My father is the most beloved person in my family, and he loves me the most .His love for me and other family members is selfless and unconditional.He is a very gentle person, and he is always ready to help others whenever they face any problem.He is a much disciplined and dutiful person and he takes all the important decisions in our family . He is a very sweet person but when it comes to his family or his profession, he became more responsible and more possessive sometimes.
So when we returned back home , my Mom and Dad were standing on the front door. I was scared as I knew my father won't tolerate that type of mistakes. We slowly walk near them , Varun greeted my parents well and after that my Dad asked me in his hoase voice.
"Where were you ? Is this your friend?"
I was scared to the inner core but after listening to his question , it was clear that , mom was on my side and he didn't revealed our secret yet. Before I could say anything , mom handled the whole situation.
" Look , they are fully wet and I think they need to change their clothes otherwise they will get ill , come on go and change and yes take your friend inside and give him some clothes to wear " she ordered me to take him inside with me.
I gave him a loose T-shirt and a trouser to wear , I started laughing at him , when I saw him in my clothes.
"Why are you laughing so loud ? Don't i look beautiful like you ?" he stared bantering.
Suddenly , my Mom appeared in fornt of us and I bit my lips and take two steps away from Varun , he too stopped laughing and stood quietly.
"Listen dear , I'm not against your relationship but it is also a bitter truth that I'm not gonna hide this secret from your Dad anymore , So better you yourself talk to him about your relationship" my mom warned both of us.
"Yes , you are right , I think we should talk to him now itself " Varun replied quickly. "No, we will talk to him tomorrow before you leave " I insisted.
"Ok, you have the time only till tomorrow and after that you can't stop me " she censured us strongly.
Then we walked to the dining table , after sometime my Dad joined us , we were waiting for him.
"Oh , are you all waiting for me ?" My Dad questioned.
"Yaa Dad" Sif answered swiftly.
While having dinner my Dad asked , "So Varun what do you do ?"
"Sir, I'm basically a MBA graduate but I want to be a traveller , I want to explore things around the world" Varun boasted about his dream.
"So , what do you do for your living ?" My Dad questioned .
"Now?" Varun asked quickly.
"Yaa" My dad said strongly.
" Nothing sir , actually I'm working on my VISA" he replied sincerely.
"Ok good , How did you met Deepali , I mean she is your college friend or you must be her schoolmate ?" My Dad started interrogating him.
"No no sir , we met some months ago" Varun replied honestly.
At that mean time , his phone rang and he stood up , and said "excuse me sir, I have to take this call " and he went out of the room.
" How do he manage his expenses if he has no job ?" my dad queried.
" Dad, he is the only son of Mr Prakhas chandra Arya , the business tycoon" I explained.
"Oh , he didn't seems to be so rich" he Wondered.
"What ? Why do you think so ?" I asked gently.
"But Dad , he is so well dressed and his watch seems so expensive , didn't you noticed " Sif noted.
" I know he is well dressed but I'm not talking about his getup , I'm talking about his behaviour , he is very much nicer in his words, he knows how to greet his elders and how to treat his youngers. After being a billionaire too, he is down to earth " he simply described us what he noticed in Varun.
Varun returned to the table , and we had our dinner without any ado. Rather , Varun had made everyone his own family , he was fitting so nice to my family that I was about cry of happiness. After the dinner was over , my dad suggested me to show varun our guest room.
"Goodnight sir " Varun spelled out. "Goodnight , sleep well " Dad replied.
My dad walked inside his room and my mom entered into the room just after my dad. I asked Varun to come with me as I had to show him the guest room.