Sometimes I think what's the point putting so much of effort in a single chapter? When the result I know, is exactly gonna be_ absolutely disappointing.

Let me know if you are not interested in this book, then I'll discontinue it here. *By the way this is my last book writing any fanfiction*

It's on your hand if you want it ending in a good note or just let it go.

Happy Reading.

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"Meet me in the evening" the text reads, brought Avni a bright grin on her lips when she exited the washroom and have her phone cried a text message tone. Not to mention a nervous shift she felt at the pit of her stomach reading it. There is some unknown hint to cause her heart ten times erratic she sensed with those simple letters in his text. It's a text from Neil telling her to meet.

Her cheeks was on fire when she scurried away Neil, yesterday night. She has no courage to cast a single glance over Neil since she pulled that stunt with his boyfriend, at Ayan's place. Since then as if she is hiding from herself. How could she managed to behave someone like heedless, free-bird when there was a huge possibility of her been caught by. Even everytime she thinks of someone catching her kissing Neil there is a feeling her breathing has stopped. Yes It was that humungous, gargantuan risky. And I give it a chance only for my love, because he was in some unnerving anguish state at the moment. Since then she is smiling like some juvenile in love.

"Can you please enlighten me with the idea of yours smiling so much this morning?" her Didu's voice drew back Avni out of her zoned out state from Neil-land off her head to present.

With her brow raised one side in a manner quite amused staring at Avni's one shade darker grown rosy cheeks Aravi patiently waited for her sister to bring out some response to her words. Crossing her arms she kept her narrowed gaze fixed at Avni through the dresser mirror at the front both of them.

Avni peered up and said in a normal, flippant tone picking up the hair dryer in her hold.  "I'm getting late. You need to leave my room" She made clear to her sister that she is off-limit now, all the while battling to keep her face straight not to form a blush recalling the scene last night in her head again and again.

Admittedly Avni couldn't resist kissing Neil because she found it cute, at the same time hot watching him turn all possessive, overprotective. Although usually, indeed it isn't something entertaining to watch your man go mad at your being with any other guy. Because something like that creates questionable to your loyalty also how much he think of you trustful.
But still some where inside for her subluminal self it is quite a show to watch someone like Neil Khanna always composed, courteous, overly well-bred has grown this much restless over a guy. And the reason behind is, that guy is dear to that only girl, he loves.
Not to mention who wouldn't? when the guy is someone like
Dr. Ayan Chatterjee!

She has literally ran out of the elevator as soon as it dinged open at the ground floor not caring of what would think everyone of her to pull such stunt. But very smoothly later she managed reasoning out, that suddenly she remembered Neil had her ph. She had given him to hold it when she went to wash her hand off and then forgot to take it back from him, so she ran to take it back before he drives off. Only she knew, her ph was there inside her A-line dress side pocket.

It was Smooth Avni. Smooth. Inwardly She patted on her back but immediately flinched when she heard the door slammed and her Didu left, not before snapping the only word on her way 'fine'.

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"Babi the time has come to get someone special in your life. I have got bored seeing the same people around you all the time" Mrs. Chatterjee let out her exasperation as she settled few ironed shirt of her son in proper order inside a closest.

"Mom they are my best friends" Ayan replied chuckling taking his shirt off. He grabbed a tee this time, pulled it down his head hastily and then put on a black leather jacket. It's his birthday. His Friends are waiting outside in car. They have come to fetch him and then they will have a club night with the birthday boy.

Heaving a deep sigh Ayan took out a white shirt off his wardrobe shelf and shut the door pulling it on. It's already 8a.m he has to finish the breakfast and rush to clinic. There is no time to reminiscing the days he had with his Mom and Dad years ago.

It's his day, Neela Aunty invited him for lunch. He will be there at Roy Mansion around 1pm then again he will be back in clinic. Why there is a feeling in his subconscious mind? that Neela Aunty having a great combat with herself to talk about something, especially with him. Ayan sensed it watching her the hours last night. There is something unlike Neela Aunty, going all emotional.
Therefore there wasn't much reluctant to deny the lunch at her place. No matter how much the reason is absurd, he would try not to miss it at any cost unless any emergency inadvertently comes with some ailing people.

