Continuation of last part
Abhi looks mesmerized at the door. He gets lost in deep thoughts. The door opens again and his mother peeks in, the door slams again and Abhi snaps out of his thoughts. He looks at Mrs. Mehra surprised. “ mother, is everything alright?” he asks a little worried at her disturbed expression.
Mrs. Mehra walks up to her son and takes a good look at him. “ you tell me.” Abhi’s mother frowns.
Abhi seems surprised with the sharpness in her voice. “ what do you mean?” he asks her in a neutral expression.
“ why are you bothering Pragya?” she asks him sternly. “ I know that you were lying and that she played along with your lies.” Abhi was going to defend himself but his mother didn’t let him.: However, I also know that you are indeed the one who hurt her.” She adds and Abhi looks at her as seeing a ghost.
Abhi runs a hand through his jet black hair. “ she provoked me. Have you seen how ill-mannered she si?” Abhi tries to defend himself.
“she is not ill mannered just because she doesn’t share your views.” Mrs. Mehra raises an eyebrow. “ stay away from Pragya, her parents are highly respected in our community.” she warns him to which Abhi nods.
“ yes mother, as you wish. I don’t even want to be around that spoilt brat.” Abhi replies and his mother rolls her eyes at his last sentence.
They leave towards the banquette hall to attend the wedding of bulbul and Purab. The wedding hall is full of life and the wedding ceremony takes place smoothly. After a lot of dancing by relatives and friends, dinner is served. They who want can walk up to the stage and click pictures and selfies with the newly wedded couple.
Abhi is seated with a few other men and they are talking about business, politics and sports. Pragya is standing with a few girls beside bulbul and pulling her and purabs legs while having a photo session,
P: jiju you are looking so handsome with bubbles. Sorry but you cant go to your room now. Itni beychani aur betabi just a few more hours.
They both blush
Abhi’s mother comes up to him. “ shouldn’t you spend time with Purab and also click a few picture with him? He is your best buddy after all.” Abhi nods but is reluctant on goin up to the stage
abhi takes a deep breath, “ excuse me gentlemen.” He nods and stands up from his seat. He buttons his black suit and walks towards the stage majorly decorated with flowers.
“ so what have you planned for the wedding night?” Pragya winks at Purab. Bulbul turns red and slaps pragya’s arm. “ ouch.” The girls around her giggle.
Abhi is heading towards the stage and sees a group of girls centered there with colorful attires. They are all laughing and have their back towards Abhi.
Purab spots Abhi and his brown eyes sparks in amusement. “ hey man! Good to finally get a glimpse of you!” Purab smiles with his dimples showing.
Abhi smirks, “ I couldn’t keep myself away to say a last good bye when you’re ending you life by your own choice.” Abhi teases. “ no offense to you ,you’re surely amazing.” Abhi looks at bulbul and bulbul smiles knowing that he is just joking.
The young girls attention divert towards the handsome business man.
“ OMG, isn’t that abhishekh prem Mehra?” Anjali, cousin to bulbul, whispers.
“mhmm.” Shetal confirms not taking her eyes away form Abhi
“ he is too good to be true.” Myra a friend of their says dreamily.
Pragya scowls in disgust seeing the girls drool over the, in her opinion , an ugly arrogant man and tries to stay away from his vision.
Abhi poses for a few pictures with the couple and Pragya decides to leave the stage. She can feel negative vibes just being around him.
Pragya walks towards the low staircase with her high heels clicking. “ Pragya wait!” she hears bulbuls voice from behind when taking a step down.
Pragya halts her movement in discomfort. “ oh no.” Pragya sighs in despair knowing that she have caught the attention of a certain person. She plasters a smile and turns around to face bulbul. “ Yes darling?” she asks and tries hard not to look at Abhi who is standing behind the couple.
Abhi looks at Pragya bored. He could not miss to hear the compliments coming from the pathetic girls she was standing with and even harder could he miss the pathetic attempt of Pragya to not come under his radar.
Bulbul smiles. “ I want you to meet Abhi, Purab’s best friend.” Pragya’s eyes widens not believing her ears and Abhi looks irritated.
What is it with people and wanting them to introduce them to each other? That million dollar question they both ask themselves while exchanging bitter glances.