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Tumhe Jo Maine Dekha…. Tumhe Jo Maine Jana… (Rikara ff) Part 7

Hiii friends… Kiya here.. How r u all?? I am fine & Thanks for ur love & support…
Sorry for grammatically mistakes…
Now let’s start the ff..

Part 7

Annika instructs Gauri about the work…
Annika: ” Really impressive.. U r really very good Gauri..”
Gauri: ” Thanks Mam…”
Annika: ” No mam.. Its sounds odd.. U can call me Annika..”
Gauri: ” But???”
Annika: ” OK then call me Annika Di…”
Gauri: ” OK.. Annika Di..”
Annika: ” OK then meet u tomorrow..”
Gauri nodes & leaves..
Shivaye comes..
Shivaye: ” So?? Gauri??”
Annika: ” Yes.. Very nice girl and sweet.. I hope honest & hardworking too…”
Shivaye: ” That’s nice.. But u look tired.. So much work in one day..”
He says naughtily and comes closer to her..

Gauri comes to hall..
Gauri: ” Oh Terri.. I forgot my phone Annika di’s room..”
Gauri goes back..

Annika: ” Anyone can see us Shivaye.. This is not right time to be romantic.. Plz..”
Shivaye: ” Is this a crime to be romantic with own wife?? Let them see..”
He holds Annika more closer and going to kiss her..

Gauri & Om came from different sides in Shivika room and collide..
Gauri: ” Ouch..”
Om: ” Oho.. Can’t u see??”
They see Shivika and feel awkward.. Shivika also embarrass and Annika pushes Shivaye.. Shivaye falls on floor..
Annika: ” Gauri.. What happened??”
Gauri: ” Actually.. I .. I.. I forgot my phone..”
Annika: ” Oh.. Take it..”
Gauri goes and picks her phone from table.. Om goes and helps Shivaye to get up…
Om: ” Be careful otherwise one day u forgot u in someplace..”
Gauri: ” Bad joke..”
They give each other a fake smile and She leaves..
Shivaye: ” I just slip..”
Om: ” Its OK..”
Annika: ” What happened Om???”
Om: ” Yes Om is calling u for dinner..”
Annika: ” Oh.. Yes.. Its too late.. Come Shivaye..”
She gives a smile naughtily to Shivaye.. Shivaye gives her a deadly look.. Annika leaves..
Om: ” Next time kindly close the door…”
Shivaye: ” Om??”
Om laughs… They leaves..

Gauri comes to her home…
She gets a call..
Gauri: ” Hello.. Ya Omkara.. Tell..”
Jiya: ” Omkara????”
Gauri: ” Omkara??? Did I say Omkara??? Oh sorry sorry I mean Jiya..”
Jiya: ” Not bad ha.. One day meeting & his name is not going from ur mind???”
Gauri: ” Shut up.. This is not like that.. By the way its not one day.. Its two day..”
Jiya: ” What??”
Gauri: ” Yaa.. Today Ranveer bhaiya call me & Give me a job in Oberoi mansion…”
Jiya: ” Wow.. Congratulations yaar.. Wait.. Oberoi mansion???”
Gauri: ” Yaa.. U r thinking right.. Ranveer bhaiya is Omkara’s sister’s husband.. I got job under their badi bhabi.. Understand???”
Jiya: ” No.. Its complicated yaar.. But the point is u got jod in Omkara’s house..”
Jiya starts teasing Gauri…
Gauri: ” If u called me to say this then I am going to disconnect the call..”
Jiya: ” Sorry yaar.. Stop.. I called u bcz asusal u forgot that tomorrow is my birth day so come on time.. I throw a party..”
Gauri: ” Oh shit.. I am sorry.. Sorry.. Sorry.. I remember but I forgot..”
Jiya: ” Its OK.. Come on time.. Don’t be late..”
Gauri: ” OK.. Bye.. Good night..”
Jiya: ” Good night..”
They disconnect the call..
Gauri goes to sleep..

Om was going to sleep.. His phone rings..
Om: ” Hello..”
Parth: ” Hey buddy..”
Om: ” yes.. Parth.. Say..”
Parth: ” Om.. U remember Jiya???”
Om: ” Yaa.. Gauri’s friend right?? We met yesterday..”
Parth: ” Oh my God… Not bad.. Gauri’s friend???”
Om: ” Its nothing like that OK???”
Parth: ” OK.. OK.. Don’t get angry.. Actually Jiya invites me & u to her birthday party…”
Om: ” Oh.. When??”
Parth: ” Tomorrow evening..”
Om: ” But Parth..”
Parth: ” I know u have work.. But u have to come.. I already promised her yaar.. We r going thats final.. Bye good night…”
He cuts the call..
Om: ” Oh god this boy na…”
Om goes to sleep..

Precap: Gauri slips in party & Om runs and holds her..

That’s all friends.. Keep reading & supporting.. Don’t forgot to leave ur comments.. Have a good day…

kiya

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