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(everyone is going down the emotional lane. We all want Abhi to not break the marriage. We always write the emotional part but I decided to go down the other part. I hope you enjoy this.)
Part 1:
"So that's why Abhi married you." Daadi said. Pragya had just played the most desperate move. She had to take help from Daadi now to make sure Abhi does not break the marriage. "Now whatever I say. You will have to listen and do that okay?"
"Okay." Pragya replied. Daadi smiled at her response.
***
"Daadi?" Abhi asked. "You called me?"
"Yes." Daadi replied. "I wanted you to sit with me and drink some tea."
Abhi smiled looking at his Daadi. He loved her so much. Together they began drinking tea. When suddenly Pragya came.
"Daadi, you were right. I should have gone to the party ages ago." Pragya told her. Abhi choked on his tea when he saw Pragya. Pragya was dressed in a green sleeveless top with black skinny jeans and red shoes. Her hair was in a stylish bun. She had her Rayban glasses on. She didn't look like Pragya. She looked like a model from Time magazine. "I should have listened to you ages ago."
"I told you, nah?" Daadi smirked. "I told you it would be fun to try something new. By the way, nice dress. You look absolutely pretty."
"Pragya?" That was all Abhi could utter. She was stunned.
"Please." Pragya replied. "Call me Jiya. That's what my friends call me. Pragya sounds so bhenjish." Abhi stared at her in horror but he had to admit she looked pretty.
"Okay you go and fresh up and then you can tell me all about the party." Daadi smiled.
"Yes. Daadi I have so much to tell you." Pragya said.
"Did you see any cute boys?" Daadi asked. Abhi nearly choked on his tea again. What the hell was Daadi asking? He thought to himself.
"There is one." Pragya blushed. Abhi felt anger inside him. How could Pragya find anyone cute but him? Wait what was he thinking. Abhi mentally smacked himself.
"You go and fresh up and then we can talk." Daadi said. Pragya smiled and waved her hand at Abhi and left for the room. Abhi stared at Daadi for God knows how long and went after Pragya to the room and Daadi laughed to herself.
**
"Pragya?" Abhi asked coming inside. Abhi stared at her once again. Pragya had already changed. She was wearing a tank top and knee length pajamas. She was removing her earrings.
"I told you call me Jiya." Pragya said looking at him. "Pragya is too bhenjish."
"What are you wearing?" Abhi uttered. Pragya looked at herself.
"You like it? Daadi was right. I should try something new and I did." Pragya explained. "I love the Jiya attire. It makes me feel so carefree and tension less. I should have done this ages ago."
"But." Abhi said. He missed his Chasmish not some Jiya wearing contacts.
"I would have loved to stay and talk but I have got to go." Pragya said leaving the room. "I can't keep Daadi waiting. Toodles."
Abhi sat on the bed, totally confused at what had happened. Pragya had transformed into Jiya. He didn't like Jiya. He liked the bhenji version of her. Cute boy? Abhi suddenly realized. Who was the cute boy that Pragya was talking about? Uggh? Abhi mentally debated with himself.
**
Pragya came inside and took a breath of relief. Daadi just smiled at her.
"That was so scary." Pragya told Daadi. "If I had been there just one minute more. My heart would have exploded."
"You were great." Daadi assured. "You saw Abhi? He was shocked and stunned. He certainly didn't like the 'Cute boy' part."
"Daadi you're a mastermind." Pragya hugged her.
"I am after all Abhi's grandmother." Daadi laughed and they further discussed the plans.
**
The next day Abhi woke up to find Pragya dressing up. She was wearing a blue strapless dress, with a black belt by the waist. She was wearing some earrings and necklace. Abhi stared at her for some moments. Pragya did look pretty.
"You're going somewhere?" Abhi asked. Pragya turned towards him. She had light make up on.
"Yeah." Pragya blushed. "I have to attend a party."
"No." Abhi replied suddenly feeling the anger for the cute boy. Pragya looked at him confused.
"No?" Pragya asked.
"You're not going anywhere." Abhi said coming towards her.
"And who are you to stop me?" Pragya replied crossing her arms.
"Your husband." Abhi replied. He couldn't believe himself that he had said that.
"Really?" Pragya asked. "For how long? Until Tannu agrees to marry you? We never anything relation. Now move, I don't want to be late."
Abhi stared at her in shock. She did say the truth but it kind of hurt her. This 'Cute Boy' was stealing Abhi's limelight from his wife. Wait, his wife? Abhi mentally smacked himself again.
(Enough for now. I hope you like it. I will update the next part later.)
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