Doorna Kindergarten was busy the day before the arrival of the Social Service who would provide assistance. There were several officials who would visit the school . It was because of their arrival that Doorna's teachers taught the children dancing, singing and drama performances.Zoya and her colleagues had tried their best to train the kids to entertain the officials.Today, they also had a rehearsal. For dancing, the group of students didn't seem so unified. There were still one or two who forgot the movement. Harshida and Shanti repeatedly reminded them to follow their friends in front. But there were still some wrong moves. Likewise for drama performances, some forgot the dialogue so they were confused and silent so another friend gave them a code.The funniest thing was how often Zoya got their pronunciation right, still the accent was Indian accent.That's if in a short time to train them. Far from perfect. But Mrs Fateema was not the least bit disappointed, in fact she looked
Unlike the audition the other day, the office looked deserted. There were only a few vehicles parked in the courtyard when Praveen looked through the gap in the tall closed fence."Who are you looking for?" asked the security guard from post not far from the gate."I'm Praveen Jayachandran. I Want to meet Mr. Manoj, Casting Director.""What is your business to meet him?" asked the security probingly."You forget about me? I've been here several times. I've passed auditions and played in films at this production house. I'm here to ask Mr. Manoj about the film I'm starring in." replied Praveen feeling displeased with the security question."How do I remember you? There are many people coming here every day. Especially if there is an audition, it could be hundreds or even thousands.""Let me in. I want to speak to Mr Manoj. He is there, isn't he?""Have you made an appointment with him yet?""How do I make an appointment if I don't have the phone number!""How come?" asked the security g
"But Praveen just called you Ashita?" Mr. Manoj made an astonished face."That's nickname for me!" Zoya smiled sweetly. The man back smiled at that. Praveen couldn't help but smile too."Wow, it turns out that Praveen is a very lucky young man to have you, daughter of the richest man in Mumbai," he added."The rich one is my father, sir. I'm just ordinary!" Zoya replied."Don't be modest, Zoya! You too, right?""No sir. I am who I am. I don't want people to know me only as Narendra Prasadh's daughter. Only as Zoya Bipasha!"The Casting Director was a little dumbfounded, either amazed or confused by Zoya's words."You apparently inherited your father's character, has a humble personality," he praised.Zoya slightly pursed her lips."Okay Mr. Manoj, we will go first," Praveen said while taking Zoya's hand.They said goodbye and left the room. Mr. Manoj nodded and followed them all the way to the door.Shortly after Praveen and Zoya left, Mr Manoj came to the reception desk and said t
"Dad?" Zoya said tilting her head to make sure the man in the car was really her father."What are you doing here Zoya?" asked Narendra sounding cold."I... I'm waiting for public transportation.""Where are you going?" he asked again but as if probing."I want to buy supplies for tomorrow's school event.""So why are you here? The stuff is not available in Dharavi market until you walked all the way here?"Zoya shrugged her shoulders. It's a bit difficult to answer.On the other hand, Praveen seemed to be standing awkwardly. Meet again with Narendra Prasadh and of course the man behind the wheel. The man he had punched a few days ago in the courtyard of the Gateway of India. Rajesh Kumar.Rajesh Kumar's gaze seemed to want to skin him alive. Highlights of unrequited revenge, clearly radiated.Praveen was undaunted. He returned his gaze to Narendra."Good afternoon, Mr. Narendra!" greeted Praveen with a confident. The wealthy man ignored him. He glanced at him briefly and then looked
Doorna Kindergarten was ready to hold a welcoming ceremony for visiting Social Service officials that morningEverything had been neatly arranged since yesterday. The chairs had been arranged. Chairs for officials in the form of leather sofas were at the very front. For the parents of students who were invited in the form of long benches.The performance stage was also seen full of colorful balloons and paper decorations. As the background, a large banner with the words welcome. Written on it was the name of the official who had come. Mr. Ashok Chitragar and entourage. It was quite comparable to the welcoming event with the assistance given in the amount of one hundred thousand rupees.Some of the students' parents had also arrived and sitting. Some were chatting with others, some were playing on their phones.The nearly one hundred students looked impatiently waiting. Some were joking with their friends. The three teachers, Ashita, Shanti and Harshida were busy calming them down.The
Zoya was stuttered. Is he really Sunil? She still couldn't believe what she saw. But her eyes didn't lie. He is indeed Sunil Chakraborty.Sunil also looked dashing in his uniform. And of course full of authority. Not like the Indian police in general. His body looked straight and handsome. Before entering the police academy, he also worked as an actor for a while but his parents preferred him to be a police officer .O Lord Krishna! What should I do so that Sunil didn't recognize me? She thought.Zoya really didn't know what to do. It's like she's trapped and couldn't go anywhere because she had to stand by in her position. Moreover, she was asked to be the MC of the event. Of course all eyes would be on her. Sunil was no exception. Would the man immediately recognize her?Oh, of course! When they met at the mall the other day, Sunil recognized her immediately even though she looked very simple and wore glasses. Especially now with a little dressing up without glasses. Of course it wa
