"Oye meri AK-47 aaj kya hua hai?"
Anshika asked.

"Haan what happened you sound so low."
Shivangi asked.

Aise nhi milkr btaungi, come to the She cooks restaurant.

"Okay!" They said in unison.

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I waited for them.

"Hello! Meri jaan."

"Hii bbg"

'Hmm hi'

"Acha ab bta kya hua."

'Yarr mummy wants me to meet a guy!!'

"WHAT?! FUCK IT."Anshika screamed.

"WHO ON THE EARTH IS HE?" Both of then said.

'It's Kartik Jaiswal'

"Ladies get back to work, I need to know every single detail about him."

"Okay Captain."

"Par yaar tu abhi se in sab mein kyu ja rhi hai?"  Shivangi asked getting worried.

'Yaar they said, just go meet him, we aren't telling you to marry him right away.'

"Okay but still, once you like him they'll send a proposal noo?" Anshika spoke.

'That'll happen when i'll like him.' I ended up with a smirk.

Both of them laughed at this.

"That's like our girl."

'Design our dresses okay?, I want no compromise.' Anshika spoke looking everywhere but not me.

"We should receive the first invitation."
Shivangi said.

'Guys, guys chill kal hi nhi ho rhi hai shaadi'

"But you know we'll get ready for your wedding, but eventually will have to cry at your vidai. Gosh! Whole money wasted." Anshika fake cried.

And she earned a smack at the back of her head by Shivangi.

'Aww will my babies cry at my farewell?'

"Yesss!" Anshika...lysm!

"No." Shivangi is pretending I know.

'No??' I asked widening my eyes at Shivangi.

"Ofc yes!" Finally huh.

We did a group hug, ate our favorite food.

And left for our home.

It was nearly 5:30 so I just took a shower, and wore my simple anarkali.

It was nearly 5:30 so I just took a shower, and wore my simple anarkali

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