A year after their graduation, the excitement of the final exams had given way to the bittersweet moment of saying goodbye. The summer sun was blazing outside, casting a warm, golden light across the city. Shubman Gill, now freshly graduated and ready to head back home, had stopped by Aratrika's flat one last time before his flight that evening.

He knocked on the door, his luggage in tow, and Aratrika answered. She was lounging in the living room, absorbed in a book. She looked effortlessly chic in a light blue sundress that accentuated her tan skin and hugged her figure just right. 

Her hair was loosely tied up, giving her a relaxed, casual appearance that somehow made her look even more stunning.

"Hey, gorgeous," Shubman greeted with a grin, stepping inside and giving her a quick, affectionate kiss on the cheek. 

"I didn't think I'd find you here all alone. I thought Anushka would still be around."

Aratrika looked up from her book, her face lighting up at the sight of him. "Hey, Shubman. Anushka left a couple of days ago. She's already back in her hometown."

Shubman set his luggage down and glanced around the flat. "You're still here?"

"Yeah," Aratrika replied, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy. "I don't really have anyone to go back to."

Shubman's expression softened, a frown tugging at his lips. He knew her story—her family had been lost to her when she was just six years old, a tragedy that had shaped her into the resilient and independent person she was today. "You don't have to be alone, you know."

She met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and curiosity. "What do you mean?"

Without missing a beat, Shubman pulled out his phone. "You're coming with me."

Aratrika's eyebrows knitted together. "What? Where?"

"To my hometown," Shubman said as he quickly navigated through his phone, his fingers moving with purpose. "I'm booking you a ticket. We're going together."

Aratrika's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of emotions flooding over her. "Shubman, you don't have to—"

"I know I don't have to," he interrupted, looking up from his phone with a determined glint in his eye. "But I want you to come. You deserve to be surrounded by people who care about you, and I want to be there for you."

He didn't give her a chance to argue further. As he spoke, he had already booked a ticket for her. He looked up with a satisfied grin, holding out his phone. 

"Done. Your flight's booked. We leave tonight."

Aratrika was speechless, her heart swelling with gratitude and love. "You're incredible, Shubman."

He stepped closer to her, his voice dropping to a softer, more seductive tone. "You're my beautiful girl, and I want you by my side. We've been through so much together. It's time we started a new chapter."

As if on cue, a playful glint sparkled in his eyes. "And besides, how could I let you stay here all alone? It wouldn't be right."

Aratrika smiled, her eyes softening. "Thank you, Shubman. You're... you're the best."

He pulled her into a warm embrace, his hands resting lightly on her waist. "I know. And you're my everything."

They stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms. The tension of the past year seemed to melt away, replaced by a deep sense of connection and love. Shubman's touch was gentle but firm, his breath warm against her neck.

"Alright, let's get going," he said, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes. "We've got a flight to catch, and I plan on making sure you have a great time."

Aratrika chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. "Lead the way."

Shubman's gaze travelled over her outfit, appreciating her effortless beauty. "Damn, you look stunning. How is it possible that you always manage to look so gorgeous?"

Aratrika smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, stop it. You're just trying to flatter me."

"Nope," Shubman replied with a wink, "I'm just stating facts."

With that, Shubman helped her gather her things and prepare for their departure. As they left the flat, the warmth of their shared intimacy and the excitement of their journey ahead created an aura of anticipation and joy.

The airport was bustling with travellers, but Shubman and Aratrika navigated through it with ease, their fingers intertwined. Shubman's attention never wavered from her, his eyes filled with affection and excitement.

As they settled into their seats on the plane, Shubman leaned closer to Aratrika, his voice low and teasing. "So, ready for some adventure?"

Aratrika leaned in, her smile playful. "Absolutely. Lead the way, Shubman."

They settled into their seats, their journey ahead marked by a sense of shared purpose and excitement. 

As the plane took off, they looked forward to the new experiences awaiting them, knowing that their love and support for each other would make every moment worthwhile.

The plane's engines roared to life, lifting Shubman and Aratrika off the ground and into the sky. As the aircraft climbed higher, the city lights below twinkled like a sea of stars, gradually fading into the distance. Shubman and Aratrika settled into their seats, their excitement palpable.

