At Aanya's house, Aanya and Kunal were practicing their dance.
The choreographer watched them carefully.
As the music ended, everyone around them started clapping, including the choreographer.
Kunal smiled proudly.
Aanya simply stood there quietly.
"Well done," the choreographer said. "You both did very well."
Kunal grinned.
"I did better than I thought."
"Yes, you did," the choreographer agreed.
Kunal smiled even wider.
"But one thing is still missing."
Kunal looked confused.
"What is it?"
The choreographer pointed at both of them.
"Chemistry."
Kunal glanced at Aanya.
Aanya lowered her eyes.
"This is a couple's dance," the choreographer continued. "And you two are getting married. The steps are fine, but the chemistry isn't there yet."
Everyone became quiet.
After a pause, the choreographer smiled.
"Anyway, we still have a little time. You can work on that."
"Sure," Kunal replied confidently.
Then he looked at Aanya.
"What do you say, Aanya?"
Aanya simply gave a small smile and didn't answer.
Meanwhile, at the Mehra house, Devika and Prerna were sitting together.
Prerna suddenly said,
"Mom, tomorrow is Aanya's sangeet."
Devika looked at her.
Prerna continued,
"Whatever we want to do, we only have three days left. After that, there will be no use."
Devika sighed.
I know, Prerna. We don't have much time.
Do you think Bhai even remembers that tomorrow is Aanya's sangeet?
Devika didn't answer immediately.
She seemed lost in thought.
After a moment, Prerna spoke again.
"Mom, why don't we just call Aanya and ask her directly? Bhai isn't admitting anything."
Devika shook her head.
No, Prerna. I don't think that will work."
Prerna listened carefully.
"If we want answers, we need to talk to her face-to-face."
That way, we'll know whether she's telling the truth or not.
Prerna nodded.
Devika continued,
"Even if she tries to lie, we'll be able to tell from her expressions. Just like we can tell when Aryan is hiding something."
"You're right, Mom."
"Tomorrow we'll ask her directly."
Devika nodded.
Yes.
Then a thoughtful look crossed her face.
"But before that, we need to do something else."
Prerna frowned.
"What?"
Devika simply smiled and told her the plan.
Later that night, Aryan returned home.
As soon as he entered the house, Devika and Prerna saw him.
They exchanged quick glances, clearly planning something.
Devika smiled and said,
"Aryan, you came early today."
Aryan nodded.
Yes, Mom. There was no work.
Meanwhile, Prerna stepped forward holding two dresses.
"Mom, first please tell me which dress is good?"
Devika looked at them and said,
I don't know, Prerna. Ask your brother.
Prerna turned to Aryan.
"Bhai, please tell me which one is good."
Aryan looked at both dresses.
Both will suit you.
Prerna frowned.
"Bhai, please. I can't wear both at once. Just tell me one—this one or this one?"
She showed him again.
Aryan hesitated.
Prerna, I really don't know about these things.
Prerna said childishly,
"Bhai, please. I don't have much time. I have to wear one of them tomorrow. Please tell me. Please… please… please."
Aryan sighed.
Okay, okay.
He looked again and pointed at one dress.
"This one."
Prerna's face lit up.
"Really? This one? Thank you so much, Bhai!"
Aryan smiled faintly.
"By the way… what's so special tomorrow?
Meeting Aahil?"
Devika immediately spoke.
"Aryan, have you forgotten?"
Aryan looked at her.
Devika continued,
"Tomorrow is Aanya's sangeet."
Aryan froze for a moment.
His expression changed as memories surfaced, and he fell silent.
At that moment, Nandini entered.
"What is happening here?"
Devika quickly replied,
"Nothing, sister-in-law. Tomorrow is Aanya's sangeet, so Prerna is choosing a dress."
Nandini rolled her eyes.
"What's so big about that? Just wear anything. She is not even our relative."
Devika's expression turned serious.
"Sister-in-law, what are you saying? Aanya is like a family member to us."
Nandini turned her face away.
Devika continued,
"She lived with us. Even though it was not for long, she became close to everyone."
Aryan listened silently.
"So how can you say like that? Am I right, Aryan?" Devika asked.
Everyone looked at him.
Aryan suddenly didn't know what to say.
Devika continued, "Aanya is close to us, right?"
Nandini looked on.
