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Story: His Kidnapped Bride

Jagdish has always treated Mohan as his father. So as soon as he sees Mohan in front, he starts running toward him to touch his feet. But Mayil climbs on his back and shouts loudly.

"Gotcha. You are out."

"Hey, this is cheating... I am on time out."

"No, you didn't say it earlier... You are out."

They both start fighting like kids and forget everyone. Mayil is still a small kid for Jagdish. He quickly feeds her milk, and she touches her grandfather's feet and leaves because she is not fond of him. He is a very irritating person to her; Sweta chases her and says,.

"Mahi, at least sit with him for a while."

"Mom, I have to go to the market to get the dress for tomorrow. I have a program with all my friends, and you know very well that he does not like me to be around him, and I also don't want him to be around me. If we both do not like each other, then it wouldbe better if we did not force each other forcibly. Bye, mom, and I will come back very soon."

Shweta knows that both of them do not like each other at all, and the reason for this is also very clear in front of her. But she always wants her daughter to get the love of her father, and her father wants her to get the company of her only granddaughter.

IN THE MALL

Mayil selects some dresses and starts checking them, and then after checking two of them, she checks them by going to the dressing room.

She clicks a few selfies and again changes the dress and again clicks selfies, then sits quietly on the sofa there and starts checking herself to see which dress she looks better in. Then, when she is sure that this dress looks better on her, she immediately selects that dress.

After selecting her dress, she gets fully engaged with her friends in selecting their dress. She is so busy that she has no idea that suddenly someone has changed her packet.

All the girls are very happy after their shopping. After going to a cafe nearby, they drink coffee and start discussing their shopping. Only then does one of their friends show her clothes and start telling her.

"The color of my and your dresses is exactly the same, isn't it? ..."

Mayil watches her dress very well, as she is not used to wearing common clothes at all. She always has a habit of wearing some trendy clothes, so if she doesn't like to match clothes with her friend, then she immediately tells her friend.

"No, mine is lighter than yours and very different."

"No, it's the same color."

"I am telling you the colors are the same.

"No, look, check it yourself."

She extends her packet to her friend so that she can check the dresses because she doesn't like to drag these frivolous things too much. Her friend immediately takes the packet and takes out the box of clothes from it.

All the friends also want to see how much their dresses match, and Mayil is not interested in this thing at all. That's why she puts all her attention into her coffee. But the reason for that is not this dress, but today she is suddenly feeling as if someone is watching her again, like earlier.

She starts running her eyes all around, but she doesn't see anyone there. She turns her eyes and looks at her friends, who are looking at her face. Seeing their faces like this, she looks at her dress, which stuns her.

There is no dress in the box, but only pieces of paper. She immediately pulls the box towards her and starts seeing it well, but there is nothing in the box except the rags of paper.

"Where the hell is my dress gone?"

Her friends are also very surprised by this because she bought the dress in front of them, but that dress is no longer in that box.

"What is happening here? I think that sales girl has done something... I should go and meet her again."

They immediately turn around and go to that shop, and Mayil, getting angry, shows the box to that salesgirl and tells her.

"What the hell is it?"

"Mam, I don't understand what you are saying."

"I just bought a dress a while back. You replaced that dress with these pieces of paper, hiding it from my eyes. I'll get you fired from your job."

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