*30* Threatening Him

“Omg!” Preety exclaims, “You totally did the ding-dong.” And my phone almost drops from my hand. The next day, the very first thing I decided to do is call Preety. If I need to break this news to my father, I need to acquire as much support as I can get; which I am regretting by the way.

“What are you saying?! And ding-dong! What are you, 13?” Thankfully, I decided to call her when Benedict is still asleep.

She screeches in her full volume, “What am I saying! You did it, didn’t you? And for your information, I know how things work. Don’t forget ours was a love marriage, and we . . .”

“No, I don’t want to know your details, and we didn’t.”

Maybe upon hearing seriousness in my voice, she asks, “Okay, the only ding? We can wait for the dong later.”

“Preety, please help me. I don’t know what Papa is going to do.”