My Strong Secretary (Riansh ff)

Chapter 5

Riddhima

I was gladly doing all the works I have to do before getting a day off for the date.

I am still squealing with excitement, I can not be any glad.

I have to just write this one file about Crystal Lake Pvt. Ltd. and about their open testimony.

Their requests and their shares, their investment and their probability.

When I was nearly done, I noticed the time, it was four past five. Ok, I was almost done, the matter was to print it and explain it to boss.

That should not be a big deal.

I walked down three floors and took a left turn.

The printing machine had a line, a long line. I was the fifth person standing now.

It was almost four thirty in the evening and I was still the fourth.

When my turn came, it was already six. I quickly scanned the papers and pressed the print button, then I clicked on the coloured button.

Then I clicked on the Count the pages button to count the number of papers required.

'180? No wonder I was exhausted after completing this document' I thought.

After printing all these papers, stacking was the next step, I walked the same floors up.

I quickly sprinted towards my cabinet, towards the left of the Big Door.

I stacked the papers one by one, which was, only God knows how many, time it took.

After I was done, I had the file jagged up near my arm and I was walking towards the Big Door.

I knocked on the door and I got a "Come in" as an answer.

I quickly, in excitement, opened the door.  I walked into his front and handed him the file.

It took me about an hour to explain all the works in the paper. The paperwork was done, it was his choice to say a yes or no, and then it was our job to carry on with the process.

"No, I am not interested in their offer and their investment" it was enough of an answer for me to know that this was going to the dustbin.

I nodded and asked "Since, all my work was done and my application for day off was accepted, am I allowed to leave now?" he listened to me.

And, I do not know why he seemed uncomfortable with the question I asked.

I still looked at him hopefully, his eyes held a weird combination of emotion, anger, hurt and something I quiet could not place in words.

In intense tension, he nodded, allowing me to do whatever I wanted to.

Anger and hurt? that seemed weird. I thought while packing my stuff.

Who cares now? I need to look damn gorgeous for the dinner cum date with my crush, my beautiful crush Kabir.

Ahh, thinking of it makes me blush. I just need to go home, get ready and come to the assigned place for the date.

Scrolling through my wardrobe, I was just exhausted on trying and choosing a dress, I just could not find that one perfect dress.

I finally settled with the grey floral printed white frock which reached till the end of my knees.

I did a little touch up, I did not want to look like a bit too much or too loud, so I settled for a plain look.

I blushed my cheeks with a light pink, applied a bit of mascara and eyeliner. I applied a baby pink lipstick and some light eyeshadow on.

I left my hair open, my hair had natural beach curls, so I was not fazed to do my hair.

I completed my look with a jasmine scented perfume.

I was done with my little makeover.

I walked till my destination, it was a twenty minutes walk.

I was almost there when I decided to check the time, it was fifteen minutes to past seven.

I decided to take a deep breath. I took a look at myself, it was ok.

I do not know how he will react, I sat down on the booked table. I waited patiently for him to appear.

He came exactly came at the time, five minutes early.

"Thought I would be the one early, guess I am not" he said taking his seat opposite of me, while scratching the back of his head.

He passed on a genuine smile which I returned with my own.

I was just drooling over his features more like checking him out.

"So, what would you like to have?" he asked out of the blue, catching me off guard.

"Uh... I am going to check the menu" I quickly took the menu hiding my face with it.

Attempting to hide my flustered, blushing face.

I found out one which I thought would be suitable for me.

"I guess Lasagne and Italian pasta" I stated from the menu.

We talked about work and load of it. We talked about what we liked and our college stuff.

It was time for goodbye, to sway off to home and to jump in bed, however I would never forget this night, ever.

It was a magical night that passed off too early.

We both walked out of the restaurant and stopped just before it, promising that we would stay in touch and meet often.

Ever if I needed someone he would be there in a call. He said that to me, fluttering my heart in a good way.

I blushed at his statement, he was too good to be my friend, maybe by time we would be a couple and then it would pass on until we got married and had kids.

I was staring at him and he did not even notice it. I pushed my hands forward, I needed a hug and he was the perfect.

I caught both his shoulders, drawing all his attention, he looked at me fazed.

He did not budge, because he did not understand.

I was ready to pull him in a bone crushing bear hug.

I wanted to, at least he will be ok with it.

I had his shoulders trapped in both of my hands and almost pulled him when I heard a yell.

"Ms. Riddhima!" A very loud scream, someone just screamed my name.

I snapped my head at the voice.

Looking at the person, my grip tightened unintentionally on Kabir's shoulders. I heard his body stiffen and kind of crushed.

"How dare you?!" I was speechless.

I almost forgot how strong I was. I was still looking at the owner of the voice.

And, when I looked at Kabir, I quickly released my grip on him "Are you ok?" I was worried as hell, he nodded too fazed to understand how could a grip tightening of a girl harm him.

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A/N: You are free to strangle me to death.