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"Did we have sex muñeca, with our clothes still on?"

That was too much of a sentence for Sejal to gulp,inhale and comprehend.
This man, Aryan Shetty was an unraveling bundle of stupidities.
How could someone possibly in their sane mind can imagine such an impossible thing?
That can't be actually even considered as the lowest form of wit. Because even a fourteen year old wouldn't ask such a brainless question.

"Are you a five year baby?"
Sejal got up from her bed grunting.

"I am not. I am twenty six.. wait twenty ....." Aryan slurred in his sentence as he suddenly started counting numbers on his finger.

"One, two,three, .. five,six and seven!"
Aryan pumped his hand in the air as if he found the co-ordinate codes of a  space station.

"Yeaah. I am twenty and seven."
Aryan plopped himself on the other side of the bed.

Sejal couldn't decide whether Aryan was drunk before he became unconscious or he is purposefully acting this strange.

Whatever the case might be shouldn't be her concern right now because Aryan must sleep this very instant so that she can sleep. Sejal cherishes her sleep the most and whoever ruins it must be a victim of her violence,but seeing the very possibilities of a not very conscious Aryan she can't do anything.

"Okay Dr. Shetty you are twenty seven,now be a good boy and go to bed."
Sejal tried pulling him by his hand,herself being half sleepy.

Sejal cursed when Aryan didn't budge from his position on the bed,sitting like an adamant child waiting for his favourite candy.

"Call me Aryan then I will be a good boy."

Sejal rolled her eyes inwardly already scolding herself mentally for her decision. Can this man be anymore of a nuisance?

"Okay. Aryan Shetty be a good boy and go to bed."
Sejal said stopping herself from shouting at him.

Aryan nodded his head and started unbuttoning his shirt.

"Dr. Shetty! What do you think you are doing?"
Sejal shouted in shock at his not very subtle actions.

"Obviously getting ready to have .."
Aryan stopped mid sentence as he wasn't able to open one of the buttons.

Sejal couldn't stop her mind from wandering in all the directions of thoughts,and honestly she would love to see what are hidden beneath those fabrics.

Maybe some hardcore abs. Anybody would appreciate a free peek into such masterpiece.

Shutting her eyes close Sejal stopped her thinking in reaching anywhere beyond the limits because she didn't want to have any wet dreams about her senior in charge.

"Dr. Shetty I will on the AC ,you can continue putting on the shirt."
Sejal said quite flustered with her own thinking and statement.

Aryan stopped in his work and nodded in agreement of switching on the Air Conditioner. He pulled the blankets and arranged the pillow to his comfort.

"Dr. Shetty your bed is in that .."

"Shhhh...  Let me sleep."
Aryan said snuggling deeper into the blanket.

Gosh!
Sejal sighed with all this drama and sleep dancing on her head she made her way to the adjacent room, jumping on the bed with whatever energy left in her body cells.

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"In which pub did we meet yesterday?" Aryan asked,as Sejal whisked the eggs in the bowl.

Sejal could tell Aryan was looking quite handsome in the morning after-bed getup. His chocolate eyes held more of a happiness and with a messy hair jumping carelessly on the forehead his features seemed to be much more relaxed,a stress free aura surrounding him making him look more younger than actually he is.
What a pleasure it would be to see such a beautiful art every morning!?

"What makes you think that after a one night stand which girl thinks of providing breakfast, mister?"

Immediately Sejal smacked her brain in the inside for creating such an unwanted weird situation.
What was the need to bring up a one night stand?

Aryan chuckled and kept staring at Sejal who was now adding up spices and  few ingredients into the bowl of whisked egg.

"There is hot water in the bathroom and a pair of clothes on the couch,it would be appreciable if you take a shower. Yeah there is a new brush also."
Sejal said giving a once over at Aryan again.

"The million dollar question is, how am I at your flat?"
Aryan asked staring squarely at Sejal.