Aryan hesitated, then said, "Yeah… she is."
Then quickly added, "Mom, I will go and freshen up ."
He walked away before anyone could say anything else.
Prerna and Devika exchanged looks.
Nandini looked irritated and went back to her room.
Around 11 PM, in his room, Aryan checked his phone call history and saw Aanya's number.
He leaned back on his chair, lost in thought. Unexpectedly, his finger pressed on the number, and the call went through.
Meanwhile, Aanya saw her phone ringing at that time. When she checked, it was Aryan calling.
She frowned slightly. "Why is he calling me now?"
She picked up.
"Hello?" Aryan didn't respond at first.
Again, she said, "Hello, Mr. Aryan?"
Then Aryan suddenly realized he had called her by mistake. He placed a hand on his forehead.
Meanwhile, Aanya waited. "Hello?"
Aryan finally spoke.
"Hello."
After a pause, she asked, "Why did you call me now?"
Aryan replied, "Actually… I called you by mistake."
Aanya immediately said, "Seriously? If it was a mistake, then why didn't you cut the call?"
Aryan hesitated. "I thought you would cut it."
Aanya didn't respond.
After a pause, Aryan asked, "How are you?"
Her voice turned emotional. "Even after knowing everything, why are you asking me this, Mr. Aryan?"
Aryan went silent.
"Is it to show sympathy?" she asked.
Aryan didn't answer.
After a moment, he said quietly, "I'm sorry… for being rude to you that day."
Aanya took a shaky breath.
"Mr. Aryan… sorry is for someone who makes a mistake unintentionally. But that day, you were rude on purpose, right? So why this sorry now?"
Aryan looked down.
"I found out that Mom and Prerna told you everything that day."
Aanya gave a small sarcastic laugh. "Oh, so aunty told you to say sorry to me?"
"No, not like that, Aanya. I want to say sorry for what I did."
Aanya held back her tears.
"Anyway… making mistakes on purpose and then saying sorry later… that's your habit, right?"
Aryan stayed silent.
After a pause, he asked, "Tomorrow is your sangeet, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Aryan. Tomorrow is my sangeet."
Silence again.
Aanya's heart started beating faster. Maybe he wants to say something…
"Is there something you want to tell me?" she asked softly.
Aryan's heartbeat also rose.
"Well… I guess… congratulations."
Her expression dropped instantly.
"Yeah. Thank you, Mr. Aryan."
Then she added coldly, "I hope you remember I told you not to come."
"I remember," Aryan replied.
"Good," she said. "I don't want to waste my time talking to you."
She cut the call and whispered to herself, "Why did I even pick up…"
Meanwhile, Aryan stared at his phone.
"There are so many things I want to tell you, Aanya… but I can't," he whispered.
The next day, Aryan was about to leave for the office when Devika stopped him.
"Aryan, don't forget to come home early this evening. You know we need to go, right?"
"Okay, Mom," Aryan replied and left.
As soon as he was gone, Prerna looked at Devika.
"Mom, Bhai looks completely normal. It's like he doesn't care about Aanya's sangeet at all."
Devika sighed.
"We'll find out after we go there."
Meanwhile, at the resort...
Aanya and Kunal were walking around the venue while workers continued making the final preparations.
Kunal pointed toward the decorations.
"Aanya, what do you think about the decorations?"
Aanya hadn't even been paying attention.
"Yeah... they're nice," she replied absentmindedly.
Kunal smiled.
"Well, finally... day after tomorrow we're getting married."
Aanya forced a small smile.
As they continued walking, Kunal slowly tried to place his hand on her shoulder.
The moment Aanya noticed, she immediately stepped aside.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Dadi called me earlier. I need to go."
Kunal paused before nodding.
"Yeah, sure."
Aanya quickly walked away.
Kunal watched her leave before looking down at his phone.
A few moments later, two men approached him.
"Hey, Kunal! What are you doing here, bro?"
Kunal looked up.
The three exchanged handshakes.
"You know, we've been searching for you everywhere," said Yash.
Kunal laughed.
"I'm not lost."
All three laughed.
Then one of the friend Dhruv grinned.
"By the way, dude... I saw your fiancée.
She's really hot."
Kunal smirked.
"Yeah, I know."
Then Dhruv suddenly asked,
"Bro, how are you going to manage Elena?"