Sunil only briefly greeted her, nothing more as a courtesy. He turned around without another word, and joined the rest of the group. He behaved like a stranger.Zoya was even more astonished as her worries are completely unfounded.Was it true that Sunil didn,t know her at all? What happened at the mall when they met? He immediately knew herbut why not this time? Had he deliberately feigned ignorance?Uh, Zoya really didn't expect Sunil to act like that. As a girl, she knew Sunil still loved her and wished she could return to him. Otherwise, why did he call Ramya, came to her house and Amaneesh Chakraborty came to Vishaya to meet her father to discuss an arranged marriage?Wasn't it weird?Or was it possible that Sunil acting indifferent in order to keep her secret so that her identity was not exposed?Zoya suddenly realized what was that thought for? Go to hell with Sunil Chakraborty! They had no relationship anymore. She also had no feelings for that man anymore. After all, she also
After returning from escorting Social Service officials, Sunil's mood was increased. There was immeasurable joy. His lips hummed and whistled. His attitude was much different when in front of audiences. This time he was so relaxed especially than earlier. Unexpectedly he met someone he had been looking for a long time. Figure of Zoya Bipasha Vijayalakshmi.'Zoya, I finally found you!' he hissed.'I'll make sure you can't hide from me anymore. I don't care if you already have a lover, I will get you again. Whatever the way!'Sunil continued mumbling behind the wheel. He was talking to himself, trying to convince himself that he was the one who deserved to be her man.I am the one who know you first Zoya! We've also had some wonderful times together. It's just that I made the wrong decision that time, and now I want to make amends!His encounter with Zoya seemed to awaken new hope. The meeting was like a blessing and a sign from the God that he would indeed be destined to marry Zoya.H
Meanwhile, far away in Mumbai, Sunil Chakraborty still could not accept the reality of what had happened.He was angry, but did not know how to vent his anger. Why did all this come to light?This must be the result of Roohan's failure, the man he had assigned to eliminate Praveen. If only he had succeeded, it would have been a different story. That man would have rotted at the bottom of the river!He had paid Roohan. He had to take responsibility for this failure! He should not deny it like that day, at least he should get his reward!Sunil still felt his chest burning with emotion. He would teach Roohan a lesson!He immediately left the house. But his steps stopped when Amaneesh stopped him."Where are you going?""I have some business to finish!""No! You stay home for now! Let me take care of everything!""No, Dad!" said Sunil, ignoring his father's words. He continued walking towards his car and soon the car was out of the garage.Amaneesh was furious, but could not do anything.
The afternoon was approaching.The Balinese bridal make-up artist had finished dressing Zoya. She seemed satisfied with her work.“It’s done. You can look in the mirror now!” said her with a smile.Zoya turned her body slowly to face the large mirror not far from her and was immediately stunned.Is that really her?She looked very different wearing a typical Balinese bridal kebaya in maroon and decorated with gold thread embroidery. Her head was decorated with a majestic floral metal crown that was also gold in color. Both of her wrists wore gold color bracelets. Prada songket cloth with a color that matched the kebaya she was wearing further enhanced her appearance.The make-up on her face was not striking so that her beautiful face looked even more beautiful.She stared at her reflection in the mirror for a long time, not expecting it to be herself.However, she had a little difficulty moving her head because the crown was quite heavy, around three kg.She convinced herself that she
The Balinese woman looked so graceful in the traditional dress. She wore a short white kebaya with a silver Prada cloth with a floral motif.Her black hair was pulled up into a bun. She was around mid-thirties and spoke fluent English.“So you two will be married with Balinese customs and rituals?”“Yes, of course. I have longed to marry with Balinese rituals. It just so happens that India and Bali have similarities,” Zoya explained.She smiled and looked at the two of them alternately. There was a sense of amazement in her eyes. The girl looked beautiful and the man was so handsome. They both looked so harmonious, especially later when they wear Balinese traditional clothes. Of course it would be even more charming.She had served quite a lot of clients who were about to get married, and most of them were Westerners, but this time she met a unique client from India.Judging from their appearance, they were not from just anyone. If not the upper class, then they must be public figures