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"Are we expecting someone for Lunch?" Aravi asked leaning forward stood against the kitchen counter across Neela. Adequate amount of vegetables non-veg items are splayed all over the counter, sink the cook help is washing some huge amount of fishes in basin other side she has seen.

"Ayan" Neela's short answer chopping onions in some perfect quare pieces.

"To birthday boy ar jonne payesh ranna hoahey!" Aravi spoke inhaling the aroma her nostrils hit as soon as her eyes flited over the breakfast table, all set up with two giant bowl of delicious kheer with plenty of dry fruits on the top layer.

( So kheer is already prepared for the birthday boy!)

"Good. Forget not, to save a bowl for me then." Aravi threw these words at her mother walking down the dinning to grab the newspaper laid on the centre table. Reyaansh and Avni already left for the clinic.

"I have made some for your in-laws by the way" Neela replied with a sigh, moved to the cabinet to grab a glass container and then busied herself instructing some marinating process to their cook who was there present in the kitchen getting few masala paste out of the freezer.

Later around noontime.
It's been few minutes passed Ayan has arrived.

"Tor mayer moto ato bhalo parini...still there is a hope you can adjust" Neela said placing the last dish on the lunch table, followed by the cook a glass of water in her hand behind her.
(Nothing as scrumptious as I could manage Mrs.Chatterjee used to prepare them for you)

"Ooh c'mon Mimi sabae jaane tumi darun ranna karo" Ayan said in a sincere grin leaning to the chair he would take his seat on.

(Ooh c'mon Mimi we all know you are a great cook)

As soon as Ayan had walked in and basked himself in a couch near by he had asked about Aravi glancing around the hall. And he got to know she has gone to visit her in-laws and will be back tomorrow.

"And I'm flattered" Neela laughed dramatically grabbing some kheer in a yellowish fiber medium sized  square bowl for Ayan. It's a bengali ritual to have kheer on birthday before your meal.

Ayan took a quick look over the kheer she prepared for him and couldn't help his heart squeezed at the sight. He is overwhelmed by this gesture of her. He absolutely did expect an appetizing lunch coming to his way but not this much heart warming. Ayan quietly swallowed down his swelled up chest, that Neela has merely noticed.

"By the way it's quite evident you are planning to gain me some suffice amont of weight before I hit the gym next morning" his  words were eyeing over the dishes Neela has decorated the table for him with those bengali dishes his mom Mrs.Chatterjee used to prepare them for him. She used to mention all these in calls with Neela during their chat more often.

"Shut up and take your seat" Neela fake chided, took her seat before Ayan did.

"Impossible. I'm not going to have all of them" shaking his head no he mumbled, pulled the chair out to grab his seat. The air around them back to light.

Quarter past minutes later.

"Actually Ayan there is another reason behind, to call you when no one around in house this hour...umm...I don't know how to start this conversation either" Neela reluctant voice letting out a nervous chuckled.

Ayan has got already the hint that there is something more, when few minutes ago Neela dismissed her house help saying her she would manage the moment that woman in her late thirties moved ahead to serve them food.

His hand freezed shoving the last spoon in his mouth from the mango chutney bowl. Her words drew his all attention over Neela sitting across him. His face formed a deep frown.

"You know"
"Avni..."
"I think Neil..."
"He is...." Stammering with her words Neela paused. She couldn't form a complete sentence under her disquiet state. Being abashed she averted her eyes away, took some time to prepare herself for this conversation then her imploring gaze back to Ayan.

" Mimi. You can trust me" his words assuring her. His calm, impenetrable gaze over her.

"I know and I do...but....."

"What it is?tell me." Ayan leaned forward.

"Neil is in love with Avni.
I can see it in his eyes" her tentative, slightly shaky words made Ayan feel uneasy because he know it is true.

