Pihu's POV:
Today I woke up on time as I had my interview scheduled. I am very anxious because I have not given the interview for a long time. I have decided to do my morning routine. After taking a shower I decided to wear a white shirt and green pants. I kept my hair open and wore a heel which was not of much height.
I exited the room and went to the kitchen as Mom was there. "Mom, what are you cooking?" I asked her entering the kitchen.
"Panner parantha," she said making a dough. "Mom you go I will cook it myself," I told her as she was sweating in the kitchen.
"No, you go I will bring it out for you. You have an important day today till then go to puja house," she told me so I kissed her cheeks and went to our pooja house.
I light the diya and then read Aarti. I closed my eyes and prayed to God to bless me and give me strength for my interview. Praying it would go as expected.
I came out and at the dinner table, I could see my plate was there. It was around 7 in the morning so Dad went out for a walk and to also meet his friends.
"Eat fast otherwise you will be late," She told me indicating the plate. As I was nervous I ate just one parantha.
After finishing breakfast I told Mom "Mom I am booking a cab and then I am leaving."
"But you just ate only one," She tried to pressure me. "Mom no please I am not hungry," I pleaded.
"Ok fine," she agreed to me which was strange. I heard a camera shuttering sound so I looked at her and she was saying something "No she just ate one parantha."
I was totally confused about what she was doing so I asked "What are you doing?"
She tried to hide but I took her phone and saw she was messaging Aditya. She updates my every moment to him which is visible when you scroll the chat.
"Mom you are reporting to him my all actions?" I asked her in disbelief. "So what can I do when you don't obey us," she said while collecting the plates.
"I am your daughter lady," I told her putting my hand on my waist. "So he is my son," she said it so casually like it was nothing much.
"You can't do that Mom," I told her. "It's nothing wrong," she wanted to continue more when I saw her phone ringing and it was her son.
I picked up the call and said "You can't spy on me." "Hello to you too sunflower," he said in a sweet tone.
"No hello first tell me why are asking my Mom to give you information," I tried to sound angry.
"Because my Sunflower is not replying to my text so I have to at least have an update from somewhere," he informed me. I checked my phone and saw there were his messages but I was so busy and nervous about the interview that I forgot about it.
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His Brother's Wife
RomancePihu Sharma is a loving, kind, and sweet person. She belongs to a middle-class family who wants to marry their daughter to someone higher than their status. She is a girl who lives in her fairy tale. She wishes to have a love story depicted in the b...