Bunny ka Happy Bujjay||Happy Birthday Bunny_Bear

So bunny here is my wish for you. a OS on everything you like. Keep reading. I am sure you will enjoy this.

Happy Birthday Bunny!!!

Anika sighed. she looked at the food being taken out and hoped that there would be no complaints. She wanted this party to be perfect for she was the one catering in it. she looked down and pulled the apron over her head leaving behind her beautiful silver gown. Now she looked perfect for the party.

This was one of the most difficult things she had to manage. Catering in a party where her husband was a guest. By profession she couldn't turn down such a big order and as Shivay Singh Oberoi's wife she had to walk down those stairs outside alongside him.

Even though she knew well that her work bothered Shivay especially in situations like this, he had also given her her professional space. And so she wanted to make sure that she didn't embarrass him either and hence she couldn't afford any mistakes in today's party.

Everyone turned as soon as they saw the host of the party mr. Saniyal walk over towards the stairs which led down from the entrance, to greet one of his most esteemed guests. He had a proud smile on his face as he looked at the couple who walked down.

Anika noticing the drop in the conversations around her turned her head to the side to see who it was whose arrival in the pary had caused such a reaction as only her husband could elicit.

Her eyes first landed on a man whose face was handsome but hard. The smile he smiled didn't seem to reach his eyes. besides him stood a woman who on first glance, thought Anika, was an angel if they could be real. Beautiful in her royal blue gown the lady smiled a full smile at the host's greeting and rested her hand on the man, her husband's arm.

That action alone caused the man to look down at his wife and now a soft smile graced his face. but the smile this time did reach his eyes for his eyes softened at her laughter which rang throughout the hall.

Anika smiled at tthat. The man seemed ruthless at first glance, but he loved his wife dearly. Even a blind could tell that. so he must be a nice man for he was capable of love right?

This thought brought her thoughts back to her own husband, the love of her life. He was late. Which was never the case since Shivay Singh Oberoi valued time more than anything as for him time was money, literally. Pulling out her phone from the small clutch she held, anika dialled Shivay's number only to hear a beep and the call got cut.

When Shivay didn't pick up his phone for the fifteenth time Anika really felt like throwing out the phone in frustration. Then realising that she was acting like the man she was currently frustrated with she switched off her phone. Now she too wouldn't pick up his calls. Determined she turned around only to bump into a someone.

The glass of drink in the man's hand spilled over her dress and Anika exclaimed with a "phail gaya raita!"

She pulled out the tissues kept on the table near the railing, desperately trying to dry out her dress. It was a gift from Shivay and she was sure he wouldn't care much for it but she did. It was something her husband gave her and she was emotionally attached to it. realising belatedly that it was a wine stain on her dress she leaned on the table disappointed. There was no point now. the dress was ruined.

Hearing the man who she bumped into clear his throat she looked up with a frown.

"I am sorry" said the man, but the smirk on his face said otherwise.

Anika on noticing his expression pressed her lips together and narrowed her eyes.

"Should I help?" said the man as he approached to touch her. Anika immediately stepped away and said firmly, "stay away."

"don't be such a hard game sweetie" said the man with a foolish grin. "I know women like you. you are the caterer here right. you think I didn't notice you come out of the kitchen. Just because you look rich with that dress doesn't mean you are."

Anika looked at him confused at what she was hearing and then felt laughter bubble up in side her and said through a crooked smile, "you aren't from Mumbai, are you?" for if he was, it was impossible that he had missed the grandest wedding ever had in the history of Mumbai and not realised that she was the bride in it.

"does that make a difference?" said the man and Anika noticed the slur in his voice. Mentally she thought that maybe he was ther efor the wedding but as too drunk right now to recall who she actually was. Not that she was going to tell him. she had always wanted to be known as Anika , not Shivay Singh Oberoi's wife.

"I am married." She said calmly. "so I am sorry to crush your hopes."

As she started to walk away she felt the man grab her hand and her immediate reflex was to slap him. but she stopped herself. She was the caterer and guest here and the last thing she wanted was for a scene to be created here.

"see" she told him firmly, "if you don't drop this now you will have to face the wrath of my chandini."

"who is chandini?" the man asked confused.

Anika pointed down with her eyes and slipped out her chappal from under her gown. The moment the man saw the chappal he stepped back shocked. When he looked up again he met with Anika's what should I do with you look and scared he ran away from there.

"chachundar." Anika said as she put her chappal back on.

She heard the sound of laughter from behind her and turned to see the two ladies she had seen down standing at the door. The tall one was laughing, holding the door for support, while the one who Anika had called angel was holding her stomach as she tried to stop her hysterical laughter.

Anika looked down a little embarrassed.

"I am sorry."

"Sorry for what?" said the one in blue gown straightening up and finally getting her laughter under control.

"you did nothing wrong." Said the tall one. "it was actually very funny. I really like you." she continued.

When Anika looked at them together she was surprised to find both of them smiling at her fondly.

"hi. I am Anika." Said Anika as she walked up to them.

The lady in the blue gown smiled and took Anika's hands in hers. "I am Khushi. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada."

Anika smiled. "I saw you below." She said, "can I tell you something?"

"yes." Khushi said as she nodded her head.

"I saw you down below. That was your husband right. I could see that he loves you."

Khushi smiled widely. I know.

"he is my laad governor." Khushi said proudly.

"like my bagad billa?" Anika said with enthusiasm.

"bagad billa?" Khushi asked.

"girls."

Both turned to see their forgotten company.

"sorry." Both said together.

The tall girl in the black gown walked to Anika and put out her hand. "I am Bunny."

Anika looked at her and said, "how cute."

"you learned that from your husband?" Bunny said with a smirk.

"how did you know?" Anika asked shocked.

"just a guess." Said Bunny smiling to herself.

"so why are you wearing your chappal with the gown?" Khushi asked impressed.

"oh, you mean my chandini?" Anika said and then smiled her unique smile. "I feel more comfortable in them, plus I had to work here and if I am not comfortable while working then it'll be problematic. This is a big party na. and my gown totally hides them. See." She said twirling around.

Khushi looked impressed. "so true. In fact I like these comfortable chappals too but my husband is a fashion designer so I decided I'll let him dress me up tonight."

"I thought it works the other way round. Which husband dresses up his wife." Bunny said with a sly grin and both Anika and Khushi blushed at her meaning.

"the clock strummed indicating that it was twelve."

"we should go down." said Khushi and pulled Bunny down while Anika followed.

Khushi stopped at where two man were standing. Arnav and Namik.

"so" Namik said holding Bunny's hand, "we had to make this day special for you."

"What..." Bunny started to ask.

Suddenly all the lights went off and in came the great Shivay Singh Oberoi holding a big cake with candles on it and a smile on his face.

All started singing together.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YO

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR BUNNY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.

Bunny looked around overwhelmed with emptions and asked, "who planned all this?"

"Who else?" said the 12 girls who came in to the spot light from all the directions.

"it was them who asked me to bring you here." said Namik.

Bunny looked at the faces of all her friends; Soumya, Jes, Megha, Khushi, Niki, Isha, Kamala, Bharti, Fatima, Kitty, Maham and Palakh.

"then who is mr. Saniyal?" Bunny asked shocked.

all the girls laughed.

"oh" Bunny said realizing that this was all pre planned.

And so all of them clapped as bunny cut the cake with ASR, SSO and Namik Paul by her side.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BFFH!!!!!😆