Day 9, May 9
Third person's POV

The flight announcement was heard, and the air hostess stirred the duo, not the girl, the guy. After all who would miss the chance to touch him, the hot and handsome, famous businessman, who's also a doctor.

"Excuse me sir, the flight has landed." The air hostess said with a grin, which seemed much flirtatious, keeping her hand in Rishabh's shoulders.

He didn't wake up, but Ama did because she is a light sleeper. She got up and put the blanket aside. When she looked back at her brother, she saw the air hostess's hand still on his shoulder. She looked at her with raised brows and the air hostess quickly scurried away muttering a 'sorry'.

After keeping her phone and laptop in her bag, she decided to wakeup Rishabh. She did, but he didn't wake up. Ama was already tired because the whole time, when she was sleeping Sid was banging her door, to open it. The during the breakfast as well he did everything possible to tame her. He was even saying to drop them in the airport and his brother even agreed but one look from Ama was enough for their moods to sulk. But she knows, he can do anything.

Any-fucking-thing!

She looked at the sleeping hippo, according to her, again and that's when a devil plan popped in her mind. She took a huge amount of air in her mouth and went to Rishabh's ears and breathed out everything.

Imagine you, sleeping and then all of a sudden someone blowing air in your ears!

That is what Rishabh Raichand felt now. He woke up in a jolt.

"The fuck!" He murmured sitting straight.

"You bitch. You got me here to do this? Shove your stinking breathe in my ears? Huh?" He shouted forgetting about the air hostess enjoying the drama, unfold and even recording it.

"I don't stink you pig, you do. Now wake your stupid ass because if you don't, I am going to leave you here so that the pilot drop you somewhere in the Pacific Ocean!" Ama shouted back, setting her hair back with her brush.

"Done with the video! Now delete it." He said to the people who were recording their fight. They obligded quickly and scurried away from the scene.

"Bitch!" Rishabh Raichand muttered rubbing his ear.

"Shut it you pig. Now enough of your drama. Follow me, now. We are not in your brother's so-called personal plane." She said, now moving towards the exit.

Through the terminal, they excited the airport, while Ama  made her way to the parking lot, Rishabh went to pick their luggage, muttering now and then about how his little brother handles this bitch, according to him.

While in the parking lot Ama was surfing through her mails and waiting for her driver which Naina had already told to pick them up. She got her schedule from Naina. The driver from her Jaipur branch will drop them in their hotels and then after that, the driver will again bring her to the Jaipur branch of Eventima where she will have a few meetings with the team. She'll then meet Mrs. Avantika Rathore, with whom she has a appointment with because she needs to give her the small pouch which Naina asked her to do so. At this she remembered her conversation with Naina in the morning. 

Flashback...

Amaira was sitting in the waiting area of the Airport. She had her driver holding the gift package whereas her brother had gone to get the boarding passes. 

After some moments, Amaira noticed Naina was busy taking calculative steps where she herself was sitting. Brows furrowed as if she was busy thinking something serious or important. She turned back, to go again but then again turned, facing Ama. When she looked up, she saw her soon-to-be ex-boss frantically waving at her, easing her mood somehow. 

She neared her. 

"Mam, actually.. umm-" She shuttered, speaking. 

"You have to tell me, you know!" Ama encouraged her. 

She took a deep breathe, dramatically. She has become as dramatic as Amaira. Afterall she spends 8 or more hours of their day together. 

"This is a small gift from me to the Rathore's. But please give it to Mrs. Avantika Rathore and no one else. I have checked your schedule and booked for a appointment. Please give it to her that time. And don't show this to anyone. Please." She said, sounding pathetic and handed her a small box. 

Flashback ends...

There is some connection of The Rathore's with Naina and she'll find it out!

Then she'll rest for a while and then she'll attend the party. At night, she'll probably have a good sleep and then go back to her home. She thought to call Naina for the driver's delay when a black Ferrari 488 stopped in front of her. 

Fuck! What a creature! She thought seeing the car.

The glasses of the car slided down and her breathe stuck. There was Siddharth Raichand, in the drivers seat, wearing his glasses and a shirt of the lightest shade of blue and a grey blazer with matching slacks. His hair neatly combed, his cologne filling the atmosphere and a tie, completing his outfit. 

The fuck! This time she said seeing the person who's driving the car and also the same person with whom she's not talking to. 

When she looked at the seat beside Sid, she saw Rishabh Raichand waving like a madman, which he his. 

"Hey sissy! Want us to drop you somewhere?" He asked making Ama roll her eyes at them. 

"No thanks! I have employees who are not as free as you people, and one off them is one the way to pick me up. I can't let their efforts go waste, for someone who doesn't care about me and my feelings. So thankyou but I'll manage and don't forget about why we are here." She said in a go and the last one to her travelling partner. 

"I just asked to help. No worries bro, she can manage." Rishabh Raichand said, munching Pringles. 

