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"REHAN FOR ALLAH'S SAKE WE ARE GETTING LATE." I yelled for the millionth time.
"Dude chillax, we'll be there on time." He said adjusting his sunglasses making me look at him in anger.
"I'll kill you if we get late." I said and started driving.
"So how are you feeling?" He asked me while I looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" I asked him while he looked at me making me look ahead.
"I mean to say are you ready to impress everyone?" He asked me removing his sunglasses.
"I'm nervous." I said genuinely.
"Whoa. The great Saif khan is nervous." He said smirking at me while I rolled my eyes at him.
"And you aren't helping." I said hitting him on his chest while he groaned.
"I'll always have your back brother." He said and without uttering any other word, I continued driving.
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"Finally." Rehan said jumping out of the car and opening his arms wide.
"Take your things." I said throwing him his bag which he was quick enough to catch.
""Whoa, the house seems good." Rehan said taking in its view.
"It probably should be there ancestral house." I said and he nodded his head.
"So what are we waiting for?" Rehan asked and I raised my eyebrow.
"Let's get started with our mission 'Get Bhabhi back'." He said and I rolled my eyes at him.
"She isn't my Bhabhi." I said walking towards the entrance.
"But she is mine." He said shrugging his shoulder.
"She is your Bhabhi." I said not liking his words while he looked at me in amazement.
"Yeah yeah lover boy." He said and groaning I rang the bell.
"I know how to make it fast." He said and started ringing the bell continuously.
"Rehan you are going to be dead if they don't like me." I said pushing away his hand and that's when I heard my beautiful wife,
"COMING." I couldn't help but feel my heart beating.
"Don't you have... " She stopped saying when she saw me at the door.
I couldn't help but smile looking at her.
Gosh I missed her so much!
I started looking at her. She was wearing a black and white kurta with a pair of jeans while her head was covered. Her mouth was ajar. Her eyes were wide. I could see a tint of pink on her face.
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