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"Everything is your design?" Strolling around Kia's gallery Nishant asks.

"Mm-hmm" Kia has been standing behind him only, with his question she nods her head with smile.

"Cool-"

"Better if you like any of these! I hope you don't want this pretty lady to work hard more."

Nishant looks and smirks at her. "Pretty lady with pretty works! But, for this handsome unique man, why not some unique work?"

"Ohho mister" Kia straight glares at him too, "The way you glare at me and giving attention, shower of them to my works too."

"Okay okay- what you say-Cool!" Nishant's glare intensifies. And then Kia had to lowers her eyes. "I am not a spoilt brat! I am very good with good reputations."

Hearing his silly words now Kia bursts in laughter. Truly yes, she thinks. He is not the boy actually who can make anyone uncomfortable. His words are choosen, sover behaviour, and composed to her. He take a glance at him, he is even walking making a distance from her, declaring flirt is intentional, for fun or maybe it's his attitude. 'I am handsome' declaration.

"Flirting is my personality you can say." He pressing his own both lips together looks at me. "Or, now it becomes my profession. Mostly lead hero, definitely have heroine, for which he have to run, jump, fight do blah blah blah stuffs, you know!"

"I know", Kia laughs. "But, I don't watch movies or any."

"Better not!" Nishant enlarges his eyes. "It will rise your expectations upto unparallel dreamland. Moreover me too don't watch movies or shows, not even mine works too."

"That's not okay!" Kia shakes her head on either sides. "You should atleast once."

"Okay, I will"

"And one thing, me too have a large expectations, all grand things subjects together, in my dream world."

"That's seem funny, but not funny actually. It's something-"

"Complicated?"

"Yeah!"

Both of them passes a laughter rolls.

Strolling from here and there, each side, corner to corner of the gallery, finally coming up to Kia. "I think I have similar opinion."

Kia has been fixing one of her incomplete attire fixation, sitting on the ground. Hearing him, she raises her eyes. "What's that?"

"I like this shirt's print" he shows one green printed shirt, "but on white material."

"Okay!"

"And suit with some this color" he shows another marron cloth, "with that little white print, similar to shirt, and mostly you know pants and other accessories, similar theme."

"Right!"

"It's complicated, but-"

"Haha, miss Kia understand this better."

"Why so?"

Kia for a while dive into her thoughts. She too possess how much complexity and dissatisfaction in her daily life, that's why she almost making her own stuffs, and not only stuffs, her life partner also standing at that risk edge. But who will understand!

"Nothing" she shakes her head. "I will prepare accordingly."

"Thankyou. Atleast you understand." Nishant exhales. "Other fashion studios and me used to have tough communications."

"It's okay. Everyone can't understand everyone. That's why, all have their diverse choice and a diverse world!" Kia smiles. Her eyes possess an depth, which Nishant lost for a while. She is intelligent, he concludes in his heart, secretly.

"You can give your measurements, to fit." Kia says. "I am calling my professionals to take your measurements."

"Don't you do by yourself?"

"Absolutely no. They are professionals. And moreover.. for gents-"

"I understand, just asks because this handsome man is standing in front of you" Nishant smirks. Kia rolls her eyes. "And anyway-" he continues. "I also don't give measurements. This is my one stencil attire, make accordingly." He picks out a box of fit and hands to Kia. The professional had come, and Kia hands the box to them.

"I think I should not talk about the price. Whatever you want."

"Favourite client I should say then." Kia giggles.

"So, Two days later is my fest. Can I come day after tomorrow? Will it be okay?"

"So less time. Bad client then!" Kia fakes a huff.

"Sorry. Please. I had lot of works. So sorry for late appointment."

"But I haven't seen any of such trace. You also show me some, then I will believe." Kia remains with her fake angry face.

"Why don't you come over my house once?"

His this sudden question awestruck Kia. He wasn't seeming so, but why so obvious question? On a first random meet, asking to come home!

"For what?" She shockingly asks.

I will show all my works!" Nishant's words has an impressing touch.

"Thankyou! But I can't right now"

"Not right now! Any day, or weekend?"

"Won't it becoming too direct? Aren't you?" Kia finally confesses.

"Hmm, do you think so?" He comes near to her. Coming her side, he whispers in her ears. "Are you scared?"

Kia doesn't reply first.. She just gasps. Then, after few minutes, she responds, "

"Still, not now! But you can take me to a place, I would like."

"My pleasure, definitely. Just tell-"

"Yeah! To your fashion fest? I would love."

