Chapter 3

Divya Introduction

Divya POV

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The plane landed smoothly at the airport. It was exactly a seven hours journey. After I claimed my baggage, I headed out to the arrival lounge and finally saw my dad waiting for me.

"Dad!" I squealed as he waved back at me with that broad smile on his face. As soon as I reached him, Dad excitedly pulled me for a hug and kissed my forehead.

"Barbie Doll, I missed you so much," Dad said with a sad voice.

"Dad, Now I have returned to you, so no more crying," I told him and wiped his tears.

"Dad, you look very handsome. See there, a girl is staring at you!" I told teasingly and grinned cheekily. Dad shook his head and pinched my cheek lovingly. He took my trolley and pushed it, walking ahead towards the exit. I trailed behind him, leading to the parking lot.

Dad led me to his Black Mercedes GL-Class SUV. He deposited my luggage in the trunk as I settled on the passenger seat. He sat in the driver's seat and drove to our home. I sighed happily returning to India after a long time. I closed my eyes listening to my favorite song on the radio.

"Welcome back Divya Mathur," I greeted myself.

After I completed my under graduation, Anahita (Akash and Dharani's daughter) and I decided to continue our master's degree in MBA in London. However, our over-protective parents didn't allow us. We begged a lot. After lots of arguments and crying, finally our fathers allowed us to send us to London for further studies. It has been two years since I left my Dad.

Finally, I completed my studies. But Anahita wanted to study six-month course in fashion design. So she stayed back there in London, and I came back to India.

My mom Ritika, is a great human being and a caring mother. But unfortunately, she died 5 years ago because of kidney failure. I was devastated. However, Pari maa, I mean Dharani's aunt never left me. She took care of me like her own daughter. I will always call her pari maa (Pari maa means Angel, the mother).

I'm not interested in business. My dream is, I want to become a model like my mom. It's also the dream of my mom. So here, I'm fulfilling my mom's dream.

"Doll, we’re here," Dad announced happily breaking my thoughts. I wiped my tears silently.

We went inside, and I looked around to see nothing changed in my house. If my mom was alive, she would have decorated the whole house and prepared delicious food for me. I sighed remembering her. I miss her very much.

"Barbie Doll, I know you are tired. So you take a nap, and I'll call you at lunch," Dad said, and I nodded my head.

I went into my bedroom. I couldn't wait to hit the bed. I drifted off to deep sleep.

AFTER SOME HOURS 

I woke up with someone shaking me."Doll, wake up! Come down. Lunch is ready," Dad said softly.

"5-minutes Dad," I went to the washroom to freshen up.

Avinash POV (Divya's Father)

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I'm so happy because my daughter is back to me.

When My wife Ritika died, I almost lost myself. Even so, I wanted to live for my daughter's sake. I don't want to send her to London. However, Dharani convinced me. If my daughter stays here, she will be depressed without her mother. So I sent her to London for higher studies.

"Dad, where are you lost?" My doll asked me, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Nothing," I said and served her lunch. She started eating happily.

"Dad, it's very delicious," She licked her fingers like a five-year-old kid. I chuckled.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing showing the caller ID 'Dharani'. My sister.

"Brother, did my baby doll arrive?" Dharani asked me as soon as I picked up her call.

"Yes, your baby doll arrived. She's eating her lunch," I told to my sister. My daughter snatched the phone from my hand and put it on a speaker.

"Pari maa, how are you and uncle? I missed you so much " my daughter screamed excitedly.

"I missed you too Doll. I want to meet you," Dharani told.

"Why don't you come here for dinner? And you know Daksh is also coming for dinner tonight," Dharani asked and my daughter went silent.

I know her, and Daksh doesn't like each other. They always fight like five-year-old kids. I sighed.

"Divu baby, are you listening?" My sister asked.

"Yes Dharani, we are listening. We would like that," I told my sister but my daughter glared at me.

"Really? Ok, I'm going to prepare my Doll's favorite food. I can't wait to see you. Come fast," Dharani squealed happily and hung up the phone.

"Dad, why did you agree? You know very well that I hate Daksh," Doll asked me angrily.