"And!" Ayan causiously asked.

"And!'
"Ayan seriously you are asking me this?"

"Yup. I'm asking you because I'm not getting what exactly you are trying to say me..." quickly finishing the last spoon Ayan rose off his seat abruptly. In attempt to rinse his hands he walked to the basin.

"You know everything about Avni.... and Sweta is..." Neela said, her creased gaze followed him.

"Are you by any chance talking about her medical history or...." His hands paused, he looked up at her direction.

"If it is the second one then....Sweta Aunty already knows it...." He resumed his task.

"But Neil....."

"Now you are making no sense at all" Ayan resumed her task washing his hands and then turned off the faucet.

"What if Neil get to know from Sweta and he spill everything to Avni" Neela said in a contemplative tone and Ayan strode back to his former spot, took his seat.

"I'm not getting your point. Why would Sweta Aunty all of a sudden would pull such stunt, when she never did it in these years" Ayan enquired with his forehead crinkle.

"She would, when she would get to know her son loves not any other girl but our Avni. To stop her son not to love someone like Avni she will pull such stunt." She mumbled made Ayan straightened her back. Now this information has started building some sense of worry inside him. He felt his facial muscles flexed hard.

"Okay.I know that will be an extreme point for her. But we can't trust a mother when it comes to her children" Neela added. There is a perturbing shadow covered her face grew her eyes anxious, unsettled.

"Nope...he wouldn't" Ayan retaliated, his voice emanating conviction.

"How could you say it so confidently" Neela asked.

"Because Neil love your daughter a bit too much. He would never want to see Avni this broken" Ayan heaved a sigh at his own remarks, made Neela recoiled at his words.

"Avni should never know this. Ayan" suddenly Neela put all her hold over Ayan's hands were resting on the table of his side. Her frantic eyes back and forth with a sense of foreboding. A storm that could blow away their happy life in a single gust.

"Nope. As my instinct says Neil is not that someone insensible as far as I have observed him until now. His love is unconditional for Avni" Ayan's complementing tone caused Neela stare at him in disbelief. And Ayan let out a light chuckle at her astounded state.

Her eyes blank at Ayan. She slowly moved her hold away him and cleared her throat before she made herself composed back.

"Well, as far as Avni doesn't fall for him back we are in safe" Neela said in a forced smile. Her words made Ayan take a long look over her then there he let out a small chuckle nodding his head. His gaze averted away her for few seconds then he pulled back to her. He couldn't held back but smiled.

"Yes Sleep with it then" Ayan amused tone brought her countenance form a deep frown. How could he beam in such kind of situation! As soon as the thought hit Neela, her face formed a scowl and she immediately realised what he just said. And instantly her scalp prickled in anticipation.

"Don't tell me" her voice constricted in terror. No that can't be possible. Avni! No.

"Ayaan!" She barked in dismay. Her heart eerie not able to consuming the fact Ayan has stated just now about her daughter. All these while she thought of Neil interested on her girl, she had merely ever thought of Avni could do such grave.

"Your daughter is no more that innocent kid okay ! Dr.Avni Roy has found her man. And. of. her own." Ayan couldn't stop played more with his words enjoying her state he is having Neela this gobsmacked, from getting the latest information about her daughter. No matter it's already few months old news among them whatsoever, nevertheless it is new to Neela.

"How did you know? Even When did all happen?" Her eager, restless voice, scowl face grew him more mischievous. He is actually having great time watching her this antsy . She reminds him of his mother. She was the same become all exasperated whenever he used to make those faux stories telling her about those wastage girls in club he has come across. He was stifling his heart laughing out loud in his chest but battle to keep his face straight and have some more fun.

"Now don't you think of showing those typical mother like gesture and fix a strict conclave with your daughter after dinner tonight in her room without everyone's knowledge" he let out a scoff speaking in single breath. He is no way letting Neela superfluous intrusive in her daughter's life and create some chaos along.

"Quit that" He gravelly added and Neela put her both hands on her mouth being stupified in shock.