Kunal's expression changed slightly before he laughed.
"Who's going to tell her about any of this?"
His friends looked at him.
"I didn't tell any of our friends about this marriage. And I purposely booked the resort here instead of Pune so none of them would find out."
His friends exchanged amused looks.
"You're something else, brother."
Kunal laughed proudly.
Then Yash asked,
"But what about after the wedding? I mean, your wife will be living with you, right? How are you going to manage then?"
Kunal shook his head.
"Not at all."
His friends looked confused.
"She'll stay in India until she finishes her graduation. During that time, I can enjoy my life with Elena."
He smiled casually.
"Later, I'll break up with Elena and stay with Aanya. Simple."
His friends stared at him.
Dhruv frowned.
"Then why don't you just marry Elena instead of Aanya?"
Kunal laughed.
"You know what? Elena isn't perfect wife material."
His friends listened carefully.
"If I marry Elena, I won't have any freedom. She'll keep an eye on everything I do."
A smug smile appeared on his face.
"But Aanya... she's different."
What do you mean?
Kunal chuckled.
"Aanya is innocent. Very innocent."
His smile widened.
"Even after marriage, I can enjoy myself with other girls, and she'll never figure it out."
His friends exchanged glances.
Kunal laughed confidently.
And even if she gets upset about something, it's not a big deal.
He continued,
"A simple sorry and a few sweet words are enough to convince her. After that, she'll forget everything."
After a pause, Kunal looked at his friends seriously.
"And one last thing... don't post any pictures of us on social media by mistake and ruin my plan, okay?"
His friends laughed.
Relax, dude. We won't spoil your plan.
Kunal nodded with a satisfied smile.
The evening arrived, and the sangeet ceremony was about to begin.
Meanwhile, Aanya was getting ready, and her friends were helping her.
Tara looked at her and noticed how serious she looked.
Aanya, what happened? she asked.
Aanya suddenly looked at her.
"Is something wrong?" Tara continued.
Aanya shook her head.
"No, nothing."
Then why are you looking so serious? Tara asked. "I mean, today is your sangeet, right? At least keep a smile on your face. Otherwise, what will everyone think?"
Aanya immediately forced a smile.
"Like this?"
Nisha and Meera burst out laughing.
Tara sighed dramatically.
"Well... is Aryan coming?"
The smile on Aanya's face disappeared.
No. He's not.
Nisha looked surprised.
"How do you know?"
Because I told him not to come.
Meera frowned.
"But why would you tell him that?"
Aanya looked away.
"Because I don't want to see that person's face."
Silence filled the room for a moment.
Then Aanya looked at her friends and said,
"By the way, why are you all suddenly so interested in Mr. Aryan?
The three looked at her.
Aanya continued,
Weren't you the ones who told me to forget him?
Her voice softened.
"And now all of you keep bringing him up and making me remember him again."
Tara, Meera, and Nisha exchanged glances.
Meanwhile, at Aryan's house, Devika and Prerna got ready and came to the living room.
"Are you ready, Prerna?" Devika asked.
"Yes, Mom."
After a pause, Prerna asked,
"Mom, did Aunt get ready?"
Devika nodded.
Just then, Nandini came downstairs.
Devika looked at her and smiled.
"Sister-in-law, you're ready, right?"
"Yeah," Nandini replied without much interest.
Prerna smiled excitedly.
Mom, I'm so happy that I'm going to see Aanya. Even though it hasn't been that long, I really missed her.
Nandini immediately turned her face away.
Devika laughed softly.
Even I'm excited to see her.
Nandini sighed.
"Instead of getting excited, do either of you know when Aryan is coming home?"
Devika suddenly froze.
Oh no! I completely forgot to call him.
She quickly took out her phone.
Wait, let me call him.
She dialed Aryan's number.
Meanwhile, at the office...
Aryan saw his mother's name flashing on his phone.
His expression changed.
I can't go to the sangeet... What should I do?
After a moment, he answered the call.
"Hello, Mom."
Aryan, we're all ready. Did you leave from there? Devika asked.
Aryan hesitated before replying,
"Actually, Mom... some work came up suddenly, so I won't be able to come."
Devika was shocked.
What? You won't be able to come?
Prerna and Nandini immediately looked at her after hearing that.
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End Of Chapter 79.