"Listen doll, he is my sister's son, and Daksh is a very good boy. You two fight unnecessarily. Because of your silly fighting, your pari maa is also tense. So at least for her sake behave like a civilized person and attend the dinner," I advised her. My Doll sighed.

"Ok Dad, I promise. For you and pari maa, I will try to behave well with Daksh tonight," my daughter told.

Nevertheless, I don't think she will keep her promise because she already promised me thousand times before. I smiled at myself.

Daksh POV

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Finally, I arrived at our home. I opened the door and saw my dad and mom sitting on the couch, talking happily with each other.

They've been married for 26 years now and still are madly in love with each other.

"Hi, Mom!" I greeted happily. My mom stood up and ran towards me and hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back.

"Finally! Your stubborn son is back Angel," Dad chuckled.

"MOM!" I complained.

"Akash, don't tease my baby boy," Mom told sternly. I laughed.

"Come on, let's go inside," Mom made me sit on the couch while she sat beside me.

"You know a baby boy? I'm glad to meet you finally. I have been waiting to meet you so long," Mom told, and tears formed before her eyes.

"Mom, please don't cry. You know. I don't like it when you cry. I promise you, mom. I will come monthly once," I wiped her tears. She nodded her head and kissed my forehead lovingly.

I missed her.

"Well, it's time for dinner. Let's go," Dad stood up.

"You'll have to wait for a while Akash! I have a surprise. A special guest is going to come here and join us for dinner," Mom informed happily.

Dad and I looked at each other confusingly. Dad got a phone, and he excused himself.

"Who is that special person, Mom?" I asked her.

"I told you it was a surprise. They said they'll be here in 10 minutes. Now they are on their way," Mom replied and went into the kitchen. I sighed.

"Let's see, who this special guest is!" I thought to myself.

Mom entered the dining hall with different dishes in her hands. One by one, the table got filled with delicious dishes. I just can't wait to taste them all.

"Baby boy, won't you come and help me with this?" my mom asked as she pointed to the juice bottle in her hand.

"Sure mom," I took the juice bottle from her hand and set the table.

Suddenly, we heard the doorbell ring.

"Looks like they are here," Mom told happily and rushed to open the door. However, before she could open the door, we heard the pressure cooker whistling.

Mom asked me to attend the door, and she went into the kitchen hurriedly.

I went and opened the door. Before I can see the person's face, a girl jumped and hugged the hell out of me. She sighed happily "I missed you so much! I love you!" She kissed my cheeks, and a shiver ran down my spine.

I can see only her bare back. I stared at her smooth glowing skin exposed from the backless dress. I couldn't take my eyes off her bare back. Her whole body was pressed against mine perfectly. I could feel my blood rushing through all my veins.

I took in her scent. It smelled intoxicating. I badly wanted to bury my nose in the crook of her neck and get lost in her smell. I found myself getting turned on. I slowly wrapped my hands around her waist as I could feel she was stiffening against me.

Suddenly, she looks up at me and our eyes are locked with each other. I was lost in her diamond-sparkling eyes. Then my gaze went to her pink lips. Oh, those lips! I just want to taste her lips. I bet. It would taste like heaven. Then I saw her face.

"Divya?" My heart leaped.

She gasped loudly before flatting her palm against my chest and pushing me. Reluctantly, I released her as I watched her taking three steps backward, staring at me, without even blinking her eyes. I looked at her from head to toe.

Those beautiful diamond eyes!

I could stare at them all day. Her sexy plump lips with a pink natural shade and that smooth, glowing skin. Perfect breasts with wide hips and slender legs. She looks so hot and sexy in her navy blue knee-length dress.

God! She looks hotter than before. I groaned loudly.

And slowly realization hit her. She gave me a deadly disapproving glare.

"You j**k! What the f**k are you staring at?" She opened her nonsense mouth, which pissed me off.

Here we go on again in our never-ending world war!

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Precap - "I want to fulfill my mom's wish. So, I decided to do modeling. Tomorrow I'm going to start my job hunt" I told Akash's uncle.

So how is this chapter?

What do you think about Divya and Daksh? And their meeting?