"I'm worried. Please Remember Praveen, you're just starting your career as a movie star. You know, being a movie star requires a lot of capital. Not that I underestimate your good intentions in donating, but you need to upgrade yourself so that your appearance is really supportive, and It requires a lot of capital.""I think I have enough capital.""You don't understand what I mean. If you really intend to be in the celebrity world, you have to change your appearance. Facial capital alone is not enough. You need everything such as appearance, lifestyle as well as body and facial care. You can't only be smart like most youths with a simple and modest appearance.""Having appearance like this I already got an offer, really!" said Praveen confidently."That's because you went viral. How do you get the agency's attention? Of course you have to improve your appearance, right? Besides continuing to hone your skills?""Is that so? How do you know, Ashita?" asked Praveen innocently.Zoya smil
"come on, Zoya! think about it! You can't let Praveen and Uncle Rajesh meet! Your identity can be exposed and everone here will know you! Everything could be messed up! Your safety can also be jeopardized in this Dharavi!" Zoya tried to think hard.But her brain suddenly froze. Oh no!"Ashita what happen to you?" Mrs. Fateema asked her again. Of course she was surprised to see the unusual behavior of her new teacher."Never mind, Miss Fateema. I'm all right." Zoya was still trying to cover up her panic. She caught a glimpse of Praveen on the bench outside. He still looked calm looking at his phone. Maybe he's having fun chatting with someone."You have an appointment with that handsome man?" asked Mrs. Fateema guessing. In her mind, maybe the girl would go on a date with him."Sorry, ma'am! Can I go for a while?""Where are you going?""Um... um... I suddenly have a stomach ache. It's normal. I want to buy sanitary pads, just in case it comes suddenly!""That's not a problem, Ashita!
With firm and determined steps, Rajesh Kumar made his way down the winding road in Dharavi to the Doorna Kindergarten. In his hand was a folder containing important documents of building ownership. He had completed all the buying and selling affairs and signed by a notary. There's nothing that couldn't be done with money in this world. All problems were easy. What a lucky TK Doorna thanks to Zoya. If only the employer's daughter didn't teach there, maybe now the school is closing because it was evictedThe other day he had planned everything, that Zoya would teach at Chhota Tara, but due to a miscommunication between his subordinate, Anil, and the principal there, the plan failed. It's not a problem for Zoya, but a problem for Chakrapani the principal. He was forced to step down because of his arrogance. Chhota Tara School was one of the schools that Vishaya supported through its corporate social assistance program. The company's donation was quite a lot for the continuity of the schoo
"Anil! It's me, Rajesh Kumar. Why didn't you tell me that Zoya now has a boyfriend?" said Rajesh as the phone connected. The man on the other end sounded a little nervous. He really didn't expect Rajesh Kumar calling him about it."I... I don't think it's important information, Boss. He's just a normal guy.""An ordinary guy? What do you mean?" Rajesh's voice was up. "So you already know?""His name is Praveen. He's just a young cake seller. Not dangerous at all. That's why I didn't inform you, Boss.""What? A cake seller? He's a food seller?" Rajesh couldn't believe what he was hearing at all. How can the daughter of a famous conglomerate in Mumbai, a graduate of the world's top university, have a beautiful face, be close friends with a food seller? It didn't make sense!"Boss! He's not an ordinary food seller. He's been viral lately on social media because of his good looks. Don't you know? I think Zoya who wants to be friends with him. Maybe she likes him as other girls.""No way!