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"You are not serious right? Are you?" Neela composed herself a bit she is still in a immense hope if in last minute Ayan denies everything he said, is all a part of any prank. Nothing is more as horrified as at the moment she had just got the idea of her daughter is dating Neil. The thing she avoided last few days the most. And here it is. All of it.

"On this note, now let's not get your blood pressure higher up. Act sometime, for a change, like some real women. Your girl is normal so she fell for someone, finally in her late twenties which is still not very romantic..." Ayan's fatigue tone rolling his eyes and looking at him her whole body palpitated. What's now? How will she cop up with this? Avni knows nothing about herself to that extent.

"Ayaan it should not supposed to be Neil" her jittery tone was, blowing out a harsh sigh.

"Don't tell me you are not in cloud nine knowing your choto Sona has chosen a guy like him, your adorable Neil. Unlike some replica of me... whereas you already know my preferences" his enigmatic smile at the end cause Neela uncomfortably shifted a bit on her seat. He is right though. Who else is as good as Neil for her daughter. Still he doesn't know a big part about Avni.

"Ayaan!" Coming out of her daze promptly her tone squawky at Ayan for the second time in a single day.

"You are not supposed to talk all these with me. I'm the same age of your mother would have been. Stop it" her tone reprimanded, her eyes furrowed in disgust at his last few words.

"I can't understand what the fuss of sharing a little secret with a mother like person by the way?" Ayan retorted back flippantly, his naughty smile didn't slip away.

"I said stop it" she berated.

"Ouch that was bleak" Ayan faked a heart break expression and Neela couldn't stop but giggled shoving her all anxiousness. It's Neil her daughter has chosen. she should celebrate it. Wouldn't she? She couldn't stop smiling inwardly.

I think we need to talk to Neil first.

My Babi deserve immense love of this whole universe. I would never let anyone destroy her peace at any cost. I swear if anyone cross her path then they would face who the real Ayan is. While smiling outside Ayan was mulling in his head camouflaging this contemplative side of him from Neela.

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"You are a gem you know that. Avni is really lucky to have you...." Later on her glower vanished. Neela's loving words caused Ayan stifled not to spill the small amount of Mishti Doi he has shoved in his mouth.

"not that ruby one please... I'm the fifty shades" his forehead scowled speaking as soon as he swallowed down the remaining in his mouth.

"Would you stop that now?" In response to his words Neela snapped growing back all strict and then next moment she threw this words at him getting off her seat "Get a girl"

"I have one already" his immediate reply.

"Really!" Being elated, surprised she pulled a gape at Ayan behind and his roguish gaze followed by impish smirk over her said some other thing.

"Ayaan!" This time her voice raised much louder than twice before. And in response Ayan formed a snigger deeper.

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"What about Juhi?..... sending cakes and all haan!" Neela danced her eyes playing with the words. Ayan is now ready to leave. He said he couldn't resist he had food upto his neck because they are all over the mark; too much delicious, made Neela grinned broadly.

"I have already told you I'm not into those hearts and flowers...." his deep voice in reply shrugging Neela's words off.

"Now what is it..." Her face askew, bemused at his reply.

"Leave it. you wont understand" he let out a frivolous sigh, put the bowl down he has emptied.

"Nope tell me. I will try to..." Neela insisted, her face marring concern lightly.

"Mimi don't go there... Trust me you don't want to know it" his warning tone under his surreptitious mischief gaze immediately slided Neela's concern into a glunch.

"You are a doctor, don't you have a bit of shame? How could You talk so much of piffle 24/7 Ayan?" Neela growled dropping the convo because she has already sensed it would go no where. Ayan took a look over his ph screen it's 2:00pm. He has reached around 1:30 and it's time for him to go back to clinic.

"I'm a human too...." His last words forming a conceited smirk before he put his blue glares on his eyes and stepped out of the house. And Neela kept staring at his retreating build moved away her. Her chest brought out a delicate sigh, there is a feeling of ambivalent inside. Her gaze blank, straight nowhere in particular.

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