Chapter-6

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Hello hello

Happy Diwali everyone.

Hope you all are great.... And I got you a diwali gift. A new update!

I know bit late but I was very very busy I didn't even got single hour to rest.

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Khair Diwali ke is shubh avsar par sabhi bhul chuk ko maaf kar update ki or badhte hai.

Enjoy ☄️

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Raxit's POV.

I dropped her to the main gate and adored her until and unless the left the penthouse. I can feel the emptiness. I mean the time she entered I felt a different energy here. So enchanting.

I came inside the penthouse and took the keys of my motorbike Harley Davidson CVO road glide and decided to leave for the Thakur Mansion.

It is Friday today so I have to work plus Dadu will scold me if I take useless leaves as on Saturdays and Sundays I already to quarantine myself.

After driving for 10 minutes I stepped into my house everyone was awake and were giving me bombastic sideyes.

Come on guys, I was just playing.

"Mumma I am going to take bath and will be coming for breakfast in 30 minutes"I announced and walked trying to ignore the awkwardness out there.

I took steps when I heard mumma agreeing to me.

As soon as I reached home I took a good cold shower wore my pajamas, did worshipping my Shiva, came to my room changed into formal clothes and got downstairs to have breakfast.

I touched dadu and dadi's feet and wished everyone good morning and sat on my seat.

"Where were you kittu? " Dadu asked to me.

"At penthouse dadu" I answered to him while picking up a bite of sprouts from the bowl.

"Why? Today is Friday, " He questioned to me.

"Umm dadu I was there to play basketball, " I said and rest had there jaw on floor.

"After 2 years? " Everyone was astonished, very much astonished.

"Hmm"

"Okay" Everyone said to not expand this not so important conversation.

I have a good family.

We finished our breakfast and i took the keys of my car and got into it.

For the final time i looked into the mirror of the car brushed my fingers into it settled it well and started the car.

His attire

His attire

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