HER Special WISH

𝟑𝟐-𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋

𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐑𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

It's been whole fuckin day and this guy haven't even seen my message. I literally called him 3 times he didn't even picked up my calls.

I was sitting on my bed writing my diary. When my phone started ringing.

Ansh❤️ calling...

Me: Kya hai??

Ansh: woah na hi na hello sidha Kya hai?

Me: ha toh subha se calls and messages kar rahi hu call uthane nai hota? Itna kon busy hota hai?

Ansh: im sorry jaan thoda office ka kaam tha.. im really sorry agli baar se esa nai hoga.

Me: hmm

Ansh: Acha jaan I have a business party tomorrow at my farmhouse. Do you wanna join me?

Me: is it a party date?

Ansh: ummm maybeee.

Me: okay I'll come. What should I wear?

Ansh: jaan tum toh har chiz mein bohot sundar dikhti ho but kal ke liye I'll send you a dress tum woh pehna for me..

Me: Okayy....

And we were talking for atleast 1 hour discussing about how our day went. What did I do? What he did? How much tired he was and stuff...

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘:

I woke up early in the morning as I had to go to shopping with mumma. I got ready and went downstairs and idk why mumma and papa were giggling.

"What? Is something wrong with me? Kuch laga hai kya face pe" saying I checked myself in the mirror but there was nothing and they nodded in no.

"Toh itna has kyu rahe hai aap? Kuch Hua hai kya?" I asked them. "Nai beta tere papa bas ek kissa sune rahe the office ka toh bas wahi sunkar hasi aa gai." Mom said and I nodded.

We had our breakfast and I told mumma and papa " aacha mumma papa aaj na humare jo woh client nai the? Mr. Khurana unhone aaj business party rakhi hui hai... toh mein jaa sakti Hu na?" I asked them. I mean Ik I'm mature now I'm an independent women but whenever I'm with parents I'll definitely ask them.

"What if I say no?" Dad said. "Then I won't go.." I said with a smile.. they smiled and said. "Koi na chali Jana.." they said.

I was about to go upstairs when someone knocked on the door I went to check who it was. When I opened the door there was a lady standing with a box and a letter on top of it. "Hi mam.. are you amayra Patel?" She asked. "Yes.." I said. "Oh this is for you ma'am.. Mr. Khurana has sent it for you." The moment she said it was sent by him I smiled widely and took the parcel from her.

I ran in my room and started reading the letter.

Dear jaan..

I hope you like this dress. Mene khud select karke bheji hai tumhare liye... trust me vese toh tum bohot sundar lagti ho har type ko dresses mein but jab 4 saal phele tumhe mene uss brown saree mein dekha tha... mein wahi behosh hone wala tha... you looked so ethereal... saree suits you so well. So can you please wear this saree for me today? I would love to see my jaan all dressed up in a saree with those tiny pair of  jhumkas... I'll come to pick you up at 6 pm... bye love you so much.

As soon as I finished reading it there were tears in my eyes. I love him so much. I thought he'll send me some body fit shirt dress.. but here... he has sent me a beautiful saree.