They were in a menswear outlet, looking for clothes that would suit Praveen. He had just bought a pair of shirts and pants that he would wear later for the casting of the photo shoot. Just a casual shirt and cotton pants. Now the official dress for the party if there was an invitation to launch the first film.Praveen looked restless in the shop after so many shirts he had seen, none of the prices match. All expensive according to the size of his pocket.Why did Ashita invite me in here? Whispered his heart."Praveen, this shirt suits you," said Zoya, taking a maroon shirt made of soft fabric from the display hanger. Praveen looked at the shirt. It's good and looked classy. But his eyes were more on the price tag. It said 3000 rupees. Crazy! Expensive, he hissed. Almost a third of his first honorarium."Good! But I couldn't stand the price. Let's find something else!" "All the clothes in this shop are expensive, Ashita," Praveen said in a half whisper."But this is good for you!""I
They looked at each other. A few seconds, then Zoya turned her gaze in another direction. Even though her heartbeat was soaring faster, she tried to control the situation."Calm down Zoya! There's no way Sunil knows you with this appearance. And if he approaches you, just pretend you don't know him!" She calmed down herself.Zoya looked him like she's seeing a stranger, and continued to step inside the shop without looking back. She hoped Sunil didn't meet her. She didn't even look back. Completely ignorant of Sunil.Five minutes later she was back in the fitting room area. Apparently Praveen had left the fitting room."How about it, Praveen? Did you fit the shirt?"asked Zoya. " Do you like it?""Yes, but I won't buy it. Too expensive for me," Praveen answered frankly."Then I will buy it for you, Praveen!" Zoya said and smiling sweetly."Ashita! I...." Before Praveen finished speaking, Zoya immediately cut him off,"I bought it for you! Please don't refuse. If you do, I'm leaving now
But his instincts couldn't stay still. Just as the ricksaw left, he ran over to the other auto ricksaw that was parked waiting for passengers. He darterd into it and ordered the bajaj driver to follow thericksaw which Praveen and Zoya riding riding."Which one?" asked the driver, looking around for the bajaj that Sunil was referring to. There were many vehicles passing by."That Bajaj!" said Sunil pointing to the bajaj in which Zoya was getting away."Where is it going?""Don't ask too many questions! Just follow where it goes!"No asking again, the driver started the bajaj. There was a deafening sound of the engine, and white smoke billowed from the exhaust. The three-wheeled vehicle sped up and started to chase. Because it was a little behind, the driver started to increase his speed, faster. He easily overtook the other vehicles in front one by one, leaving Sunil reeling behind. When he tried to overtake the minibus that was blocking in front of him, the driver slammed the handleb
They had seen three different rented rooms, but none of them matched. Two were too bad and the location was not far from the recycling place. Lots of sacks filled with used goods on the side of the road making for poor access to the rented house. The rent money was also not comparable to the facilities. Praveen was not interested let alone Zoya.They had entered the wrong way, they shouldn't have gone through this alley. From the outside, it didn't look like there was a recycling place for used goods inside.And the other one, it turned out to be a special rent for women. Actually it was not easy to find a place to live in Dharavi even though this was a slum area."Where do we go next?" asked Zoya."Aren't you tired, Ashita?" Praveen asked glancing at the girl. Zoya shook her head even though her forehead looked wet with sweat."Or you are hungry maybe?""A little. But I can bear it. We'll search again, but not anywhere near here. The area over here is worse I think. Totally not for
“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
Praveen was back in the hotel room when Narendra Prasadh's family troupe arrived. Two luxury cars entered the hotel grounds in a convoy and stopped in front of the entrance. Not far behind were five more SUVs carrying employees and servants.Narendra Prasadh was in the first car. He got out of the car after the hotel staff opened the car door for him.He appeared to be wearing traditional clothing instead of a suit, and that did not diminish his authority as a wealthy businessman.His wife, Pratyusha Beniwal followed after him. She also appeared to be wearing a saree with gold ornaments. Precious stone jewelry in the form of a necklace and bracelet added to the luxury of her appearance. Truly extraordinary. Then followed by her youngest son Rahul.Before entering, the graceful woman stood for a moment waiting for the next car. The sedan carrying Zoya and her sister Danishka.The hotel staff also swiftly opened the car door for Zoya. She got out of the car carefully while fixing her sa