Aratrika gazed out of the window, lost in thought. She was grateful for Shubman's gesture, overwhelmed by the sense of belonging and love he had shown her. 

Shubman, noticing her pensive expression, reached over and took her hand gently in his.

"Everything okay?" he asked, his voice tender and concerned.

Aratrika turned to him, her eyes reflecting the soft cabin light. "Yeah, just thinking about how lucky I am. This means a lot to me, Shubman. More than you know."

Shubman squeezed her hand reassuringly. "You don't have to thank me. I'm just happy that I can be here for you. And besides, I've been looking forward to sharing this part of my life with you."

As the plane settled into its cruising altitude, the cabin lights dimmed, creating a cozy atmosphere. Shubman leaned back in his seat, pulling Aratrika closer so she could rest her head on his shoulder. She nestled against him, feeling the comforting rhythm of his heartbeat.

"This is nice," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the hum of the aircraft.

"Yeah, it is," Shubman agreed, his hand gently stroking her hair. "And you know, once we land, we'll have a lot of fun. I want to show you all the places that mean something to me."

Aratrika smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling. "I can't wait. Tell me more about your hometown."

Shubman's face lit up with enthusiasm. "Well, it's a small town, but it's got its charm. There's this great park where we used to go as kids. And my family's house is pretty cool—lots of space and a big backyard. You'll love it. Plus, there are some amazing local food joints I'm dying to take you to."

Aratrika's stomach growled at the mention of food. "Sounds like a perfect plan. I'm all in for some local specialities."

Shubman chuckled, his eyes twinkling with affection. "I knew you'd like that. And don't worry, we'll make sure to sample everything. No holding back."

As the plane continued its journey, Shubman reached into his bag and pulled out a small gift box. He handed it to Aratrika with a grin. "I got you something."

Aratrika looked at the box curiously before opening it. Inside was a delicate bracelet with a small heart-shaped charm. Her eyes widened in surprise and delight. "Shubman, this is beautiful. Thank you."

He leaned in, his breath warm against her ear. "I wanted you to have something to remember this trip by. And every time you wear it, I want you to remember that I'm always here for you."

Aratrika's heart swelled with emotion, and she hugged him tightly. "You really are amazing, you know that?"

Shubman's arms wrapped around her, his voice soft and loving. "I just love making you happy."

As the flight continued, they chatted and laughed, their conversations punctuated by moments of affectionate silence. 

They shared stories about their childhoods, their dreams, and their hopes for the future. The hours seemed to fly by as they enjoyed each other's company, their bond growing even stronger.

When the plane began its descent, the excitement of arriving at Shubman's hometown filled the cabin. Aratrika felt a flutter of anticipation mixed with nerves. Shubman squeezed her hand, giving her an encouraging smile.

"We're almost there," he said, his voice filled with promise. "Get ready for an adventure."

Aratrika looked out the window as the lights of Shubman's hometown came into view, her heart pounding with excitement. She turned to him, her eyes shining with appreciation.

"Thank you for everything, Shubman. I'm so glad we're doing this together."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tender kiss. "Me too, sweetheart. Me too."

As the plane touched down and they prepared to disembark, Shubman and Aratrika stepped off into a new chapter of their journey, ready to explore, create memories, and savour every moment of their time together. 

Shubman and Aratrika exited the airport and made their way to the car, a sense of excitement and anticipation hung in the air. The drive to Shubman's hometown was filled with lively conversation and shared laughter. 

When they finally reached his family home, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the picturesque house.

Shubman pulled up to the front of a charming, two-story home with a well-manicured garden and a welcoming porch. 

The house had an inviting aura, with soft lights glowing through the windows and the aroma of freshly cooked food wafting through the air.

He glanced at Aratrika with a grin. "Welcome to my home. Ready to meet the family?"

Aratrika nodded, her excitement palpable. "Absolutely. I can't wait."

Shubman grabbed their bags from the trunk and they walked up the path to the front door. He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "Okay, here we go."

He rang the doorbell, and after a few moments, the door swung open to reveal his mother, Keart Gill. 

She was a warm and welcoming woman with a radiant smile, her eyes twinkling with kindness. She wore a traditional outfit—a vibrant salwar kameez with intricate embroidery—and looked every bit the loving mother.