"For sure. I got pass for my family, and no one will come I know, so if anyone from my side will go, I would love!"

"Thanks." Scratching her head, she questions. "Why no one from your family? Aren't they?" Kia enlarges her eyes giving an awestruck expression.

"No no! Never think about that." Nishant laughs. "They are- mm can't say they are busy, but- you can say they are in their own world!"

"Still-"

"No no- don't think anything, no hate thoughts, actually, we are different from each other, you can say unique-" jerking his body proudly, stretching his arm, rolling his sleeves he says. "I appreciate them. And moreover if I plead them maximum, they all four will come and make their own show on the fest."

"Wait- four? Who?"

"Oops I forgot to mention. I have four brothers. You would love to meet them."

"Excuse me?" Kia curves her eyes.

"I am damn sure. They are unbelievable. Super talented, in their own way." Nishant voice has another depth, a confidence.

"Wow!" Kia rolls her lips. "You seem very possesive about your brothers."

"Obviously, we all are for each other." He says with smile. "And trust me, we never fight."

"That's also cool" Kia laughs. "Me and my sister fight for everything, every hour, or maybe every minute if we stay near to each other. But obviously we love each other. Ssh" Kia places her finger vertically on her lips and giggles. Pausing a bit, she again continues. "And what about others? Your parents? Mother, father, or any?"

Nishant pressing his lips gently nods his head.

"Sorry, I become too personal."

"No no it's okay. It's not too personal." Nishant laughs. "We have mother, at home. She prefers to stay at home. And if I bring her after a lot of nagging, she will definitely find the bride for all of us."

"Why so?"

"Mother she is." Nishant keep laughing. "Aren't your mother?"

"Oh! Offcourse! She is fed up." Kia revolves her eyeballs. "Almost twenty men I have rejected and maybe few rejected me also, though among them also, no one was my choice." She releases a long breath.

Nishant laughs. "Oh my god! Why so many rejection game?"

"No one is my choice. I possess a long list of criteria, my groom have to fulfill it."

"That's so perfect." Nishant continues. "You can say, me or my brothers also have something like thta. Not that long list, something minimalist criteria, simple- huh don't judge me or us now."

"Oh no! Never! It's a bit personality." Kia winks. "I am a strong woman. Independent nope. Emotionally attached to my family."

"Strong girl! I like it." Nishant comments, gazing at her again from head to feet.

"But my father has an immense support. She always support me, my opinion, choice." Kia smiles. "I am the pampered one from childhood."

"Haha" Nishant laugh soundly. Then suddenly his expression changes in contrast. The shine of eyes disappear and fill with slight glitter tears. "Mine too." He again tries to suppress that emotion with smile. He fakes a smile.

"Your father is also?" Kia slowly asks.

"Was- he was-" he replies. "Died in an accident - a long ago-"

"Oh! I am so sorry, so sorry!" Kia apologizes.

"It's okay. It's okay. You aren't the reason. There is many- wait! Why am I telling you." His eyes too has a pity sign.

"If you think or feel comfortable, I won't mind. You can say."

"You know, every family has some darkness, some have less, some have more. And overcoming those is terrible because some are terrifying." Nishant speaks in one go. All gallery turns silent for a moment. They both even not walking now, not even looking at each other. Lowering their head they stand in front of each other. Finally, from outside when a large bus's horn break their trance, Nishant hurriedly speaks, "I have to go now. I will come day after tomorrow."

"Hmm" Kia nods her head. "Me and my team will ready your costume till then "

Nishant smiles. He isn't smirking now. No flirty words too. Just like all he has forgotten. They both starts to walking out from the Kia's gallery.

"And yes, I will take you to the fest, my fashion designer!" He get back his glee. While walking he says.

"Yeah yeah!" Kia smiles.

After that no time they stop or talk inside. Following him, Kia too comes outside her office building, just like some hypnotism. The huge shiny car of Nishant is there. Two peoples too outside the car, maybe bodyguard she assumes. He doesn't look at her. One of guard opens the door, he was about to go inside, suddenly looking at the standing figure of Kia, he pauses for a moment. She is standing simply, her wavy hairs ruffling through the gust of winds, her attire too, holding each palm together, she is looking at him only.

He rests the car's door.

"Wait a minute", he says to his bodyguard. Bodyguard nods. And he walk back to her.

Suddenly coming back of Nishant surprises Kia. "What happened?" Her dow eyes stare at him, elaborately.

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