Ishaan took each of his steps still hesitating. He watched her giggling in between her talks that he felt hard to interrupt.

Once Amaaya spun around to leave, she was taken aback seeing him there. She felt clueless on the reason he was there but anyhow started to move.

But he leaned before her, blocking her way. She looked up him meeting his strong gaze.

"Uh, I.." he stuttered.

"Are you talking to me?" She asked raising a brow.

"No. To that neighbour."

Realizing that it was a stupid question, she let out a slight smile.

Feeling somewhat awkward, he tried to hide the box in his hand. But it was then it caught her attention. She observed it, trying to figure out.

What's that? Uhm, seems like.. Ohh! Got it got it. So he is gonna gift me a new phone? Yayy, for that he is acting like uh-oh-uh now? Whoa! But why he is so lagging. Feel like he wants to say sorry to me. Come on boy.

"What is that?" She started with her play.

"Uhh.." he cursed himself finding his own voice biding gooodbye to him.

Damn! Why can't I give this to her? Ofcourse, she is gonna talk like a bomb blast on this. Don't know what to do. Man, this is really easy. See, just give her straightly and then go to hell. You can do it!

"I'm the one who broke it. So I should." He said looking into her dark black eyes before keeping it on the desk.

Ohh shit! Why can't he give me and say 'Amaaya, I'm very sorry. Here is a new phone for you. Have a nice day'. Hum! She murmured inside.

Anyhow, Amaaya tried to cover up from the disappointment. "Actually, I was about to buy a new one. Infact, I'm missing my super phone and I want that same phone. I don't like other local phones." She shrugged, starting with her blabbering.

Watching her starting the essay, he felt it was better to leave. Without being the listener, he left there making her mouth to form an absolutely an O-shape.

"Phone breaker!" She muttered out.

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Later at cafe,

"Rony, two coffee here." Amaaya ordered.

"If you are here to force me to sing, I don't want your coffee." Said Farhan.

"Yaar, it's Rony's coffee."

"Whatever."

"Okay. Well.."

"Now you are gonna ask me to meet my so called mother, right?"

"Then also you don't want coffee?" She asked with a sad face.

"Coffee is not the topic here" He let out a fed up sigh.

"So?"

"No way! You promised me that you won't talk this matter and for that only I came here."

"If I'm gonna talk about this matter daily, you won't talk to me?" asked Amaaya a bit scared of the answer.

"Uhh, no. Not at all!" He faked a smile.

"Then with whom will you have icecreams?"

"Oh that, you know? I have many others to hangout with."

"Then, name someone." She said almost threatening.

The Boy served their coffee as he kept on thinking what to say. "Uhm, Yeah, got it! Kaira."

"For what? To run away from her?" She mocked.

"No Ainu. You don't know the bond between us."

She took a sip of coffee and lost in it as always. "Hm, what a coffee yaar! Just like mine."

"Ohh! Please don't remind me of your yucky coffee."

"Your taste buds are having some problem, that's why."

Spoting someone there, Amaaya called. "Hey kaira! Come here. Join us."

Farhan almost spat out the coffee on the mentioning of her name. She tried not to laugh at his sudden reaction.

Kaira walked to them before taking a place.

"1 more coffee please." Said Amaaya.

"No, thanks. I'm going now." Kaira smiled.

"Where?"

"I wanna do some purchasing for the family party tomorrow. And I have to get back home soon."

"Ohh! Party preparations? Then what you are wearing tomorrow?" asked a very curious Amaaya.

Farhan rolled his eyes for being a part of their girly talks.

"But I missed the bus. Damn!" Kaira made a sad pout.

Amaaya kept silent calculating something in her mind. She cleared her throat to announce, "Then you can go with Faru. He is totally free now."

"Really?"

Lacking any idea, he played with his eyes. Probably he was thinking about the ways to kill her.

"Uh, yeah. It's fine." he shrugged finally.

"Then don't waste your time. Just go." Amaaya felt a nerve of excitement to play the match maker role.

"Farhan, are you sure?" Watching his desperate face, Kaira asked again.

"101% sure." Well, the reply was not from him.

Farhan chose to be silent throwing hard glares at the match maker whereas Kaira felt happy on finding a way.

Amaaya took hold of his hand, when they were about to leave. "Enjoy the bike ride with her." She said almost whispering

"This is not the first time we are going. Now, leave my hand." He tried to pull himself.

"Wait wait. Uhm, you won't have icecream with her, right?"

"Ohh! Why can't I?"

"No. You can't have icecream with anyone other than me."

"There is no rule like that." he chuckled.

"I won't allow it!" She glared back.

"Who needs your permission? We will definitely have. And I will send you a selfie."

"Faru."

"Come on, let's go kair." He said winking at Amaaya.

The duo got in bike vanishing out of her view. Farhan made a last look at his 'Oh-damn-obsessed' Ainu through the mirror and smiled.

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At Amaaya's home,

The trio were having noodles in bed tucking thier legs underneath. "Uhm, spicy.."

"Well." Rinu began something.

"What?" asked Anjali.

"Anjali, you told that you met Eby in a wedding party."

"Yeah."

"I heard that Farhan, Aju and Ishaan were also there." Amaaya pretended a non existing cough.

"Then, why did you forget them?"

"Uhh, I..." She stammered.

"What is wrong with you alien? Why you avoid him? You are such a fool. You can't find any guy better than him!" Stated Rinu.

Anjali shifted her look downwards, lacking words.

Emy cried outside the room, "Ainu, did you buy my note?"

"Yeah. No need to shout."

Keeping the bowl aside, she searched her bag for the notebook she had brought. It was then she found the box given by Ishaan.

Actually, she didn't get enough time to unpack it. She just kept it inside at the very next second.

When she pulled the box outside, she could not help but palm her mouth out of shock.

At the second when the other two had a look at it, they screamed out in unison.

" i-phone X??!!"

Amaaya's eyes were popped out like nothing.

"Oh my god! From where did you steal it?" asked a dumbstruck Rinu.

"Sure that you are not the one who bought it." Anjali added.

"Say something you idiot."

"I didn't think of an i-phone even in my wildest dreams." Amaaya had already lost her mind after the sight.

Rinu unpacked the box and took out the phone impatiently but Amaaya snatched it from her before keenly observed it.

She had never get any expensive gifts from anyone. She was from a middle class family and the only way to meet their two ends was her Mom's catering business.

"Ainu, who gave this?" Anjali's voice enquired.

She wore a slight smile, still her gaze on the phone. "Phone Breaker."

"What?"

She hmphed and smiled, looking heavenwards.

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