Mayur FF - Magical Complications.

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1. The Complications..

this was the 15^th time nupur was asking for another drink., "di plz bas karo, let's go home, for God sake look at u, u are totally drunk", gunjan was trying push away the glass but nupur didn't let her do that, "u go home gunjan, u have a husband waiting, to whom will I go?, u go go!", she started patting gunjan's cheek, her eyes were getting droopy and her body movements showed the lack of coherence, but before gunjan would further continue with her pleading her phone rang, she hurriedly reached for her phone in her bag and her throat dried seeing the name flashing on screen , "haan samrat?", she tried to sound normal.

"gunjan where are u?", the strictness in his voice made her more scared, "samrat main yahan'wo.."

"nupur k sath ho ..right?", he knew his wife very well, and gunjan got embarrassed, stealing a glance at her sister, who was now trying to pour the last drop of the drink in her throat, "samrat listen..i.."

"gunjan I just called u informing that rohan and araav were asking about you", he hung up the phn leaving gunjan with teary eyes, samrat's voice had such disappointment and rage, he was strict but he was not rude,, which made gunjan feel very guilty and her tears rolled down her cheeks,

"one more drink", nupur's voice made her rage boil to its limits, "di bus karo!", her voice this time was broken due to tears but very strict, she held her from her shoulders and made nupur face her, "di tumahin meri jaan ki kasam hai, for my life's sake lets go home plz, I almost abandon my family for u., u and u don't even realize, di plz, my kids are suffering, plz lets go home", in spite of her anger, she couldn't be strict and said to nupur in an almost pleading tone.

Although nupur was drunk but her sister's pleading voice struck her last bit of senses left. She could tolerate everything but not the tears of her darling sister, which was daughter like for her, she blinked her eyes twice, to see gunjan was now crying, even in that night club, and even in midst of all the rock music, she could only hear gunjan's sobs, she tried getting up from the chair, but lost balance and gunjan supported her, again making her sit, "gunjan u go home, I told u na..u go home"

"di u know I won't leave u here, plz chalo na", she tried making her stand again with her support but this time nupur was not interested, "gunjan what is the use, I will return here after sometime, u go na"

She started revolving the last bit of ice in her glass, even that was about to melt, just like her life..

"di..plzzz", nupur looked at her , she knew she won't agree, nupur smiled with droopy eyes and holding her arm, she slowly started walking, they had reached the exit of the club when nupur screamed, 'OMG!"

She stopped with shock, "kia hua di?", nupur removed her arm from her hand, "I didn't say him bye!!", she ran back to the counter and gunjan ran behind her.

She almost ran towards the counter and leaned over to other side, he was standing facing the shelf,,"oye hello,..", she patted his shoulder and he turned, his deep dark eyes, met hers', the stern look on his face was not new for nupur, "aj bhi u made fabulous drinks", she leaned a bit more on the counter, wheras he was standing rock solid on his place, not at all being affected by her leaning, she looked back at gunjan, who was waiting, she leaned closer, almost whispering, "gunjan ko pata nahi chale, but I will see u tomorrow", she looked into his eyes smiling and he made sure no part of her body touched his',"bye..umm", she again forgot his name, so she bended on the badge on his shirt pocket, "yess..bye mayank Sharma!!"