SaHan OS Thread - The Renter (pg 1) and The Impersonator (pg 5)

Simply brilliant! Would some continuation to this! Maybe Manveer’s perspective on both Monga sisters! And dear Saahiba don’t know that someone is getting hot hearing her sing! 😂

Originally posted by: NidhaA

THE RENTER

Angad Singh Brar was very reserved with his smiles and his joy, but never before had it seemed that there was a constant dark cloud over him. Five months had passed since his wedding fiasco, and he was yet to get a good night’s sleep or clear answers.

A part of his heart still longed for Seerat although he was starting to have suspicions regarding her and her motives. She had come back two weeks after the wedding claiming nerves caused her to run. The part of him that longed for her wanted to get married to her at once, consequences be damned but whatever little sanity is left in him, stopped him from doing that. He had let her live in the house as her own parents had now disowned her. In the days following, in what he thought would be a time of rekindling of his affections, he had instead begun to suspect her motives. That he was accusing the wrong sister of duping him and his family.

Although that does not make her any less annoying.

Just as the thought of his “wife” crossed his mind, he heard her voice humming from somewhere to his left. At first, he shook his head, thinking he had hallucinated her voice by thinking too much about her, as he was doing lately but when he heard the words of the song she was singing, he knew for sure he was not. There was no way in hell he would ever hallucinate such a song

Mommy don’t know daddy’s getting hot,

In the body shop, doing something Unholy.

Following the trail of the voice he reached a room that was just off the corridor towards the west wing of their house. The door was ajar and there sounds of things being moved around. As he moved to enter the room, the owner of the voice came into view sweeping the floor, happily hummin the obscene lyrics. He ran his eye around the room and recognised that was recently rearranged.

Sahiba stopped her sweeping she when noticed the shiny loafers near her room’s door. She exhaled bracing herself to look up at the neanderthal wearing those ill named shoes. As usual Mr. Angad Singh Brar aka Mr. ATM looked like he had lockjaw and that he would dearly love to strangle her. He was looking around her room, as if he could not believe his eyes.

Of course, he would. He probably thinks I am one step away from stealing his precious mansion.

Angad’s eyes locked with those captivating gold-tinged ones. Sahiba raised one of her brows as if in question. Gathering his thoughts from having been slightly lost in her gaze he asked

“What are you doing?”

“Pole dancing” she replied without batting an eye.

“Well, the song would certainly fit” he shot back and smirked when he saw the blush go up her cheeks.

“Since you cannot understand the obvious” Sahiba began slightly mortified at the ATM having heard her song “I was sweeping” she waved the broom at him.

“I can see that – my question is why?” Angad replied, stepping back ever so slightly from the range of the broom, in case his “wife” got any ideas.

“I don’t know about you Brar’s, but I like my living space neat and clean” Sahiba said shortly before bending down and resuming her work.

Angad smirked slightly while saying “Decided you had enough of the storeroom rats, did we?”

For a while he had been discreetly trying to get her into one of the empty rooms. His mother had of course lied about not having rooms initially and given his own mental state he agreed with her method of humiliation. As the days went by, he started feeling guilty. Whatever she and her family had done, she was still a human being. She – true to her word- had not touched any jewellery or expensive dresses offered to her. She absolutely refused to use their cars and did not even eat the food they made. She catered to her own needs. He knew the storeroom was cramped and that it had long standing problem of rat infestation and had been for a while now leveraging the members of his household who adored her to get her to move. She hadn’t budged and he had his suspicions she knew who was making the original request.

“Rimpy and Dimpy were good company, but I couldn’t allow them to chew through my work tools” Sahiba replied arranging a few photographs on her side table. Her mom and elder sister were visibly absent from those.

“Rimpy and Dimpy? You named the rats!” Angad spurted out.

“Well why not? They came every night and heard my ramblings and were decent enough to not bite me, so I named them”

“Well how do you know they are the same rats?” Angad demanded.

“I just know” Sahiba said simply “By the way, Mr. ATM, just to clarify before you start with your accusations, I haven’t just randomly decided to move to this room”.

When Angad continued to blink at her she opened one of the drawers on her side table to take some papers out and proceeded to give it to him.

“That’s a rental agreement between me and your mother” Sahiba clarified “For the period of my stay in this room, I will be paying her 15000 rupees a month. The room is still far enough from yours, so we don’t cross paths unnecessarily and I will continue making my own food, doing my own laundry, and cleaning”

Angad could not believe his eyes. What was his mother thinking. He knew, Sahiba was barely making a living and supporting her family. This was just cruel.

“Sahiba, you don’t have to pay this. I will speak to Maa” Angad said firmly

“I will thank you to not do such a thing. As it is your mother loathes me, please don’t give her more reason to” Sahiba snatched the papers from him and glared.

“Sahiba how......you cannot make that payment. Not with what you earn” Angad protested.

“Of course, you would spy on how much I earn.” Sahiba seethed “Looking into my account to see if there are any large deposits, is it?”

Angad saw the fury and humiliation marring her eyes and regretted his words. He had not mean to hurt her and he had stopped spying into her accounts for a while now but she probably thought the worst.

“I only meant...” he moved towards her but Sahiba raised her hand to halt him

“Mr Angad Singh Brar, it shouldn’t matter to you whether I beg, borrow, steal or sell myself to pay the rent. We have no ties to each other; we are not husband and wife” her words landed like a slap on Angad.

He saw the hurt in her eyes just as much as he saw the shadows under them. What had he done?

“Now if you please, get out of my room” Sahiba pointed to the corridor.

“This is still my house you know” Angad replied masking his hurt with arrogance.

“True but per the rental agreement signed with Manveer Inderpal Singh Brar, for the time I pay my rent, this room is the exclusive property of Sahiba Kaur Monga” Sahiba gave him a wide mocking smile “So, if the uptight Mr. Angad Singh Brar would not like his delicate sensibilities insulted, I would suggest he stay out. You see I plan to sing many more songs like the one I just sang in this room. Who knows maybe I will even fit a pole in here to dance” saying this she shut the door in his face and resumed singing at the top of her voice

Mommy don’t know daddy’s getting hot,

In the body shop, doing something Unholy.

Afternote:

Welcome to one of my occasional rambles. Comment, criticize and rate as you see fit. Would love to read them all.

Song: Unholy by Sam Smith and Kim Petras (be warned it is an 18 plus song)

PS; Yes, I know it is hard to imagine sweet little Sahiba singing Unholy but you cannot deny the shock it would give Mr. Brar were she to do that. 😆

Wow ...

Yo, why is this an OS? This should be a full fledged FF. Also, Sahiba is capable of making that extra money if she wants to. Of course she will drain herself out but considering the amount she should receive from one order like that of Lucky Arora, she should have no trouble.

But I think she should send Manveer to jail for fraud lol. I pay half that rent for a two bedroom apartment

Absolutely terrific write up.

Loved it.

awesome writing. Please continue this with more shots

this is very good. i can imagine Angad's face when he heard those lyrics...hilarious

The great angad singh brar teasing his wife.. 😂😂😂 And our sherni is blushing.. Awww. Can't wait this to happen in serial also

Amazing OS. Please write more. Loveeed it❤️

Originally posted by: averma4583

Simply brilliant! Would some continuation to this! Maybe Manveer’s perspective on both Monga sisters! And dear Saahiba don’t know that someone is getting hot hearing her sing! 😂

Originally posted by: Ayu_12

Wow ...

Originally posted by: anjali9996

Loved it