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As Aditi boarded the flight to Ahmedabad, excitement bubbled within her. She was accompanying her brother Hardik, for the first match against Shubman's team, the Gujarat Titans.

The anticipation of seeing Shubman on the field made her heart race with anticipation.Settling into her seat, Aditi exchanged a grin with Hardik, who sat beside her. "Tu kyung pagalo jaisa has rahi hai."

Ishan popped his head from the seat behind, "are Shubman se milne ko utawali hai. Aur nahi to kya."

"Ha par ye hasi zyada der tak nahi tikegi. Dekhna kaise harate hai aaj, tere wale ko." Rohit said without looking up from his phone.

Aditi sighed and pulled out her laptop to work." Well, This is going to be intense." Hardik nodded, his eyes shining with determination.

"It'll be fun to see you cheering for your boyfriend's, oh sorry fiancé's oppnent." Aditi chuckled, while checking the reports.

"Definitely! But no matter who wins, I know it's going to be a great game." She stated.

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As the match between the Mumbai Indians and the Gujarat Titans unfolded, tensions ran high on both sides of the field. However, it wasn't just the players who felt the pressure.

The audience began to boo Hardik, due to the team switching. Aditi knew it will take long for people to get back in their senses and stop dissing the same guy who they wished to get well to male india win world cup. Despite his skills as a cricketer, Hardik's attitude on the field rubbed some spectators the wrong way.

"Hi." Aditijumed at her seat in shock. Shahneel came by her side and hugged her. "How's it going?"

"Bohot badi duvidha hai, sha." Aditi shook her head. "Ek taraf bhaiya aur dusri taraf saiyyan." They laughed at her joke and at the same time the camera decided to put focus on them.

Shubman who was currently batting, smiled at the screen. "Batting pe dhyad de. Out kar dunga." Ishan told him. Shubman got back in form and when the ball hit his bat, it went out in the stadium. He looked at ishan and chuckled at his dumbfounded face.

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As the final moments of the match between the Mumbai Indians and the Gujarat Titans ticked away, the tension in the stadium reached a fever pitch. Aditi's heart raced as she watched the scoreboard. When the final ball was hit, the target wasn't fulfilled. It marked the victory of the Gujarat Titans, the stadium erupted into a cacophony of cheers and applause.

Aditi leaped to her feet, joining in the chorus of jubilation as she cheered for Shubman and his teammates. As the players made their way off the field, Aditi caught sight of Shubman's beaming smile.

She stood in the hallway with Shubman's family, waiting for her fiancée. "Bhale hi vo team captain ho, par ghar ki captain to Adi hi hai." Shahneel side hugged her and kept it that way. Kerat agreed with her daughter.

"Obviously. And I have the best coach too." She winked at kerat.

Shubman enveloped her in a tight embrace, the moment they came close. "Sorry for your loss madam!"

Aditi laughed, her arms wrapped around Shubman's neck as she gazed into his eyes. "I'm so proud of you, Shubman. You played brilliantly out there."

They shared a tender moment amidst the chaos of the hall. His parents and Shahneel hugged him tight while congratulating him on the first win.

Shubman took Aditi's hand in his, his thumb tracing circles on her palm as they spent the next few moments lost in conversation, sharing their thoughts and feelings about the match and reveling in the joy of their victory.

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Aditi knocked softly on her brother Hardik's door, her heart heavy with concern. She found him sitting on the edge of his bed, his head bowed and a look of sadness etched on his face.

He covered his saddened face with a cheerful smile and asked, "ho gayi chumma chati." Aditi gave him a disgusting look.

"Bhai, can we talk?" Aditi asked gently, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her.

Hardik looked up, his eyes weary. "Sure, Adi. Su thayu?"

Aditi took a seat beside him, her expression earnest. "I couldn't help but notice that you seemed upset after the match. Badhu barabar che na?" [is everything alright?]

Hardik sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's just... I've been thinking a lot about how I've treated Rohit today."

Aditi nodded, understanding dawning in her eyes. "You mean the how the  media makes up a story about your supposed rift with him?"

Hardik nodded grimly. "Yeah, exactly. The truth is, Rohit and I have always been close. He's been like a brother to me, and it kills me to think that our friendship might be strained because of my behavior."

Aditi reached out, placing a comforting hand on Hardik's shoulder. "I know it's been tough, Bhai. But you should talk to Ro bahiya, apologize if you need to. Aapko bhi pata hai ki vo kitni jaldi maan jate hai."

Hardik's gaze softened as he looked at his sister. "You're right, Zhup. I need to make things right with Rohit." He went out of his room and Aditi tailed behind.

Taking a deep breath, he approached rohit's room, his heart heavy with guilt."Rohit, can we talk?" Hardik asked, his voice tinged with regret.

Rohit turned to face him, his expression unreadable. "Ha bol na. Kya hua tereko?"

Hardik hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I just wanted to say... I'm sorry. I know I haven't been the best teammate or friend lately, and I want to make things right."

Rohit studied him for a moment before a soft smile spread across his face. "Ae kya re tu bhi. Vo to game ke time thoda ghussa aa jata hai mujhe. Chal itna senti mat ho."

Hardik felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he listened to Rohit's words. "Thank you, Bhai. That means a lot to me."The  two friends shared a heartfelt embrace, their bond stronger than ever as they put the rumors and misunderstandings behind them.

"Aww." Aditi joined the hug and the two cricketers laughed at her adorable gesture.

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So sorry for the late update I've been super busy these days and just got free.