Prem" Mukti turned her back to him.
"ok.. i know you don't.. eh care.. but.. i.. i should tell you i have my reasons and they might not be what you think they are... "
Mukti rolled her eyes at him by pure instinct, for she did believe whatever that was said about him all the etc as well.
"the fact of the matter is, she is going to be my wife and... she wouldn't... like it if.. i mean it's not going to look good if we were at each other's throats all the time like an old married couple.. don't take this the wrong way... what i mean to say is... i hope i mean... I ehm.. ehm i know we have gone through some things.. .. but i hope we could.. could be eh frien... i means atleast try to become or act friendly just until we get this thing over with" he told her, and held his hand out in a friendly gesture, yet all the while in his mind he was kicking him self for the absurd thought that had crossed his mind.
He watched Mukti's face which expectedly looked nothing but surprised.
"does he really want to become friends with me for the sake of his fiance? does he really care about his relationship or his image so much or is this another way he is using to get closer to me and hurt me?" she thought, for his motives were ever so questionable.
His hand was in mid air for so long; his proposal was unanswerd for so long, he thought he was going to drop to the floor in embarasment. He was suppose to hate her not suppose to be friends with her; what ever he had said now, he knew there was no turning back from it; he knew he couldn't suddenly go back from " would you be my friend" to "would you be my enemy whom i love to hate".
She looked at him unable to comprehend what he was trying to gain out of this, yet she could somehow gather that he too was not certain what he was aiming to do.
"You must be joking?" she held on to her defensive pose.
"I.. I am not sure.. but i just don't want to carry around our.. this whatever we have between each other forever.." prem said as he began to take his hand back, thanking her in his mind for not accepting his stupid idea.
"Ok" she agreed.
"OK?" Prem almost jumped back in shock
Mukti held out her hand. why she changed her mind she didn't know, it was the most idiotic thought she had ever had but, it felt the right thing to do for whatever reasons.
"Why in the world did she say yes, it is a stupid thing to do.. we can't be friends...well i am the idiot who brought it up in the first place, now i have to change all my plans.. i am such a moron " Prem thought as he reached to meet mukti's hand unsure of what it would feel like to shake her hand as a friend for he had never been a friend, " a true buddy like friend" to her.
"Ok then" he agreed he couldn't do anything else.
A not so strange vibrations ran through their veins as their hands met. Both were able to flash an unconvincing smile at the other. It was a stupid idea, to be her friend and was far stupider to hold her hand in a room with no one but them and the ever despisful silence.
The hands were held tightly together, either had no idea who was holding tighter, the friendly hand shake was slowly becoming somethign else; something more.
All of a sudden Mukti took her hand away as though a stroke of lightning had hit her.
"Just until our work is done" she added almost in a whisper.
"oh.. hmm .. yes ok.. yes just until then..." he answered trying to look at her hidden expressions.
she kept her eyes glued to his shoes.
"What?" Prem asked, looking at his shoes him self.
"Nothing"
"Should I still call you Mr.Prem.. Sir or what " her perplexed thoughts narrowing her eyebrows to her nose.
He smiled, happy for she was at least talking to him like normal humsn being; happy since she didn't sound hateful anymore, "This being friends might not be that bad' Prem figured.
"you can call me whatever you want"
"hmm..Ok then bye.. i will see you tomorrow" mukti gave smiled cheekily
and left, letting him figure out himeself what name; which mode correlation she would present him.
to be conitnued....

aww awesome update....itz great can u plz continue soon 😊