Ishana:
*(I'm such a dumbass. How could I do that?!
Okay... it's fine, as long as I act like nothing happened...
He doesn't know that I remember!!
So, the best way to avoid the shame of what I did last night is to forget it—truly forget it...
But I really did that. I can't believe myself.
Well... I touched his chest with my hands...
It was... quite good, I must say!!
Hmm... and I was right—he's got a perfect figure...
But what a regret—I didn't get to unbutton all his buttons...
Didn't even get to see his bare body...
What bad luck!!
Shut it, Ishana, you're already regretting doing that...)
No, I'm not!! I would've regretted it more if I hadn't done it...
I won't get to touch or see a body like that again in my whole life.
No, no, Ishana—you'll get a proper chance to touch it on your first night... so relax.
Huhhh... first night?!
No way. I'm gonna run away...
What?! Why??
You like him, and you know that… then why?!
I just... don't want to get married.
Why?
Hmm... assume I wanna go out for fun with my friends—don't you think I'll have to take permission all the time?
Is that it?
No... there's more. But I can't explain it...)
[Door opens—Abhi walks in, holding a bag]
Abhi:
Hey, wife. I brought pizza for us.
Ishana (startled, quickly composing herself):
Huhh! Yes… let's eat.
Abhi (placing the food down):
Okay, you remember we're going to meet my friends tonight, right?
Ishana (blinking):
What!!
Abhi (raising an eyebrow):
You forgot?! I told you about this the before yesterday…
Ishana (quickly covering up):
Uhm... no, I didn't forget. I remember!!
Abhi (smiling):
Good. I was thinking—you can ask your friends to come too.
That way, we all meet together… and you don't have to take another day to meet your friends.
Ishana:
Okay, I'll call them.
Abhi:
I mean… if they want to join.
[Ishana pulls out her phone, dials a conference call, and puts it on speaker]
Ishana :
Guys, I'm getting married... Do you wanna meet my fiancé??
Friend 1 (shocked):
Wait—what?! Since when do you have a fiancé?!