Even after such the conversation, the Ray-Ban glasses didn't got removed from Sidhharth's eyes, which made Ama's anger turn into a lava but all he was thinking was how cute and hot, at the same time, his girlfriend was looking in the blue-green -ish thigh length dress and how she was oh-so-innocently stealing every man's heart on her way. 

But Ama was a lava which could burst anytime!

They didn't go, but kept munching the Pringles together, making Ama even more irritated. She dialed Naina who was assigned to arrange a driver. 

"Where is my driver, Naina?" She asked as soon as Naina picked up. 

"But Mam, I got a call from Mr. Raichand... somewhat 1 hour ago saying that you don't need a pick up. And I even messaged you, and you said it was okay." She said and Ama's face now owned a big frown. 

"I replied? When? Wait lemme check-" I saw the last seen app in my phone and it indeed was What'sapp. 

"It is, but how?" Ama frowned taking the phone back to her ears and just then she heard loud coughs. She turned around and saw her brother, coughing loudly. 

Just then the bell ringed in her head. He did it! Rishi bhai did it! Rishabh Raichand did it! 

She turned around quitely. She was tired. She just can't handle these things together. She just went to the other side of the car and sat, surprising the brothers duo, but somewhere Rishabh knew that something is wrong. And as for Sid, he felt anger building inside himself for how can he hurt his angel, his love. 

But Amaira, she let him do whatever he wants. 

*

Ama was sitting in the 'Blue Moon' cafe, in a bright red knee length dress. The brightness of the colour of the material stole everyone's gaze, but the poor girl was all busy drinking her hot chocolate. 

After a few minutes, Ama's gaze tore from her phone where she was watching 5 minute crafts, when she heard some hustle-bustle in the cafe. She stood up as soon as she saw the beautiful figure of Avantika Rathore entering. 

As decided, Ama went to her hotel and then after a bubble bath, she decided to start her schedule for the day. She first went to her brother's room which was 2 floors above from her, when he didn't pick up her call. There she saw both the Raichand brothers, fighting for some sandwiches. When she mentioned about going to her office, Sid insisted on dropping her and she, as usual denied but he being Mr. Persistent, he is dropped her here, saying that he too got a meeting in the same cafe. She had already completed her office works. 

"Pleasure to meet to, Ms. Sharma" Avantika's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. 

She smiled. 

"Same here Mrs. Rathore. And thankyou to take out time from your schedule to meet me, it was urgent actually. But first please have a seat." Ama said sounding genuine and respecting as ever. 

Who wouldn't? Avantika Rathore is a real life hero. She's a fashion and jewellery designer. Her works are famous all over India and even in abroad. Her pieces often go for many exhibitions but sadly 2 years ago she stopped her works. Everyone thought that she would do some other business but she started taking care of the Rathore NGOs. From helping needy people to punishing the greedy ones were all done by her but with Gandhi Ji's non-violence. 

Avantika sat and Ama followed her. Soon they were engaged in small talks but were interupted by the waiter. After placing their orders, Ama thought about how to give the gift to her. She just can't shove it in her hand, saying that her secretary has gave. 

"Actually Avantika ji I need some of your photographs. The couple one's. So that we can add a little specification to the party and make it look catchy, as per Mr. Rathore instructed my team." Amaira said, making up something immediately. 

"Oh yeah! Wait! How about I send it you and then you can finalize it and make sure it shouldn't show much affection." She said. 

Ama very badly wanted to ask why, but she restrained. 

"Umm.. Okay!" 

"Now Amaira, I know this is not the only thing for which you are here. Anything else?" Avantika asked taking a sip of her coffee. 

"Uh... Yeah. Actually this is what I came here to give you to." Ama said as she kept the box in the table and quickly stood up. Avantika followed her taking the box in her hands and she gasped when she saw the content inside. 

"Amai-"

"Meet you in your Anniversary, Mrs. Rathore." Amaira rushed out of the cafe. 

Why? 

Because she don't want to answer anything to Mrs. Rathore and even is she wants to, what will she. She herself didn't know anything. 

In the lift, she called her driver to pick her up and he said that he'll be in the next side of the road. When she reached the ground floor, she saw her car in the opposite side of the road. In order to reach the car quickly, she rushed to it but she didn't see a big truck coming in her direction in a fast speed, almost crashing all the vehicles on it's way. 

To be continued...

Hey lovelies! 

Sorry guys, I got a bit late. But I have a reason for that. My close friend's sister got married and I was invited to have free ka khaana there. Well their family is really close to ours and that's why I spent 3 days in their house. 

Secondly, I guess the next update can be a bit late because my finals are nearing. It starts in 10th and will end in 25th. I will try my best to update but please don't complain if I'll be late. 

And lastly, nope second lastly. 

THE WEDDING MONTH WON THE BEST AESTHETICS AWARD IN BROUWN HOUSEHOLD VIE AWARDS. 

Can you guys believe it? It's the first award and I am so happy. Keep supporting guys. 

Now lastly. I applied a for the Eccentric Hub Community. The link to join it is in my message box. Do apply, if you are interested!

That's all! 

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