13. The Call

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Dhriti's pov

"Ms. Dhriti...
Actually there is a new project for you..
They are my special clients...
So i want you to personally supervise all activities of this project...."

"Sure Sir..."

After the call got disconnected i called my PA to my cabin.
"We are having new client tomorrow. And they are very important. Sir specially called me to attend them and supervise the whole project
personally....
Prepare meeting tomorrow and grab all the details from sir's assistant"

She nodded her head and went to fetch details.
I involved myself in other some other project till the time she comes back with details.





Third person's pov

Sharma Mansion

Morning starts with high pitched voice of head of the family 
Mrs. Sakshi Sharma-
"Dhruvvv......."
"Dhruvvvvvv....."

Dhruv who was sleeping in his king sized bed heard someone calling him.
Lazily opened his one eye then slept again thinking it as his dream.

"Mr. DHRUV SHARMA  you better get your lazy ass off the bed and come to the hall right now"

The whole Sharma family gathered in the hall hearing her voice.

But Dhruv was sleeping like a small kid in his room.

Par uss masoom ko kya pta tha ki uske saath kya hone wala hai..... 😝

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He was still in his dreamland when something lands on his cheek with huge force.

He opened his eyes in shock and was still evaluating what was happening when all of sudden a bucket of cold water  is emptied on his shirtless body.

"AHHH.... Flood aa gya..
Bachao bachao... Phone where is my phone??"

He starts shivering as after effect of cold water and looked at the person standing in the front of him.
There stood Mrs Sakshi Sharma in all her glory while all the others are standing at the entrance enjoying the scene.

"Maaa.. aise kon.... Kon uthata hai yaar...
Itna thanda paani....
It was fu**ing chilled "
He spoke shivering a little.

"Oyyeee... Language...
You are standing in my home..
Choose your words correctively my dear son "
Mrs. Sharma spoke with sarcastic smile.

Dhruv looked at her mom who was standing with her hand on her waist burning in anger.
He gulped to control his fear.




Dhruv's pov

Oh god.. what did i do now..
She seems angry...
I looked at my father who was giving me a confused look.
Looks like even he don't know the reason.
I looked at my brother who was controlling his laugh looking at my direction. Other members of the family were also confused.

I agin looked at my mom who bends down to pick a newspaper and throws it right on my face with force.

"Ouch... It does hurt a bit..
Soo this was that 'something'  which hit me while i was sleeping."
I spoke in my mind.

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