That morning at Amaneesh Chakraborty's residence, there was also a lot of activity.They would perform Ganesh puja, a ritual to ask the god for blessings.The procession will be held this afternoon. Many of Mr. Amaneesh's extended family had also attended.The joy radiated from the face of the Mumbai Police Chief. Of course, this was a happy day because his proud son, Sunil Chakraborty, was getting married.As a father, he could imagine how lucky Sunil was. Having a good career in the police force and also having a beautiful wife who was the daughter of a rich man in Mumbai.It felt like a dream.All preparations had been done well by a third party. They just went through it. Everything went smoothly according to expectations.Sunil should have also been very happy that day. But it was as if something was bothering him, and it was visible on his face. He was not completely happy because of one problem that had not been resolved until now.He should have been able to overcome Praveen a
Praveen was still lying in bed that morning. Even though the hotel room was so comfortable, he had not been able to sleep at all since last night.This was a very decisive moment in his life, preparing himself to carry out the plan he had made as best he could.He had thought about it down to the smallest detail so that this plan would succeed. There should be no gaps or opportunities for him to fail.If he failed, he could end up in prison.Taking away the prospective bride who is none other than the daughter of a prominent conglomerate and the prospective daughter-in-law of the number one person in the Mumbai police?It would definitely create a scene and become national news. More sensational than the kidnapping that Zoya experienced before!If he failed, his face would adorn the front pages of newspapers and even television, not as an actor or model, but as a criminal. The career he had built with great difficulty would end tragically.No, that couldn't happen!He immediately got
It was late afternoon when they returned from Dharavi, but nothing happened. Praveen's room was empty just like when Sunil visited earlier. There was no sign of him coming here. Nothing had changed at all.It was just that Zoya felt a different atmosphere when she saw the room. There was a longing that enveloped her, imagining when she and Praveen were alone in the room.She remembered the time she slept over during the heavy rain that caused flooding due to the moonson. Even though the lights were out and it was raining outside, she felt at peace in Praveen's arms all night. The man really took good care of her.There were indeed many memories in Dharavi. If not with Sunil, she would have gone to school to meet the teachers there, Mrs. Fateema and her two other friends, Harshida and Shanti. Or if necessary she would go to her rented house.Had everything remained the same or changed? She really didn't know."Where have you been? Why are you home at this hour?" Mrs. Pratyusha asked wh
A surprise for Zoya, but not for Sunil as they headed to the AMA office. A large billboard on the side of the road caught the attention of passersby.An advertising billboard starring Praveen. Apparently the advertisement had spread to several strategic places.Zoya was happy to see the billboard. She wanted to take out her cellphone and take a picture of it as memorials. But she didn't because didn't want to offend the man beside her. She didn't say a word, even trying to divert attention by pretending not to see it."Damn it! I don't want to see that billboard!" said Sunil."Isn't he the person you want to meet now?""Right, but not with his poster!""Okay! Just look away!" said Zoya indifferently. She tried not to look at the billboard as if it wasn't important.Sunil's gut feeling told him that she deliberately pretended unwilling to see the billboard. He was sure, deep down in her heart, she was happy to see it. It made Sunil even more annoyed.If only he could find him, he woul
Sunil still stared at Zoya with an uncertain look in his eyes. His intuition said otherwise. The girl still had a secret that she kept tightly.Sunil was sure that Zoya knew where Praveen was. They were still in touch until now.Even though their wedding day was getting closer, he felt that something was going to happen.He had to make sure that it didn't happen. He had to find that man right now!"I have to meet him, Zoya!" said Sunil.The beautiful girl frowned, but said nothing."Help me find him!" he said in a deep, commanding voice.Zoya took a deep breath."I told you, since I was kidnapped, we've only been in touch by phone, only a few times. I don't know where he is now. All I know is that he lives in Dharavi. Isn't it clear what I said?""I know you're lying!""I don't know how to convince you anymore! Rather than keep talking, I'd rather go home! I don't want us to fight, Sunil! I don't want to spoil my mood before our wedding day. That's much more important than finding him
Sunil had tried various ways to find Praveen, but to no avail. The man could no longer be contacted. Although he contacted him via Zoya's cellphone, it never connected.He was sure that Praveen already knew everything.***The next day.He had appeared at Narendra Prasadh's residence."I'll take you out, Zoya!" said Sunil when asked the purpose of his visit."I don't feel like going anywhere today!""Come on! I'll take you again to see the preparations for our wedding party!""For what? Didn't we see it yesterday? Just let the hotel and WO finish it! Don't bother them again!""No. We're just looking around! I promise not to bother them even if it's just to give input! Besides, there's something I want to talk to you about," replied Sunil."Why don't we talk about it here?""I want to talk outside.""About what?""You'll find out later!"“There’s no one here! You’re free to talk about anything, don’t worry!” said Zoya.There was indeed no one at home except the servants. Her two younge