Zoya and Praveen had landed in Bali three hours ago and now they had checked in at a resort in the Seminyak region. Zoya had made a reservation before so they didn't have to bother booking a hotel.Praveen didn't expect to go this far. This was the first time in his life he saw the outside world directly. It never even crossed his mind to be on this island of the gods. Not for leisure pursuit but to get married!No! He didn't feel tired after a long journey, in fact when he set foot in Ngurah Rai Airport his chest was still beating fast. Since leaving India, he felt like he entered a new world.Uncertain? Alienated? No! He didn't feel lost as long as Zoya was by his side. She gave him energy and determination so strong that he was a man who could overcome all obstacles.He had passed the biggest obstacle perfectly, taking away the lover he loved so much to escape from the one-sided match made by her parents.Coming out of the airport he was already fascinated by the pleasant atmospher
“What’s wrong? What are you guys talking about in there?” Sunil asked curiously.Stupid kid!If there were no other people around, Amaneesh would have slapped him. But he held back his anger so as not to raise further suspicion.“Come on, go home! I want to talk to you at home!”“Just tell me here now. I want to know!” Sunil said curiously.Amaneesh shook his head. He saw several of his subordinates standing looking at him in surprise.“You guys go back to the office now! We’ll talk later!”His subordinates took a respectful position,“Yes, sir!” said them.Sunil couldn’t accept it, he just walked briskly into Narendra’s room and opened the door,“What are you talking about with my father, Mr. Narendra?!” he asked loudly.Narendra was sitting on the sofa realizing the mistake he had made. Seeing Sunil act like that, his disgust surfaced again, he really didn’t want to see the young man’s face again.“Just ask your father! From now on I don’t want to see anymore! Get out of my room now
Rajesh Kumar was cheered. He quickly got up and half ran out to his car. In less than half an hour he was at the cafe that Narendra usually visited.Apparently Rajesh had arrived first. Narendra was not there yet. He immediately took a seat in the corner of the cafe and ordered a drink.Not long, finally Narendra appeared alone. He entered with brisk steps and sat across from Rajesh.“How are you, sir! Long time no see!” he said, starting the conversation.Narendra ignored him and went straight to the point.“Why did you tell me this now? Why?”“Because this is the best time to reveal everything!”“No! It’s too late!”“Not for me!”“Where did you get that evidence?” asked Narendra.Rajesh then explained in as much detail as possible.Narendra Prasadh listened with an angry expression. How could a police officer do something bad to get his personal desires and the police officer was… his future son-in-law? Truly, he had been deceived!“Your daughter has found a suitable man as her life
Two investigators came to see Mr. Amaneesh that night. They brought very important news.“We have checked the immigration data at the airport and got the names we are looking for, Sir! It turns out that Miss Zoya and Praveen Jayachandran took a flight abroad. They managed to escape to Singapore!” said a police officer named Sukhdev excitedly. His other colleague nodded in agreement.“That’s right! They left at 4:10 in the morning, and this data has been matched with the airline passenger manifest!”“They fled abroad?” said Amaneesh as if in disbelief. He did not know whether this was good or bad news because if this was true, their pursuit would be more difficult unless they asked for help from Interpol.But was it possible, considering that they were not criminals or perpetrators of crimes that harmed the country?Nothing is impossible. He could have used his authority as the Mumbai police chief.“What else did you get?”“That’s it. I think this is a very important clue, so I reporte
There were no significant results of the investigation even though Amaneesh had ordered many of his personnel. Some were ordered to Dharavi, some to modeling agencies, and advertising agencies and more to guard the borders.But none of them yielded results.Towards evening, Mrs. Fateema was even more shocked to see Sunil and his men arrive at her house. They interrogated her again, even though previously in Doorna she had been visited by the police asking about Praveen's whereabouts. Of course she did not know where he was. Since Zoya's identity was revealed, he had never been there again. What shocked her the most how Sunil knew where she lives?"Don't try to hide something from me, Mrs. Fateema!" said Sunil intimidatingly."Why would I hide him whereabouts, Sir! I have no idea at all. Since Ashita, I mean... Miss Zoya is no longer in Doorna, he has also never come again! Especially since he started to become famous!"“You don’t know where he lives?”“I don’t know exactly! But he sa
The wedding ceremony that was planned to take place this morning really ended in a mess, even though the hotel had made good preparations. The hall had been neatly arranged, both the stage and the arrangement of chairs and tables for the guests. Decorations full of flowers were already available. So was the catering.But all that was in vain because the bride ran away.Approaching 10 o'clock, the hall was actually quiet. Guests who did not know and had already come were not allowed to enter the building. The hotel was closed to guests.Of course, many guests were shocked, not expecting the party to be canceled. Not a few were disappointed because they had already come.In connection with being closed, Narendra's family could not hide their shame.This was the first time in his life he felt humiliated, not by someone else, but by his own child.Was there a wrong decision that made his daughter choose to run away rather than follow his wishes?But what was wrong? Isn't it his duty as a