Chapter16

Shravan pulled his hair in frustration.
Mithran joined him a few minutes back failing at locating Drishti.
Its obvious he would fail as he hadn't even seen Drishti yet.
Shravan heard Mithran's phone ringing and heard him talking to Abhay
"Shravan. Abhay is asking us to go to his house. Uncle has a friend in the police department and he said he would ask for an unofficial search." Mithran said and Shravan nodded as he doesn't have any other options.
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Abhay Dev was sitting with his parents and wife.
"Shravan got married??" His father asked
"Yeah. He said he will tell the details when we see" Abhay said
"And what is this missing?? How did that even happen??" His mother asked
"I don't know maa. Mithran said Shravan got married agaisnt his wishes and he hadn't really been spending time with his wife too. Who knows what actually happened. Isha was saying she trapped him for money. Isha heard her talking to someone on phone" Abhay said
They heard the calling bell ringing and opened the door to see Mithran and a very worried Shravan at their door step.
"Come in you two" Abhay lead them to the living room
"What happened Shravan?? Tell us in detail" Abhay's mother asked
Shravan gave a brief explanation of how he shouted at her last night and how she was missing today.
"I don't know what to do" Shravan said running his fingers through his hair in frustration
"We will find her. Tell us some details about her"
Shravan was about to speak when they heard the high pitched squeal from upstairs followed by hurried footsteps.
Shravan looked up to see Drishti running downstairs with Abhay's brother hot on her heels.
"Stop right there D" Siddhu warned
"Try me" she retorted
Shravan was still staring
"Don't mind them. It happens here on a daily basis." Abhay said
Shravan felt the rage blinding him
He had been running around the city in search of her and here she is enjoying
The nerve
He stood up from the couch and stalked towards her angrily leaving the others bewildered
Drishti stopped on her tracks seeing Shravan in front of her and her smile vanished seeing the angry look he was giving her
Now what did she do to make him angry..she wondered??
Shravan held her elbows pulling her closer and shook her hard
"What the hell do you think you were doing??" He yelled at her
He doesn't always let anger rule him ,but she manages to bring out the worst in him.
How does she even do that??
"What are you talking about??" Drishti asked with
a frown
"Shravan bhai?? What are you doing?? Leave her" Siddhu said trying to get her out of his hold
Shravan glared at Siddharth
"You stay out of this. This is between me and my wife" he snapped and the people around gasped
"Drishti is your wife??" Abhay asked
"Drishti got married??" Abhay's mom asked
"D! Why didn't you tell me you are married to Shravan bhai." Siddhu asked
"You knew she got married??" Mrs Agnihotri asked Siddhu who smiled at her sheepishly
"She told me to keep it a secret" Siddhu blamed it on Drishti who inturn pointed at Shravan
"He asked me to keep it a secret" Drishti said and Shravan looked at her in disbelief.
"When did I ask you to keep our marriage a secret??"
"Haww! That's the first thing you told me as soon as we entered your penthouse that day"
"Damn it!! I said not to advertise the circumstances of our marriage. Not to hide the fact that you are married" Shravan said
"Well!! You should have made it clear" Drishti shrugged
"Why didn't you inform me you will be late. Do you know how worried I was. I have been searching for you all around Bangalore" Shravan gritted his teeth coming back to the major topic
"Serves you right" Drishti muttered under her breath ,but unfortunately for her Shravan heard it
He held her wrist tightly and pulled her towards him ,glaring at her
"What did you say??"
"Stop manhandling her ,will you" Siddhu snapped at Shravan pushing him slightly away from Drishti
"And who do you think-" Shravan was cut off by Abhay
"Enough you two. Stop it. And tell us how did this happen. And Drishti ,even if he did ask you not to tell us ,you should have informed us" Abhay chided her and Drishti pouted
"Stop pouting and explain"
"She didn't want you to feel guilty. That's why she hid it from you. Stop scolding her for that" Siddhu came for the support as always.
That's what best friends are for. They might fight like cats and dogs. But if someone else pointed a finger at one ,the you will have to face them both
"Me?? Why would I feel guilty if she gets
married??" Abhay asked bewildered
"Because she got trapped helping you get your bride"
"You married Kiara??" Shravan asked Abhay
"How do you know me??" A confused Kiara asked
"Tej Maheswari?? You know him??" Shravan asked
"Yes" Kiara nodded remembering the old man who sponsered their orphanage
"You know?? That's Shravan's grandpa" Abhay said
"Oh. Then why did you have to kidnap me. You could have asked Shravan to deal with it right??"
"What does Shravan has got to do with the community wedding??" Abhay asked
"Tej Maheswari conducted the weddings" Kiara said
"Oh" Abhay nodded ,the picture getting clear in his mind.
Then Siddhu proceeded to give his version of the way the wedding happened.
"You shouldn't have left Drishti there Siddu." Mr Agnihotri scolded his son
"Well Drishti Madam here didn't want a knight as she wasn't a damsel in distress" Siddu said earning a kick from Drishti
"And Drishti ,you should have informed Shravan about staying here tonight. That was very irresponsible of you" Mrs Agnihotri said
"I left him a note" Drishto defended herself
"You didn't" Shravan accused her
"Remember the love letter you left for me this morning??" Drishti asked with the fakest smile possible
"Love letter??" Mithran asked amused
"Shut up" Shravan glared at Mithran
"I had written the message for you on the other side of that note" Drishti said and Shravan remembered crumbling the paper and throwing it in the trash can
"Oh" was all he could say
"Kids these days. Marriage has become a joke for them now" Mrs Agnihotri shook her head ,still miffed with the fact that she missed her own son's wedding
The two couple looked at each other and hung their head low