Manish grew restless in next few weeks. NO phone came, nor did any email. He thought of calling Pervez few times, but then decided against it. You don’t call people like Pervez just to say hello.

If it wasn't the cheque, he would have been sure it was a prank. But his cheque was cleared alright, and he already cleared his debts. At home also he was able to buy some gifts for Poorva (without her needing him to ask him), which is keeping her in good mood for sometimes.

The phone came on Friday afternoon. It was Pervez. Without going into hi/hellos, his instruction was business-like and to the point. "Manish, I want you to arrange a meeting between your wife and me. Sunday evening. Tell her that I am your friend coming in India from Dubai after many years."

"Bu ..." Manish protested "Poorva has parties and all and if I say my friend she will never wait fo.."
Pervez cut him off "I have thought about it already. You tell her that I am your school friend who went to Dubai and today I am rich businessman. Also tell her I have something precious to gift her. Send me a SMS with confirmation, the moment you are done with this". Than he disconnected.

......

"Poorva busy ho kya ?" Manish asked.

"I don’t have time to waste like you. I have a kitty party with Pooja's place. Now tell me in 5 minutes what you want to say."

"Amm… actually I… my friend is coming on from Dubai this Sunday ... I just… thought if we could meet in evening...."

"And why should I do that? Another of your worthless friend coming and looking at me as if they never saw any girl in life! What you think of me, a street girl to entertain those perverts? And who is this stupid friend of you here… what he wants, land some money from you ?"

"No no Poorva ... he is rich... we did school... he went Dubai… now big businessman… says returning to India... wanted to meet .." Manish blabbered.

"Businessman huh?" Poorva asked. She seemed a bit interested. Money is always her favourite topic, so it didn't come as surprise.

"Yes.. yes. And he said he brought something nice as gift for you ...just wanted to give you. But if you can't make than I will tell him not to co.."

"Shut your foolish mouth Manish. When did I say I can't make time? I don’t like those lazy friends of yours but this guy seems unlike that. Perhaps because he left you after school, otherwise he would have turned as useless as you. How many time I told you to try business rather than doing all those stupid office desk work?" Poorva stopped a while and then said "And he seems gentleman too, bringing gift for a friend’s wife on first visit. None of your other friends never gifted me anything other than dirty stares. OK, invite him. I will be there."

Manish was relieved. He immediately sms-ed Pervez.

.....

When Parven came Sunday evening, Manish opened the door and he was quite impressed to see him. Pervez was wearing a 3 piece suite & if Manish didn't know his background, he wouldn't have problem either to accept him as a Dubai return businessman.

Pervez was all gentleman while talking with Poorva. Poorva took extra care to dress up today and she looked very pretty in her deep blue saree. Pervez apologized to her for not attending our marriage than said as a gift, he has brought something for her from Dubai. He gave her a small packet & when Poorva opened it, both she & Nimesh gasped. Because inside was a gold necklace not less than at least 20 gm weight probably more. Poorva was delighted & showed some courtesy protest like "nahi nahi Pervez bhaijaan ... I can't take such costly gift..." etc. Pervez laughed and said "Aare bhabhi, isme kya badi baat hai. Dubai me to gold bahot cheap hai aur mera business bhi jewlerry ki hi hai. Itne din baad apna dost se mile, aur bhabhi ko itna chhota gift bhi nahi diya toh log kya kahenge!"

Baas what else. In 5 minutes Pervez completely won Poorva. She was all interested in her husband’s rich friend, asking him all questions " Aap ki jewellery ki business baas Dubai me hai? India me bhi business start karoge? What kind of jewelleries you sell? oh diamond? Aap to bahot bade logo ko bhi jaante honge ..etc etc."

Pervez answered all her questioned patiently. Yes he started in Dubai but now he extending in India also. Ya he knows lot of high flying folks - especially film stars. Manish was impressed with Pervez's ability to tell plain lies efficiently.

Poorva was especially interested in film stars - she was a movie buff. "You are so lucky ...meeting all those pretty heroines daily." she asked naughtily.

"Aare nahi bhabhi ... what's there in those heroines? They are just all makeups. Such bol rahe hai, app unlogo se kahi jyada khoobsurat ho. Agar aap make up kar ke screen pe aati na, all heroines would have lost their business"

Poorva blushed but she was pleased too. "Pervez bhai you flatter too much"

"Allah kasam bhabhiji, such bol rahe hai. Chalie, aap ko biswas nahi ati hai toh kabhi yeah baat prrove bhi kar denge ki aap ki market demand kya ho sakta hai!" Pervez smiled at Poorva who blushed again and then turning a bit towards Manish so that Poorva doesnt see his face directly, Pervez winked at him. It was a nasty wink, and Manish immediately knew all these things Pervez was talking was not just plain talk but part of some sinister plan… though he didn't know what it was yet!

Rest of evening went good with Poorva all eager to please this new found rich contact. Pervez left after diner with promising to Poorva that he will remain in touch and now that he is in India for some time, will visit them often.

Manish walked him towards car. Pervez quiped "Such me lucky hai tu... teri biwi to bahot garam maal hai. Market me hot cake jaise bikegi. Chal, aaj k kaam to ho gya ... I will soon let you know next step."

Manish didn't understand what Pervez meant by "market" but his cock hardened nevertheless. Whatever it is, it sure won’t be so nice for his bitchy wife!