Myra was sleeping on her queen size bed comfortably just then shweta stepped inside and found her still sleeping..

She opened the curtains and sunlight directly falls on Myra's face making her groan in frustration..

"Wakeup doll" she said softly sitting beside her..

She placed her head on her lap and hugged her waist.."no i want to sleep more" she mumbled in sleep and pressed her face against her belly hugging her like a baby..

"It's already 12.pm doll wakeup" shweta said softly and she nodded in no..

"Wakeup Myra today guests are coming for lunch" she said and myra opened her eyes and looked at her..

"Guest who" nyra4 asked rubbing her eyes..

"Your In-laws" her eyes widened hearing shweta's reply..

"What why" she asked hastily..

"They are here in Los Angeles for some works that's why we invited them for lunch" shweta replied..

"Why mom why" she made a crying face..

"Myra you have to accept the fact that you are married" Myra's anger rose..

"Marriage wow mom wow" she clapped her hands "just because my so called husband's great grandfather was dying you pushed your daughter in hell and bound her with marriage huh? " She shouted..

"What was my age mom that time huh? I was 4!! You made your 4 year old daughter life hell why mom why" she shouted in tears and shweta looked down..

"And if you think that i am interested in meeting my so called inlaws and my husband then you are so fucking wrong" she said coldly and went inside the restroom..

She took a nice shower and changed her outfit and did minimal amount of makeup..

She descended the stairs to found three unknown faces are sitting on the couch..

Myra's pov

"Omg bhabhi (sister in law)" I was shocked and just rooted at my place..

"Princess come here"mom said i wanted to run away from here..

I forced a smile and walked towards them..I have to pretend that i am happy i can't disappoint my parents yes i am angry on them but i do care for them..

"Hello aunty hello uncle" I wished them plastering a fake smile on my face..

"Myra you have grown up in beautiful women" aunty said lovingly caressing my cheek..I hope aunty your son is not a chimpu..

"Thank you aunty" Myra you have to act like a good girl..

I was soo hungry but to be honest I lost my appetite..

"You are so pretty bhabhi" said the girl..

damn this bhabhi thing so annoying..

"Hiii i am Diya Kapoor" she forward her hand..

"Hii i am Myra" I shook hands with her..

"So myra which college you are in" asked uncle who is unfortunately my sasurjii (father in law (

"I just completed my study from University of California" I replied with a smile.. ofcourse it's a fake smile..

"Which stream?" He asked

Who are you? An interviewer!! My mind screamed

"Mind your own business" I murmured..

"Huhh what" he asked

"Business study I replied with a tight lipped smile.. and he nodded..

"Myra go and show diya the whole mansion" mom said i nodded and stood up with her..

I showed her the whole mansion and atlast took her in my room..

"Your room is soo beautiful bhabhi" why bhabhi why ???

"Thank you diya" I smiled not a fake one this time she is really cute..

"Sit na" I said and she sat on the bed and i sat beside her..

"So which class you are in?" I asked her..

"I just completed my 12th now it's time for college" she replied with a sigh and i nodded..

Mom sends snacks for us in the room and we started having while talking about some random things..

She went to restroom and I turned on my phone while sipping my mango shake just then i heard a phone ringing..

My travelled to other phone which was placed on the bed it's must be diya's phone..

"Diya your phone ringing" I shouted from outside..

"Can you please check the name" she shouted back..

I picked her phone and saw the name which flashing "bhai♥️"

"It's flashing bhai" I replied..

"You can pick the call bhabhi it's your husband's call" my eyes widened and suddenly my hands started shivering...

The phone stopped ringing and I sighed in relief..

But then it started ringing once again.."diya come out please your phone is ringing continuously" I said ..

"Please pick the call bhabhi it maybe something important" she said from inside..

I wanted to bang my head on the wall..

Myra Reddy control yourself you aren't scared you aren't nervous..I am not nervous yes I am not...

I picked the call and waited for him to say something "hello diya?" Ohh God my heartbeat... control myra control..

"Hello diya you there?" He asked once again his voice is husky I think I heard this voice somewhere..ufff what the hell even i am thinking..

I cleared my throat "ummm.. actually diya is in restroom" I said controlling my erratic heartbeat..

"Who are you?" He asked..

"My..Myra" I stammered..I am getting nervous ??? why why why..

"Because you are talking with your patidev for the first time" my heart said dancing in some crazy songs..

"Umm okayyy te..tell Diya that i can't co.me to..day in your ho..me for lunch" he said and I smirked yes he also stammered yayyyy means he also got nervous..

I want to dance..yayyy I want to dance..

"Ok" I cut the call and fell back on the bed..

To be continued..

Promo

Shittt shittt shittt Myra means Myra Reddy Means Myra Zain Kapoor fuckkkkkkk my heartbeat quickened sweat beads started forming in my forhead freakkk I am sitting in my air conditioned cabin but still...!!

Why I am getting nervous? Control you are The Zain Kapoor..

"Umm okayyy te..tell Diya that i can't co.me to..day in your ho..me for lunch" I stammered I fucking stammered in talking with my wife for the first time...

Shame on you Zain Kapoor my mind screamed..