Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

16 | GT vs RR


As the excitement built for the upcoming match between the Gujarat Titans and the Royal Rajasthan, Devanshi, Anaya, Padmanabh, and Gauravi eagerly prepared to head to the stadium together. Dressed in pink, Gauravi and Anaya, they joked and teased Devanshi about who she would be supporting.

"Come on, Dev! Are you rooting for Jiju's team or your our team?" Gauravi teased, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Devanshi laughed, adjusting her lavender top. "I'm staying neutral, of course! See, blue plus pink." She pointed at her outfit.

Anaya chimed in with a grin. "Oh, come on, Dev! We all know where your loyalty lies."

Padmanabh, always one to stir up trouble, added fuel to the fire. "I bet she'll be secretly cheering for the Gujarat Titans. After all, she's engaged to their captain!"

Devanshi rolled her eyes playfully at her cousin's antics. "Let's just enjoy the match, shall we?"

As they made their way to the stadium, the atmosphere was electric with anticipation. The roar of the crowd filled the air as they took their seats, eagerly awaiting the start of the game.

Meanwhile, Padmanabh arrived early at the stadium and spotted Shubman, the captain of the Gujarat Titans, warming up on the field. With a grin, he made his way over to greet his future brother-in-law.

"Hey, Shubman! Ready for the big game?" Padmanabh called out, a playful smirk on his face.

Shubman looked up, his face breaking into a smile at the sight of Padmanabh. "Pacho! Always good to see you. Yeah, I'm pumped for tonight's match."

As they chatted, someone from the Gujarat Titans' social media team snapped a photo of the two men embracing in a friendly hug. Without a second thought, they posted it on the team's official Instagram account, captioning it, "Kaptaan Royalizing."

As the match got underway, Devanshi couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through her veins.



✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦



Before the second inning of the match began, it started raining. As it simmered down, Dev's heart raced with anticipation as Shubman stepped onto the field as an opener. She crossed her fingers, her eyes glued to the field, hoping for an outstanding performance from her fiancé.

"Come on, Shubman! You've got this," she whispered under her breath, her nerves tingling with excitement.

As the match progressed, the tension in the stadium mounted with each passing ball. The crowd erupted into cheers as Shubman smashed a few sixes and fours, sending the ball soaring into the stands.

But just as it seemed like Shubman was on the verge of a half century, dark clouds gathered overhead, and rain began to fall, bringing the match to a sudden halt.

"Oh no, not rain!" Devanshi groaned, frustration evident in her voice as she watched helplessly from the stands. Dev never had a liking for rains, and she absolutely hated storms.

As the players retreated to the pavilion, Devanshi anxiously waited for the rain to stop. Minutes felt like hours as she nervously checked her phone for updates, praying for the rain to relent.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the rain subsided, and the match resumed. Devanshi's heart pounded in her chest as Shubman stepped back onto the field, ready to resume his innings.

With renewed determination, Shubman swung his bat with precision, unleashing a flurry of powerful shots that sent the ball flying across the field. Devanshi watched in awe as her fiancé displayed his skill and talent, inching closer to his century with each run.

But fate had other plans in store. In the next ball, as Shubman attempted to go for another boundary, he misjudged the ball's trajectory, leaving him vulnerable to a swift stumping by Sanju Samson, the wicketkeeper.

Dev's heart sank as she watched Shubman walk back to the pavilion, his innings cut short at 71 runs. Disappointment clouded her features as she scrunched her nose in frustration, but she knew deep down that Shubman's efforts had pushed the scores up for the Titans.



✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦



After the exhilarating victory of the Gujarat Titans against the unbeaten Rajasthan Royals, Devanshi and her family were invited to the hotel where the Titans were staying for Eid celebrations. Devanshi's heart swelled with pride as she entered the grand banquet hall, her hand entwined with Anaya's, feeling like royalty in her royal blue Anarkali adorned with intricate silver motifs.

The hall was abuzz with laughter and chatter as players and their families mingled, basking in the euphoria of their triumph. Devanshi's eyes sparkled with excitement as she spotted familiar faces among the crowd, eager to join in the festivities. They were greeted warmly by the Titans' players and their families, who welcomed them with open arms.

As they settled into the festivities, Devanshi found herself surrounded by the infectious energy of the celebrations. "Dev, mom's been looking for you. Come." Shahneel pulled her away from the group.

"Gogo let's go mingle with the boys over there," anaya and gauravi went away while padmanabh was held in a conversation with some old men.

"Hi, congratulations on the win." Anaya barged in with Gauravi by her side. Rashid smiled at her, "I'm Anaya Thakur." She introduced herself, "and my cousin Gauravi." 

"Devanshi's sister?" Rashid asked.

"Yeah." She then wished him, "Eid Mubarak." Rashid pulled her in a side hug. She then greeted mohit and sudarshan too. Noor came near rashid and whispered something in his ear. And oh boy, the moment Anaya looked at him.

"Noor, Anaya and Gauravi, princesses of udaipur and jaipur."

Noor looked up at anaya and Gauravi both and bowed in a salam. Anaya smirked at him while returning the gesture, "Eid Mubarak."

Noor whispered, "Eid mubarak."

Their eye stare was broken when mohit cleared his throat and said, "Lets have food shall we. Ashu bhaiya kaha hai,"

Before everyone sat for the dawat, Shubman introduced Devanshi to his teammates, his arm wrapped around her waist. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet Devanshi, my fiancée," he said.

The whole hall burst into cheers and Ashish Nehra came near the couple, "Shubman tu to chupe rustom nikla." And hugged Shubman. "Congratulations to you too Dev. And All the best for putting up with this kid." Dev laughed at his joke and shook her hands with him.

Devanshi smiled graciously, returning the greetings of Shubman's teammates with genuine warmth. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you. Congratulations on the fantastic win today," she said, her voice filled with sincerity. The players greeted Devanshi with genuine warmth and enthusiasm.

"Dawat shuru ki jae fir?" Shubman's father buzzed.

Noor slipped in the seat next to Anaya and opposite to Shubman and Devanshi. "So, Miss Thakur. How do you feel about your team losing for the first time."

"I'm actual more happy for my jiju's win. Obviously, he had to win for Dev." Their chat continued with occasional giggles.

Shubman looked at the two, his eyes later wondered to mohit who was also observing the young player and Shubman's to be sister in law. Shubman raised his eyebrows at him and mohit shook his head teasingly.

After a while Shubman coughed, "Noor bhai, salt paas karna." He glared at the young player shaking his head slightly. Noor gulped and finished his food as fast as he could.

Dev was clueless of the whole scene as she was busy talking to Shahneel. At the end of the party when Anaya was about to go back to her sister, noor stopped her, holding her wrist and muttered slowly, "I'll impress you over wickets, madam. Bataiye konse game mai aayengi aap?"

"Sochna padga." She walked away from him and to her sister near the car. Noor looked at her retreating figure and chuckle while playing with his hair.

✦ .  ⁺   . ✦ .  ⁺   . ✦

At midnight Shubman's phone buzzed with messages.

ANAYA (SIL)

JIJAJIIII
You up??

Kya hua?
Everything alright?

Ha everything's fine..
But you'll have to do me a favor...
Dev ko mat batana

What?

Vo. Aapki team mai ladka hai na Noor.
Uska phone number dedo
Pleaseeeeeee 🥺

Aur mai aesa kyu karunga?
Koi zarurat nahi hai phone number lene ki.

Pretty Pwese
🥺👉🏼👈🏼
Aap mere lie itna bhi nahi kar sakte, jiju.

Nahi
Good Night.

Jiju🥺😭
seen
.
.
Katti!
seen

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro