Originally posted by: Niyati_T
Imagine, bhuvan, rb, mehra and Prerna in a car
Bhuvan and Mehra note how their employer is busy glazing at his wife. A small smile has adorned his face while he is watching her but Prerna is oblivious to this. She is busy reading the terms of their new deal. Bhuvan and Mehra share a look and grin at each other.
Mehra to Rishabh: Sir, vo kal party ke liye main soch raha tha ki humare company ke VP aur unki wife ko special invitation diya jaye. Aapki unse baat toh hoti hai na?!
Rishabh doesn’t miss the way Mehra had stressed on the words VP aur unki wife. He knew very well that Mehra was playing a game. He shot a glare and was about to speak but Prerna beat him
Prerna: VP!? Kon VP?! Mr Bajaj, itne saalon main aapne mujhe kabhi kisi VP ke bare nahi bataya..
Rishabh was about to answer her question and come up with an excuse but this time Bhuvan spoke before him
Bhuvan: Kahin yeh vahi VP toh nahi, jo apni Biwi se pyaar karte hain but bolte nahi?!
Mehra: Haan haan... yeh vahi VP hai... Ma’am actually vo abh company ke VP hone ke saath saath sir ke bohut aache dost bhi hain... issliye ek baar sir ne mujhse advice li thi, but pata nahi unka issue sort hua ya nahi...
Bhuvan: Arey nahi hua hoga... uss din hum unko bhi ghar chode the... dekha tha humne.. sirf apni biwi ko pyaar se dekhe ka rahe hai.. majal hai kuch bol diye ho.. humko toh lagta hai aaj tak nahi bol payenge honge ki pyaar hai unko apni biwi se...
Rishabh rubbed the bridge of his nose in embarrassment and in frustration. His employees were making fun of him, they were discussing his love life in front of his wife and he couldn’t say a word to them. Prerna huffed in anger and looked at Rishabh
Prerna: Mr Bajaj agar aap unke itne acche friend hai toh aapko unhe push karna chahiye ki vo jake aapne wife se sab confess kare. Agar aapko kisi se pyaar hai toh usse chupana kyun? Kaise dost hain aap Mr Bajaj, jo apne friend ko sahi advice bhi nahi de sakte.
Rishabh’s mouth fell agape at her words. It was so easily for her to say that his friend should confess to his wife. But she didn’t know that the friend in question was he, himself and she was the wife.
Mehra and Bhuvan (in union): Haan sir, Maam ki baat sahi hai. VP ko apni wife se sab confess kar lena chahiye abh.
Rishabh to himself: Inn dono ne milke meri problem ka mazak bana diya hai. Pata nahi abh tak inn dono ko job pe kyun rakha hai maine. Aur Prerna, itni aasani se bol diya ki pyaar confess kar dena chahiye. Lekin unke samne meri bolti bandh ho jati hai uska kya?
He shot deadly glares at Mehra and Bhuvan who were still smirking at him and thought to himself inn dono ko toh main baad main dekhta hun.