"You better be thankful Dr. Shetty that Rags found you on time and bought you here when you became unconscious at the gym."
Sejal said in a stern voice to cover up the loopholes in the statement. Like why would Raghav bring him here instead of taking him to a hospital?

"Oh! Your fiance, I see. But how did I get unconscious?"
Aryan fired back being clueless of the situation.

"Firstly Rags is not my fiance and secondly how would I know you that why you were unconscious."
Sejal tried her most to clarify and put an end to the discussion.

"Come on muñeca you are a doctor and...Wait!!! What the hell are you doing?"
Aryan shouted as if Sejal was about to cut the wrong coloured wire of a bomb to be diffused.

Sejal stopped midway in her process of adding black salt to the mixture of cinnanom whisked egg,as Aryan came by and started shuffling the contents of the cabinet in vigorous search of something.

"What are you searching for?"

"Black pepper."
Aryan said raising his eyebrows, now facing Sejal.

"Over there in the second cabinet." Sejal gestured and Aryan immediately took it.

Then for ten minutes they bickered on the fact that black salt or black pepper was going to taste better for the omelette,in the end deciding to add a pinch of both to satisfy their own quest.

"You like black pepper because it's black and reminds you of your tanned hot old girl." Sejal teased him.

Aryan seemed at loss for a few seconds not understanding whom she is talking about.

"Oh! You are talking about that photo in my wallet."
Aryan said finally understanding of what she is referring to.

Sejal smiled sweetly turning the omelette to the other side.
While Aryan seemed to be in an other location dwindling on thoughts about how beautiful the moment is. Everything seemed to be at ease when spending time with Sejal ,how much ever Aryan would love to appreciate it he knew deep down that everything is wrong.

Somewhere the connecting of the dots was out of order and Aryan intuition was shouting that this all is going to be a disaster.

Taking his unsettling thoughts along Aryan went on to take a shower of which he was much in need of since yesterday.

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"Look Darshu I need to go along with Katyusha as it's her big day today,so whatever you came here to talk about can be put on hold till time being. Bye."
Nikhil said grabbing his coat from the chair and keys from the table.

Darshan had no room left for any arguments so he simply obliged to whatever nonsense Nic was upto.

After a second of Nikhil leaving the room Darshan decided to check on where this Shitty Aryan was.

"My brother, my friend so dear, throughout my life you're always near, a tender smile, always to guide my way, you are the sunshine to light my day."
Darshan completed his monologue as Aryan listened patiently on the other side of the line.

"What do you want Vyas?"
Aryan asked a but irritated.

"I am offended Shitty. Here I call to ask your where abouts and you are behaving like..?"
Darshan couldn't find the right word fitting the blank.

"Haha. Like what Vyas?"

"Stop that. Tell me where on the earth are you breathing?"
Darshan asked ,now annoyed with the quality lead of the conversation.

"If you promise to bring me a rose and come to meet me now ,then I will tell you."

"Shitty? Are you alright? Last time I checked you  were still interested in girls. Did you go on sex change surgery overnight? Oh-! Shit,that's why you disappeared yesterday."
Darshan switched to panick mode and started pushing his imaginations to get the best possible outcome of the situation.

A vibration of laughter filled the phone speaker while Darshan couldn't understand why Aryan would demand a rose for meeting. This seemed interesting so Darshan thought of giving it a shot kicking away the gender change thing out of his mind.

"Okay. Where to? Should I bring a pink rose or red rose? Or a white? You know white would be better to stop the war if you are in a fight. Or should I come prepared with a gun?"
Darshan started assuming the possibilities that Aryan may be stuck in a gang fight or worse Mafia, and even made a mental note to recieve a thank you later from Aryan for saving his ass.

"Pink would do. Come fast."
Aryan said and cut the line without listening to the reply from Darshan.

"What a punk!" Darshan muttered in anguish.

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baby i need help. Code blue or red whatever u say in med terms. Urent!!!
- Katu.

Urgent*
- Katu.

What's wrong?
- Sejal.

I am sending an addres
B thee in ten mins

There*
- Katu.

K
- Sejal.

