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"Surya Kanth Nath..." My father said it with embarrassment shadowing his features. The second tear fell, marking my defeat.

"Arrange the wedding within a day. Make it small and simple, we don't have many relatives and friends," with that I got up, leaving both of my parents in shock as I walked back to my room where Anjali and Prerna were talking about something.

As soon as I walked in, they detected the change in my mood.

"What happened?" Anjali asked.

"What did your dad say?" Prerna enquired.

I forced a smile at them, "say congrats girls, your friend is getting married." And right there, I couldn't hold it back as I broke into a silent sob. I couldn't let my parents worry about me or the decision I had made for their happiness. I locked the door and slid down sobbing softly while Prerna and Anjali rushed to console me. They pulled me into a group hug, letting me weep my heart out.

It wasn't wrong to say that I was half dead already, the numbness seeped into me once again, making everything around me blurry and unimportant. I didn't even realize when the girls tugged me in the bed and left me alone, for the sleep had swallowed me.

At that time I had no idea about what these stupid, crazy but my lovely soul sisters, Prerna and Anjali, were going to do. While I was deep in slumber, unaware of anything going around, Prerna and Anjali enquired with my parents about my groom-to-be and found out that it was none other than Mr. Surya Kanth Nath.

To say they were angry would not do any justice. They had turned into fire-breathing dragons. Around three in the afternoon, they walked out of my house. Why? Because their wicked brains had formulated a plan that could either knock some fear into the Raivardhans or put these two idiots behind the bars. I still doubt that anything could scare the Raivardhans...

Sharp at half past four, Prerna and Anjali stood before the other gate of the Raivardhan mansion, not the one from where Anjali's family could witness the entire show. Two huge sacks resting beside them as the watchmen looked at them skeptically.

Wiping the sweat off their forehead, Anjali and Prerna bent down picking up the first object from the sacks that their hands found and threw them in the air before catching them. The eyes of the three watchmen widened drastically before Anjali and Prerna let out a war cry and started throwing palm-sized stones at the gate and the watchman's cabin.

"You sleazy bitches! Take this, you!" Anjali picked another stone and threw it.

"Shame on your existence! How can security let a girl remain captive here for three damn days?" Prerna threw another stone.

The glass cabin of the watchmen was bulletproof but that didn't stop the watchmen inside from jumping and flinching while anticipating the stones to hit them, every time they were thrown.

As the insanity proceeded with the girls shouting profanities, throwing stones, grabbing almost every pedestrian's attention and scaring the watchmen inside the cabin, the watchmen called for help. There was no other go since the girls practiced aiming, keeping the watchmen as targets whenever they tried to get out of the cabin.

"Get out I say! You epitome of cowardice!" Prerna shouted at the watchmen, burning full of rage.

And right at that time, as if the lord had mercy upon the watchmen by listening to their silent prayers, the gate opened revealing row bodyguards who were fully armed. The bulky physique of the bodyguards and the cold as ice faces made Anjali and Prerna think twice before throwing another stone at them. They looked ready to tackle down anyone that threatened, or perhaps even shoot if needed. They were just waiting for one wrong move for the girls to make.

"Back down boys," a higher pitch of the new voice suggested it was too high for it to be a man's voice grabbed the girls' attention. The row of bodyguards parted like the red sea under Moses’s staff, letting a poised and beautiful woman walk towards them. There was no sign of fear or hesitation on her face. Her eyes were tender yet piercing. Something about her radiated power all around her.

She was very beautiful for her age and her fashion sense was just as remarkable. She was neither overdressed nor underdressed. She was just perfect.

She came to stand before the girls, her bodyguards right behind her to react quickly if something went wrong.

"Who are you two? And why are you stoning my house?" She asked with the air of authority, her eyes narrowing slightly. There was confidence in the way her voice modulated, and elegance showed through her high pitch that sounded more like the bells chiming.

"Your house?" To say that the girls were confused would be apt to say as they stared at the beautiful woman who came out of the Raivardhan mansion and claimed it to be hers.

"Yes, my house. I am Asha Raivardhan, mother of all the Raivardhans," she announced without a miss like it was usual for her to say that. There wasn't any pride or ego in her tone or her features.

Hearing her words, the girls were shocked as they opened and closed their mouths several times. She looked at both the girls and asked, "now, will you care to enlighten me why did you scare my watchmen like that?"

"I... I..." Anjali was still very much shocked to form any coherent sentence while Prerna's bulb lit up, "it's what your son did with my friend, ma'am."

That caught Asha's attention making Prerna continue, "your son, Viaan."

That made Asha's eyes widen for a split of a second before they narrowed at them, "why don't you tell me about it over a cup of tea?"

That made the girls exchange looks before nodding.

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The only sound that prevailed in the room was sipping the tea and clattering of the cups over saucers.

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