Almost a month passed by, still Laya was confused on how to open this up to her mother.
“Have you spoken to her, Laya?”
“No, did you speak to your parents?”
“You first speak then I will.”
“Hmmm. We are of same community, shouldn’t be a problem I guess.”
“Speak to her, baby.”
“I am not an expert in this; I am the rough Policeman you see. My way of talking is too different”
Keshav has already excelled the art of understanding the various modulations in which she calls his name and the current one meant, “Do something, else I will kill you.”
“Laya, I am not urging you but your mom is searching grooms for you. We should tell her before she ends up finding one.”
“If she finds one, then we need to explain it to the guy and his family also.”
“What shall I do?”
“Don’t pick my brain; I don’t seem to have one. Why don’t you try picking Pooja’s brains for a change?”
To be continued…. If you have missed the prequels then do read it from here.
P.S: I will be writing a guest post today over here ~ A2ZFiction on letter P. Do read it and comment your feedback there. This is my first guest post.
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