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"Why are you here today?"
Darshan asked as soon as he reached the destination giving the pink rose to Aryan.

"I was missing her."
Aryan said and Darshan could see the glassy mist clouding the latter's eyes.

It was the Neem tree which was where the ashes of Suhana Bhattacharya were buried.

Suhana was a stage four patient of lung cancer, she very well knew and accepted that she is going to die so to make the process much easier she had signed to donate her organs and then plant a Neem tree with her ashes buried in its roots.

"Dr. Suhana was the mother I never had. After the death of Shreya pali all I had was a real relation with her. She always had all the solutions for my problems. She showed the light in the darkest days of my life and today I need her the most."
Aryan said without breaking down or even cracking his voice and Darshan could tell he was proud to have such a strong friend.

"Every time I look at Sejal hundreds of emotions run through my head. When I see her smile I want to be the reason behind it,when I see her in distress I want to comfort her. I want to be there for her always. But again I know this is all wrong."
Aryan stated his dilema,making Darshan confused of either Aryan was speaking to the tree or him as both were living things in the frame ,only that one of the living thing was mute.

"Yes . It's wrong. Because you hurt beautiful so much."
Darshan said with some unknown fierce in his voice.

"That wasn't intentional."
Aryan fired back.

"Then what the hell was all that? I don't know what you did or what happened but all I saw was she was heartbroken and you were the fucking reason."
Darshan shouted not understanding where the conversation was leading to.

"It wasn't my fault. I can't help if she misunderstood and became jealous of things all I was doing is saving her from the backlash of the media."
Aryan replied not losing his composure unlike Darshan.

"What are you talking about?"

It's then Aryan explained how the media had spotted them first in the park and then at Cantabil on her birthday, all he was doing is managing the news with the PR to stop unnecessary news to break in. Moreover she may become a scandal if the news could start writing stuff like Sejal was using Aryan for professional benefits or more worse if they found out she was the daughter of Shravan then it would turn out to be a nepotism issue.

Viona was a helpful assistant as she managed half of the things using her link ups and resources.

On this mention Darshan decided to drop a thank you to Viona for the favour.

"Shitty! All this was happening and you didn't think about informing me ? Like what were you even thinking?"
Darshan shouted after the end of the explanation.

"Okay ,so I am forgiving you for whatever happened last week ,and Sejal has the right to know all this. She even has to know how jealous you are everytime she is with me."
Darshan ended up teasing.

"Like seriously Vyas?"

"Wait. Cut that. You are jealous everytime she is with any man."
Dashan said and started laughing at his own sentence.

"It's nothing like that." Aryan poorly defended himself.

"Aah. Denial is the first stage of acceptance though."
Darshan added.

"I don't understand what's the problem then?"
Darshan asked finally being serious again.

"I don't know."

"Do you love her?"

"Maybe or maybe not. I am not sure. Okay,if I even love her you know I don't do commitments. What if she doesn't love me? Or more worse what if she want to get married?" Aryan asked panicked.

Darshan could understand the panicking about the marraige part well. But he didn't know what to do with their fucked up relationship.

"See, if it would be someone else I would atleast give a try but it's Sejal Seghal."
Aryan elucidated a pointless thing.

"Why?"

"Because she is the daughter of Shravan Sir and he had done lots for me. He is the one who made me, so everytime I do something I have to weigh my actions carefully because I can't destroy or break the only other relation Sir possess."

The words slowly sinked into the stone head of Darshan making him analyse it more carefully. Yes. Aryan was right. It will be like back stabbing.
But again falling in love is something not on our control.

"One more thing, Sejal will always think that I am loving her to repay the debt of the actions of Dr. Suhana. I don't want my love to be a payment nor a knife to back stab Shravan Sir."
Aryan concluded settling down defeated on a stone beside the tree.

Darshan couldn't have even imagined that Aryan was stuck so much in the thoughts of past,present and future that he couldn't make a decision for his love.

"I don't want to commit and I don't want Sejal to just be a fling,but I want her."

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