Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

UNSAID DESIRES *under editing*

NEXT DAY

The men had decided to meet in next afternoon to finalise the other things for the preprations of the engagement ceremony. They rechecked the arrangements suppose to happen that day and retired to cafeteria for having a quick supper. Bala and Raman were already irritated hearing continous demands of Mihika. Raman was thankful of Bala who calmed him and they finally managed to finalise the rooftop venue before loosing there heads.

"Three coffees with three vegetable grill sandwiches please." Raman placed the order in exhausted tone and leaned back on the couch where Bala slumped down next to Raman. They started to go through there phones leaving there muscules loosened up until they heard the romantic conversation going on.

"Miku are you happy with the arrangements? Don't hesitate if you wish to add or edit something. Have you reached salon? I want you to look best on our engagement day. Yes catering work will be handled by bhai and decoration will be by Bala Sir and yes Romi will take care of other stuffs. You just relax and pamper yourself. Bye baby. I love you."

Mihir lovingly disconnected his phone and looked upwards and found two pairs of glaring eyes towards him." Ky...kya hua bhai? Woh sorry baby...I mean Miku ka call tha na isliye main baat kar raha tha. "

[What...What happened Bhai...I am sorry actually baby I mean it was Miku's call so I was talking]

" Abe gadhe, main tujhe baawarchi dikhta hoon kya? aur yeh bala tujhe tent wala dikhta hai jo tu hume kaam de raha tha? Bwwkoof. Yeh pakad saare saaman ki list aur kar khud. Him koi help nahi karne wale hai Teri "

[You donkey do you think I am a cook or something? And you think Bala is some tent house man that you are simply assigning us work...you fool hold this list of tasks and do yourself. We are not going to help you]

" Bhai woh... "

[Bhai actually]

" Raman theek keh raha hai Mihir, ek cancer specialist ko tumne tent wala bana diya hai. Kya yaar kuch toh izzat do mujhe. Main bhi nahi karne wala Teri koi help welp  "

[Raman is absolutely right Mihir. You have made a cancer specialist a tent house owner. Give me some respect atleast. I am not helping you anymore]

" Haan na bala, kitna chalwaaya hai iski mihika ne hume. Abe CEO of the year ki koi izzat hi nahi hai kya? Order toh aise jhaadti haj jaise hum dono uske assistants ho " Raman frustratedly threw the cushion on him which was near on his table. Bala also joined him next second and threw menu card on him which  laid on the table.

[Yes absolutely Bala. His Mihika made us walk so much. Now does CEO of the year too has no respect. She orders us as if we are her personal assistants]

" Bhai sorry na...sorry bala sir. please mat  maaro na mujhe. Yaar samjho na main pehli baar relationship main pada hoon aur pehli baar hi shaadi karoonga na, aise mat karo na bhai "

[bhai really sorry...sorry Bala sir...please don't beat me. please understand that I am in a relationship for the first time and will even get married for the first time...don't do this to me bhai]

" Abe toh humne kya 20-25 shaadiyan ki hai jo hume patience rakhne ko bol raha hai? idiot kahin ka " Raman said angrily while sipping his coffee while Bala again gave him an angry glare.

[Have we got married 20-25 times that you are asking us to be patient. Such an idiot]

" Sorry na bhai and sir. ab maaf kar do na. dekho na 3 days baad meri engagement hai, please gussa mat  karo na. I need your help bhai. please na bala sir. "

[Sorry bhai and sir. Now please forgive me. see I have my engagement in next 3 days. Please don't be angry. I need your help bhai. Please Bala sir]