Hi lovies.
It's been so long. I can only cry my eyes out- my schedule is keeping me locked. But I promise I'll make it up to you.
This long unwanted break got me this way.

I believe you guys doing fine. I really hope so. Have a good health, take care of yourself and your loved ones.

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'You had me the moment you shared your sky with me'

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Manzar’s POV

Believe it or not, looking back at the time it feels I was such a fool back then.

It is like when you are mad over an argument not ending the way you wanted and later realizing you were just making a fuss for no reason.

The hot head you are.

Thinking about it makes me smile; I was always the one jumping on conclusions- because that’s how I’ve always been.

I was always the one making stories so that a conclusion may fall into place.

I was going back to my sister’s, to face her wrath, most possibly.

Aditya, came to pick me up from the bus depot, though I can always hail a cab for crying out loud but people just love to spoil me. I am still a kid after-all.

There was this strange temperature inside the Audi Q7 my sisters ’ dearest husband owned, looking his hands gripping the steering wheel a little tight,  not meeting my eyes not even for a second, tells nothing but the anxiety of he is holding back in.
I was pretty much aware he is holding his curiosity in, because my sister must have warned him for so.

She has been like this for forever now.

The moment we reached home, Aditya with one hand carrying my huge travel bag knocked the door with the other. We waited for what seemed like hour before a voice from inside came,

“Just a second”
followed by her huff

The door clicked open and so does my loud heartbeats, I was literally feeling them in my throat.

My woman had her eyes running up and down on me, seeing I am still in the same shape she looked at me properly then, meeting my eyes.

“You are not allowed in my house”

I blinked.

“Seher…”

“Shut up, Aditya” she took his free hand and dragged him inside- he was still carrying my bag though, shutting the door on face not locking it still.

“Manzar come on in” Aditya called me inside a few seconds later

Seher again huffed, might be sitting back on her sofa now.

Me being me, I closed my eyes and stood at the doorway, staring at the peek-hole.

What should I do? Was the only question running in my mind.

“Di, I am sorry.” I said silently but clear enough for her ears to receive

I waited.

Waited again.

Then heard a huff again followed by some grumbling. But never got to hear her footsteps.

The door flung open and she came in to my view, eyes on fire and hand ready to slap me, but the slap never came,

“ Never ever do that again. Clear.”
She said with her hand, which was launched to slap me still in air.

The silent walker. Weird woman.

Okay I really should not be cursing her, she is angry at me.

I nodded.
“sorry”

Just then I received it.
The slap.

“This is for apologizing late.”
She said now rubbing the impact of slap on my cheek.
Let me tell you one thing, the slap wasn’t painful at all.

“I love you”
I hugged her with all I had. Ignoring the still big belly she sport.

She still won. Like she always does.

The evening just like that spent by us catching up, she had her last check up last week and her due date by 3 weeks from now, 20th of November.

And I filled them up about what happened in Kasol.

Hey! Is it me or it actually sound like-What happened in Vegas?

Well we did somet... No! Not going down that road.

Seher and Aditya told me about them inviting our parents home for dinner. We are having a family time today. Yey!

Not.

Mom always nags me about me keep burying my nose in the books.

And god how can I forget- I am in love!

*dreamy sigh

Rudra.
.
.
.

Been more than 10 hours of me home, not a single message I just realized. Is it again going to be like the last time?

Why not you text him first? You have his number too.

The dominating female inside me started her rant of taking the initiative and before her going all hulk on me, I decided to text the ‘thief of my heart.’

You really sound cheesy Manzar.

Oh boy! I had it bad.

Looking at the cuddling couple to right, instead of feeling annoyed this time I was jealous. Seher, had her feet on her husbands’ lap, the poor soul was massaging the swelling.

And here I was worried about me having it bad. Oh dear Lord.

Patting my thighs twice to get their attention, I managed to stand up from the Beany-bag I was resting my ass on.

My expression was one of Mr. Donald Trump.

You get me? That lip pressing one?

Yeah!

“If you love birds excuse me, I have a lover of my own to text to. Hhhh...”
I said flipping my hair, making my way to the room I belong to. I heard them laugh loud on my comment.

“Ofcourse babe!”
I heard my sister

Grinning on my own I closed the door shut of my room.

Once inside the room my eyes rested on my phone kept beside the bed, plugged to the charger- having his own fill of energy.

Seems like I’m the only one who need my –love charger.

You get me?

Yeah? Yeah?

Forget it!

Life can be so amazing sometimes, if you actually know how to cherish the little moments you have. Believe me, the one who is stating is the most pessimistic person you will ever come across, I could be a pathetic excuse of a human being if you ask me.
I can crush the excitement people have anytime with just my looks.
I can even make you awkward if think of even breaking the ice with me the first time.

Now looking at the phone, I couldn’t hold myself

🎶' We haven’t talked all morning

Bang my head, bang my head against the wall

I’m scared, I’m falling

Losing all, losing all my control'🎶

I made my way to the bed flopped myself down, arms flat and heaved a huge sigh.

Grinning ear to ear

🎶'and I’m tired of talking

Feel myself saying the same old things

But this love’s important

Don’t wanna lose, don’t wanna lose you
this way

I,I,I,I,I,I,I,I,I'🎶

“Fuck!”

“13 missed calls and 20 messages.”

🎶'Feel like we are about to break-up'🎶

“We haven’t even started yet. For crying out loud.” I whined

Without even looking at the calls like, I went straight to my message icon.

The love of my life texted me-

Home yet?

Yes.

How is Seher? Still angry?

Was. Now fine. I guess.

Let me ask you straight how many slaps?

Shut up. Just one okay. It wasn’t even that hard.

Hey!

Hi.         *dreamy Hi

Why aren’t you replying? Even I called you twice.

Really! Oops.

Okay Manzar you are making me worried I’ve called you 5 times now. call asap as soon as you see these messages.

There were a series of few more messages from him, smiling like a creep I went straight to the reply section and just texted –
I love the way you are worried about me.♥️

I got the reply within 30 seconds of waiting

‘So that was on purpose! I do not like that.’

Sticking my tongue out I relied –  No it wasn’t. I got a little occupied, you know Adi and Seher.

‘I know them. That’s why I texted Seher about you. She just sent me a smiling emoji. I got the message loud and clear.’

Just like my sister.
I replied –  so she’s pissed at you too. You home? How is everybody?

‘Explains.
Yes a long time ago
All cool, everybody is busy with their work, they have a family function coming. And I'll be joining work from tomorrow onwards.’

“Manzar! I need your help.”
Came Seher’s word from outside

I texted, Rudra- 
got to go. The huntsman’s calling. Invited parents over for dinner. Urgh

‘ Haha… All the best. And Manzar?’

I texted scrunching my eyebrows-  Yo?

‘I love you’

I grinned but did not reply back. I guess I can play tease well.

“Coming Didi”

My phone pinged again, knowing what the message is about, I laughed and left the room.

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I hope you liked it.
Ankita 🦋

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