Ishana: (We reached the door after a while...)
Oh no! I forgot to ask Abhi for the key!
Khushi: You've got his suit, right? It must be in there. Check it.
Ishana: (Is it right for me to go through his suit pockets? It's not mine... how could I go through his stuff?)
Khushi: What are you thinking about? Just check it!
Ishana: Uhh, let it be. I'll just go to your room until he comes back.
Khushi: My room? No! I don't think that's a good idea.
Ishana: Uhh... sorry, sorry! I forgot. I'll just wait here for him.
Khushi: Just check his pocket. He's all yours now—you don't have to think twice about touching his things.
Ishana: Okay… I'll try.
(I started checking his suit. I went through all the pockets but didn't find it. It must be in the inner pocket. I slipped my hand inside—and there it was.)
I found it!
Khushi: Okay then, go in.
Ishana: Hmm.
*(I opened the door of my room, stepped in, and slid the key card into the slot. The lights turned on. Wait... the floor feels weird. I looked down—and I was standing on rose petals, surrounded by small candle lamps.
A trail of roses led to the bed, with small heart shapes made from petals along the path.
The decoration was… breathtaking. Bro really did a good job setting this up. Not bad, bro.
Huh... what a waste. I can't even use it.)
(I walked forward. I saw the bed—completely covered with white and red rose petals. Red petals shaped into small hearts, with white ones covering the rest of the bed. Wow. I can't even imagine what it would feel like to lie on it...)
Huh, still stuck on the part where I don't want to marry.
Stop it, Ishana. Stop imagining things. This isn't a drama or movie.
Just come back to reality. Don't even think about doing anything that could hurt someone's feelings.
Hmm... let's go to the bathroom and change out of this outfit.
(I went into the washroom.)
Wahhh!!! Even the bathroom is decorated—with small candles and rose petals. Is this a movie or what?
Actually... I'd say the bathroom is even more romantic than the bedroom.
Dim lights… and roses...
Ugh, are you crazy?? Focus, Ishana. Don't get distracted!
(I placed Abhi's suit beside the sink and thought for a second.)
I think I should take a shower.
(So I went ahead.
After the shower)
Where the heck is the towel?
(I spotted a cupboard in the bathroom. It must be in there.
I opened it—and yes, there's the towel! But wait… there's something else too.
A red lingerie set.)
Wowww... This looks so good. And hot.
Damn, the color is bright.
Ugh, I want to try this on… I don't have anything else to wear after the shower anyway. So this should be fine.
(I put it on. It reaches a little above my knees. There's a netted upper layer—transparent and flowy, also around knee length. Everything feels fine except… why is it showing my cleavage?! That's so uncomfortable.
Maybe if I keep my hair open, it won't feel so awkward.)
Just one thing is missing… a matte red lipstick. Let's see.
(I stepped out into the room and found the same lipstick on the dressing table.)
Wow… Bro even knew this?
Guess he really went all out to match my taste.
(I went back into the washroom to put it on.)
[Phone rings!!!]
(It's not mine…
I heard the sound—it's coming from Abhi's phone. I grabbed it from the pocket of his suit.)
Oh, it's his dad. Why is he calling so late? Is everything okay?
(I picked up the call.)
Ishana: H—
Abhi's Dad: Huhhh, son! Look—don't start in a rush. Just control yourself and take things slow.
Start from the head… or from the bottom—but don't rush. Just take your time.
That's all I wanted to say. Now I'm hanging up. Make sure not to pressure her—let her adjust.
Have a memorable night, son.
Okay, bye!
Ishana: (Before I could even say that Abhi wasn't here and I had his phone… Uncle started saying all these weird things that made zero sense at first.
But when he said "night"... it all clicked.
He was giving his son first night tips… ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Anyway… he doesn't know I picked up the call, so it's fine.
Still… "Start from the head or toe"? Seriously??
Whatever. Let's just go.)
(I took Abhi's phone and walked toward the bed…
And then I saw Abhi coming in.
Time to have some fun…)
Abhi: *(As I walked in, the lights were already on. The floor was covered with rose petals.
Let me change first. I moved toward the bed, but I didn't see Ishana in the room. She must be in the washroom.
I unbuttoned my waistcoat and placed it on the bed, removed the tie, and started unbuttoning my shirt…
That's when I saw her.)
. . .
. . .
WTF!!!!!!!!!!!
She's wearing a red sleeveless short dress—with red lipstick. Her hair's open.
She's walking closer to the bed—and I cannot take my eyes off her.
I'm staring at her like there's no tomorrow…
She looks like a doll. And she's showing so much skin…
Ahhh… It was already hard to control myself—but this???
My thoughts are racing as I stare at her from head to toe…
The only thing I can see is her.
I just want to rip that dress apart!!!!!
Control, Abhi. Control...