Chapter 11

"Kush, Come here!" I pulled him for a selfie.

"Say,cheese didi!" he said adorably.

I clicked the picture of both of us smiling and posted it on Instagram with the caption 'Dida loves you #baby'

30 minutes later, the picture had already crossed half a million likes and about a 100 thousand comments.

Priti then handed over the phone to me and the #Roopsters was trending on #2 on the social media.

There were articles like 'The aloof CEO sets the social media on fire' , 'Roop Malhotra's gorgeous look', 'Miss Malhotra looks stunning in white' ,'The smile anyone would die for' , 'What does #Dida mean?' and type of things. Also when I checked Instagram, many pages reposted my photographs and I've gained thousands of followers. There were comments that read, 'No model could compete to your beauty' , 'Is that baby yours?' Damn you idiot, it's clearly written over there that Dida loves you, it means sister, elder sister. Arrghh the smart asses. Ain't their fault anyhow, they live in Germany and not India! Kush came running to me and pulled me to the living room as he pointed towards the television.

"Didi look, we are on the TV!" he exclaimed with joy.

"Do you like it dearest?"

"I love it dida!" He hugged me and Priti and then resumed playing with Coco, our cute little puppy.

Then the hotel footage started playing on the TV to which mom commented, "Oh, my baby looks so cute here!"

I blushed slightly.

"Shukla, get us some copies of her today's pictures!" Dad said to Shukla.

"Ok sir!" he said and left.

After dinner, Priti and I were discussing some work.

"Roop, the netizens want you to try modelling, there is a huge support you will receive from them."

"Hmm!"

"But not right now! Make them believe in your skills as a model as well."

"How?"

"I'll arrange some photo shoots for you so that companies themselves approach to you! Or maybe some producers too"

"Okay"

Suddenly, my phone buzzed

'1 new message'

I opened it to see a text from...

Reyhaan????

'Can I call you? I miss you badly.'

I told Priti about this and she was equally shocked.

"Don't you think it might be a wrong text?" I asked her

"Maybe a yes or a no! Ask him directly"

"Okay" I took a deep breath with my heart pounding rapidly and replies, 'Hey Reyhaan, I guess you're too stressed, you texted me, Roop!'

I held my phone waiting for a reply and it read, 'Of course silly, I know it's you! Can I call you now?'

I turned the phone towards Priti and she asked me to reply with a 'yes' which I did and he called almost immediately.

"Oh, I'll get to bed then" She said winking at me and turned towards the guestroom.

I picked up the call.

"Hello"

"hey" he sounded nervous

"are you okay?"

"Yes that I am, I just.. Um.. I-I missed you Roop!"

My heart skipped a beat to what he said.