"Shubman!" she exclaimed, her arms opening wide. "I'm so glad you're home! And you must be Aratrika. It's wonderful to finally meet you!"

Aratrika smiled warmly, feeling immediately at ease. "Yes, I'm Aratrika. It's lovely to meet you too, Mrs. Gill."

Keart stepped forward and embraced Aratrika in a heartfelt hug. "Welcome, dear. I've heard so much about you."

Shubman's eyes softened with affection as he watched the interaction. "Mom, this is Aratrika. We've been together for a while now. I'm so happy she could join me on this trip."

Keart's smile widened as she looked at them. "I'm delighted to have her here. Come in, come in! Your father and Shahneel are inside, and they'll be thrilled to meet you."

As they entered the house, the interior was just as inviting as the exterior—warm, cozy, and filled with the scents of home-cooked meals. 

The living room was decorated with family photos and comfortable furniture, creating a space that radiated love and familiarity.

In the living room, Shubman's father, Lakhwinder Gill, and his elder sister, Shahneel, were seated. 

Lakhwinder was a dignified man with a kind face, wearing a smart casual shirt and trousers. Shahneel, dressed in a chic, casual outfit, was flipping through a magazine but looked up as they entered.

"Dad, Shahneel," Shubman said, introducing them, "this is Aratrika. Aratrika, meet my dad, Lakhwinder Gill, and my sister, Shahneel."

Lakhwinder stood up, offering a warm handshake. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Aratrika. Welcome to our home."

Shahneel rose as well, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Hi, Aratrika! It's so great to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from Shubman."

Aratrika returned their smiles, feeling more at ease with each passing moment. "Thank you so much. I've heard wonderful things about all of you."

Shubman's mother led them into the dining area where a delicious spread of food was laid out—freshly made roti, fragrant curries, rice, and an assortment of appetizers. 

The table was set beautifully, reflecting the care and love that went into preparing the meal.

"I hope you're hungry," Keart said with a laugh. "I've made your favorites, Shubman. And Aratrika, I made sure there are plenty of dishes you'll enjoy."

Aratrika's eyes widened at the sight of the food. "Everything looks amazing. Thank you for preparing such a lovely meal."

They all sat down at the table, and as they began to eat, the conversation flowed effortlessly. Shubman's family was warm and welcoming, and they quickly made Aratrika feel like a part of the family.

"So," Shahneel began, leaning forward with a teasing smile, "how did you and Shubman meet?"

Aratrika glanced at Shubman, who was looking at her with a mischievous grin. "We met during our university days. He was a bit of a challenge at first, but I suppose that's what made things interesting."

Shubman laughed, reaching for more food. "Challenge is putting it mildly. She had me wrapped around her finger from the start."

Keart and Lakhwinder exchanged knowing looks and chuckled, clearly enjoying the stories of their son's romantic exploits. The evening continued with laughter, stories, and a genuine sense of connection.

As the meal drew to a close, Keart excused herself to bring out some dessert—sweet, fragrant gulab jamun that filled the kitchen with a heavenly aroma. 

Shubman took Aratrika's hand, guiding her to a cozy spot on the porch.

The evening air was cool and pleasant, and the garden lights cast a gentle glow over the backyard. Shubman looked at Aratrika, his eyes reflecting the soft light.

"So, how are you liking it so far?" he asked, his voice tender.

Aratrika smiled, leaning into him. "It's perfect. Your family is wonderful, and the house feels so warm and inviting. Thank you for bringing me here."

Shubman kissed the top of her head, his arm around her shoulders. "I'm glad you're enjoying it. It means a lot to me that you're here."

They sat together, savouring the tranquillity of the evening. The stars were beginning to emerge in the sky, and the sounds of the night—crickets chirping, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees—added to the serene atmosphere.

As the night grew darker, Shubman and Aratrika returned inside, where dessert was served and the conversations continued. 

The night was filled with laughter, stories, and a deepening bond between Aratrika and Shubman's family.

It was a perfect start to their time together in Shubman's hometown—a night of warmth, connection, and the promise of new memories to be made.

soup rants!

- so here we have the eleventh chapter for getaway car! [ nearly after a month ]

- no but seriously me when?

- they're so cute

- and rika easily being accepted into his family makes me so emotional

- anyway comments on chapter?

- hope you guys enjoyed!

- love soup!