Our journey from engagement to marriage by Shipra Saini (animal farm read .txt) 📗

But a some bad boys bumping with girls intentionally. I know because some of them bumping with me too and try to touch me. I'm afraid because the boys of their group continously bumping with me one by one and some of them leaned on bikes with a cigarettes in there hands. From there look, they are looking teanagers.

I could not say anything to them. I know they don't harm in a crowded place but the way they bumping every girl deliberately I don't have a good feelings. There is a police but not enough to look for everyone.

So I don't say anything and walk fast to reach my family.

A boy bumped to me really hard by his shoulder. Fear is clearly visible in my face. I could not find a way to get out of here.

Suddenly a manly hand hold my hand . I gasped in fear and look at the person.

"Don't worry it's me." I heard a familiar voice.

I release a relief breath when I saw Siddharth beside me holding my hand.

He intertwine our fingers and gave a angry glare to the boys. He took a step to walk in there direction but I hold his hand to stop him.

"Forget it. They don't do anything in public place. There is police also and see a police constable comes in there direction." He look at the police constable and then the boys.

He nodded his head in understanding.

"Let's go. Everyone is waiting for us." He said and intertwine are fingers once again and started walking to the direction where our cars are parked.

We reached our cars holding each other's hand. Keerti saw us and smirked looking at our intertwine hands. I immediately free my hand from him and looked in other direction.

Jesus keerti why can't you leave a chance to embarrass me.

We all are standing outside the temple where our cars are parked and everyone's eyes on me and Siddharth. I feel more embarrassed and hot blood rush to my cheeks and it getting them warm.

My phone started ringing and diverts everyone's attention from us. I mentally thanked the person who is calling me right now. I checked the caller Id and smile.

"How are you? Miss me?" Kshama asked me in her cheerful voice.

"Of course I miss you." I said with a smile.

"Don't fucking lie to me. I know you so whipped in your husband's love that you don't even remember to call me. You didn't even ask me how I was suffering in office without you." She said and I am damn sure she pouting right now.

I giggled at her antics and shake my head. She is such one of antics.

"So what are you doing?" She asked me in her normal self.

"Nothing..just enjoying my holidays with my family." I said.

I took a two week leave from my office for my in-laws arriving.

"Woohoo.. enjoy with your family or with your husband. Tell me, Did you guys have any progress? Did he kiss you, tell me everything. " she started shooting her questions on me.

"Kshama.." I stretched her name try to sound angry.

"Is he standing near you?" she asked suspiciously.

"Hmmm..." I hummed looking at Siddharth who is looking at me lovingly.

"Oh! Okey.."

"Why do you call?" I asked her.

"Oohh.. I forget to tell you. Actually I'm also on leave and that our bloody, jerk arrogant, so called boss are calling me again and again to come to office. Due to festival season there is staff shortage in bank and I can't go because I'm out of town with my family. So will you go to office and replaced me for one day. Don't worry it's only for today because from tomorrow holidays will start." She requested me as much as pleaded me and I can't resist that.

"Okey..I'll go." I said with a smile and nodded my head.

I and Kshama helped each other and do each other's work if we need help. Kshama is the only friend I have from my office.

"Thank you...thankyou...I will make it up to you for this favour and happy diwali to you, your family and your prince charming. Tell me everything if you guys progressed." After that she hanged up, don't give me a chance to wished her back.

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