THE OBEROI SERIES # 4 WATCHING IPL...
It was the finals of IPL 2017. Mumbai Indians vs Rising Pune Supergiants.
Annika was at Oberoi Mansion praising her self control. She had managed with great difficulty to not reply to a dozen high pitched 'Oh My Matas' that came from a certain someone. Apparently there was a huge crisis in the dining room. Two chairs were not placed at their proper positions!! They were away by a couple of inches! The audacity of this "middle-class, sadak chap ladki" to not notice it right away! Why did Shivay even marry her?
It took Annika superhuman power to get out of that place wihtout saying anything, which was bound to bring upon her a fresh volley of insults. Now she was fuming, though.
After escaping form the Oh my Matas , she finally found time to watch the match. No more evil mother-in-laws. Finally she could be at peace. Just as the match started, her husband walked in followed by his youngest brother.
"Bhabhi, what do you think? Kaunsi team jitegi?"
" Mera Pune of course! Dhoni jo hain usme!"
At this, Shivay smirked and said, "tumhe Mumbai ko hi support karna padega."
"kyon??" She was really angry now.
"Kyonki Bhabhi, yeh apke Pati Parmeshwar ki team hai."Rudra grinned. So his Bhabhi didn't know , he realized. Now this was going to be fun.
"Pati Parmeshwar! yeh! " She scoffed. " Vaise matlab kya hai tumhara? Shivay Mumbai Indians team me the?" She burst out laughing. To even imagine Shivay playing cricket, or any sport for that matter was impossible.
"Annika he means that yeh team meri hai."
"Apni ise kharid li hai kya?" She started laughing again. But at Shivay's lack of response, her laughter died. She saw him smirking triumphantly.
"O bete ki! Aap MI ke owner hai!" Now this was a mini heart attack situation. But she was Annika, wasn't she? Time to wipe off that smug grin off his face. It had stayed for too long, and at her expense.
"Toh Shivay, aap please meri ek choti si request puri karenge? Please?"
"haan batao" came the haughty reply.
"Aap na mujhe ek baar Rohit Sharma se milva dijiye. please."
"haan okay. Main tumhe kal hi Rohi- Ek minute! No! ".
Now it was Annika's time to smirk and flaunt her victory. Realizing that he had again let her have the last laugh , Shivay pretended to receive a call from Mishra and ran out of the room, in an attempt to salvage his pride.
Annika was laughing like a maniac, leaving Rudra wondering what happened to his Bhaiya and Bhabhi.
Hi guys, I am updating after along time. I am not very good at writing this kind of stories. It was an idea my sister and I came up with. So please leave your comments and enjoy, if possible. :)
Edited by idolovestories - 8 years ago