After that incident things were little smooth between them. She was busy in her preparation, while Abhijeet were also busy in his office... Now a days Tarika noticed that he was little upset, she trying to ask him, but he replied it's just usual work load in office...
One Fine Morning, Tarika wake up and in hale fresh air in her lungs, she were ready to getting fresh up when she observed him... He were busy in his workout... She were starring him as long as he doing his work... After that he relaxing for some minutes, and then remove his shirt and jumped in pool... Although it was just 3 seconds that she starring his bare back, but she felt ashamed on her act...
She hide herself behind the curtains and bite her own lips anxiously... She feels strange feelings in side her heart...
She take a shower while still thinking about him...
On dinning table she observed him coming out from his room, his wet hairs were stick on his forehead, his eye lashes were heavy, and a tiny drops of water disappearing under his shirt...
Oooh girl turned your gaze before he observed your fix gaze on him, her mind scolds him, but her heart were not ready for this... Same time he turned his gaze and their eyes met and locked for some moments...
He was first to come out in this trance...
Tarika what's wrong???
No... non... Nothing...
She collect her breakfast and made her way in kitchen... He followed her and ask in polite way...
Did you have some issue...
She jumped on her place when hear his voice so close to her...
Its... look its... nothing like that... Why... why you ask then???
Why you stammering then... it felt you caught doing some thing wrong...
I need a short nape... excuse me Pleaseee... Without looking at him he made his way on room... locked the room behind her... splashed the water on her face and looking at her image in mirror...
Here she spotted his image in the mirror, his wet sticky hairs, and wet lips... She turned and found he were missing... She scanning her room which was empty and door was locked... Sooo it was here hallucination...
Tarika come dinner is ready...
I don't need, my tummy is fill...
But you skipped your lunch to now come... i don't need your excuse...
She nooded her head and silently finished her dinner and made her way on room, when he calling her name...
Ji...
Yahan betho mere samne aur btao kia problem hy...
Kuch nahin ap aesa kyu poch rahe hein...
Tum Morning mein bhi free thi kyu???
She looked at him... Free means...
I mean woh tumhara study time hy na...
She looked at him shockingly, how she expect him to ask about her change behavior... She was just his responsibility...
Tarika don't behave like a small girl... Tell me damn it... i repeat my question again and again... i already depressed and now you behave strangely why Tarika why...
Why you are depressed???
It's none of your business Tarika... here the matter is why you increased my issues... did you want something???
She nooded her head in yes...
What tell me... kia chaye tumhein...
Mujy...
Haan Tarika...
She looked in his eyes... Ap ka sath chaye...
Wha... what...
She put her hand above his hand and lightly pressed his hand... Haan Abhijeet i want it...
But Tarika listen...
She put her finger on his lips... Litsen me at first Abhijeet... I am not child any more... i have some emotions... and...
and your emotions demanded at my self...
Haan...
Here little dream were crashed by the sound of his shrill ring tone... She comes to the reality and found him that he were sitting in front of him...
How she think about that... He were just asking the reason that is she need any thing... but she expecting him more than why... What's wrong with her...
He excused himself and attend his phone call... While she be able to hear his conversation...
No not at all your call never disturbed me...
She observed a smile on his face... Care free smile, happy face and satisfied moments... a tear made her way on her cheeks...
She touched her cheeks where her tears rolling down on her cheeks... She ran in to her room, lying her bed with thud, hide his face in pillow and started to crying...
To be Continued...