Mrs. Pratyusha Beniwal, Zoya's mother was enjoying a sunny afternoon at the pool side of her mansion. Under the wide umbrella, accompanied by a cup of hot tea and snacks, she seemed to be flipping through a fashion magazine. Her two assistants were ready to help her for any need, sitting beside her. In today's world, even though the world has become more sophisticated, Mrs. Beniwal still faithfully subscribed to fashion magazines to find out about world fashion trends. Every now and then she gives input to her husband to produce textile motifs that will become a world trend, and so does the current jewelry. Pratyusha Beniwal really likes to see the designs of world class designers, but she herself is not very interested in using designs of famous designer. But even so, her daily appearance is simple, it still looks elegant and classy. While having fun flipping through the magazine, she heard the sound of her husband's car coming in. She glanced at her watch . It's 4.30 pm, surprisi
The sun was warmer that morning. It's still at nine. Praveen looked busy serving customers who come and go. There were those who order a lot to take home, but there were also those who eat on the spot while standing.Lately he was getting more and more overwhelmed serving people who want to eat idli or Vada. Maybe this was a viral effect on social media so that many were interested in trying Idli or just seeing how he looks. Average they were quite satisfied to come and buy the idli.“You shouldn't be selling on the side of the road like this anymore. There should be a tent and some benches so that those who eat on the spot feel comfortable,” said a man in his thirties who stopped by and ate while standing.“I was not provided with umbrellas and chairs by my boss,” Praveen replied as he continued to pack Idli and chutney for other buyers. His hands were getting more skilled and nimble."So you didn't make this Idli and Vada?""No! I'm just selling it.""Why don't you ask her for a be
“Please come to my house! If you don't! I never want to see you again!” Janvi says half threateningly as she took her order and handed over 200 rupees. "If I have time I'll be there!" Praveen replied. He received the money from Janvi, and took the change. "Just take the change!" "Sorry, I can't accepted it! Here is your change!” Praveen said handing 60 rupees. Janvi didn't want to accept it and just walked away saying, "It's for you, just take it! Okay, see you, I'll be waiting for you!” she left. Praveen just stared at Janvi's back. The girl continued to walk away. Praveen could only shook his head. He knew that the girl liked him. But Praveen doesn't feel anything. Just because he is Uncle Anand's daughter, Praveen respected her. He glanced at his goods. Just a little more, maybe before eleven o'clock it would all be over and he could go home. Later when he is at home he will rest for a while and after that he will find out how to become a photo model via the internet. Ah,
"Are you home already? Are all your goods sold out?” asked Aunt Raju seeing Praveen come home with a radiant face. "Yes, Auntie! It's all sold out!" "Wow, you're great! Apparently it's a blessing too, isn't it? your viral news? You've been getting home early lately." "Yes, Auntie! My idli is getting more and more in demand." "Then tomorrow you can take more idli. The more you carry and run out, the more you can earn. Now you help me to grind rice," said the old woman ordering Praveen. "Yes, sure, Auntie, but only until four o'clock, because at five I'll be out for a while for something and tomorrow I will ask permission not to sell," Praveen informed. Aunt Raju frowned and looked at him intently. "What for?" “Family matters, Auntie.!” Praveen replied looking for an excuse. "Do you have family here? You said you had no one?" “Hm, I have a business with Uncle Anand. He needs my help. Can I get off tomorrow? I've been working for more than two weeks, I'll just take one day." “
"Where are we going?" Zoya asked when they were at the side of the main road. It was a very busy afternoon. People came home from work and of course the streets looked crowded and bustling, typical of Indian streets."We'll just take a taxi from here," said Praveen trying to look for a taxi.“Take a taxi? Where are we going?" Zoya asked in surprised."We're looking for a restaurant in Zion.""Why don't we go to the nearer one? Isn't there a place to eat here?""No! I want it in Zion. It's not far, isn't it?""If it's not far, we can just walk!" Zoya said. Praveen glared at her.“I don't want to trouble you, Miss Ashita! I'm sure if we go by walk, you'll be sweating. The weather is still a bit hot this afternoon,” replied Praveen.A taxi passed in front of them and honked."You guys need a taxi?" asked the driver, sticking his head closer to the window."Can you take us to Zion?" asked Praveen."Sure! 110 rupees!”“100 rupees! It's not far from here!” Praveen bargained."Come on up!" s
Hearing Zoya said so Praveen's face turned serious. "Hell No! I'm not that kind of man. Honestly, if I wanted to, I might have been surrounded by women a long time ago. It's easy for me to conquer women and take advantage from them. What's so great about deceiving women and profiting from them? I don't really like playing around with girls." "Oh yeah?" "Do I look like I'm babbling?" "Yeah, you're teasing me now! Isn't it?" Praveen laughed. “Sounds like that huh? Well, don't take it to heart then!" "I want to ask you, why do you treat me? We've just known each other?" "Then who else do I want to treat? You are the only one I know in Dharavi. The one I want to approach." "Approach?" “Oops, sorry! I'm babbling again… I don't know why. I think it's fun to know you. Moreover, your face resembles someone. Back when we just met, I misunderstood you right? You look like the girl in the car that I broke it's rearview mirror. But never mind, it doesn't matter anymore. I just want to
They were already at Cinema, which was still in Zion. Praveen and Zoya just walked there and they spent fifteen minutes to reach there. The cinema building which consists of several floors was on the right side of Sion Circle Road. The building looked majestic, really much different from the cinema that Praveen frequented in Chandrapur. The Cinema which was his second home was owned by a local businessman, not like this one. He knows the employees and guards well so he was free to go in and out. "Wow, it must be fun watching in a comfortable atmosphere like this," said Praveen amazed when he was in the cinema lobby, not far from the ticket counter. The lights were sparkling. On the walls were neatly arranged movie posters. The air also felt cool. There was a counter selling food and soft drinks too. "Isn't all cinema like this?" Zoya asked in surprised. “This one is luxurious. The cinema I frequent in Chandrapur is quite modest,” "What's the cinema like in your village?" “There
Praveen went that morning in his best appearance. It was only 6 o'clock. He purposely left 3 hours earlier to avoid being late. However, he must show seriousness with the schedule set by Mr. Manoj. He really didn't want to be late at the Prouction House. Better to wait there than come late. He left almost at the same time as the other Idli sellers, and it made them wonder, why wasn't Praveen selling and leaving so well-dressed? Where was he really going? But no one dared to ask directly. Only he was let go by Aunt Raju with a sour face. But Praveen didn't care. He set off with a steady stride. When he arrived at his destination, it was still quiet. The office wasn't open yet, and no one had come yet. Unlike the other day when he auditioned, the office was bustling with people, especially the audition participants. He waited outside the fence. He waited a long time, almost half an hour. He could only enter after the gate was opened by security. "Who do you have an appointment with?
“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