WILL YOU DO ME A FAVOUR

36. WAY OF SHOWING LOVE THROUGH CARE

Third person point of view

"Where's Abir sir?" A man with a brown hat asked Mishti as she quickly climbed the stairs to enter the factory.

"He's on leave today." She answered, not paying proper attention to the man.

"But he said he'll be here by five in the morning."

"I, um," she had to swallow back a chuckle and force herself to keep a straight face as she continued, "He sent me instead of him. I'm his wife." She just informed if he didn't know.

"My bad. Sorry ma'am I wasn't able to identify you." He apologized.

She knew while she had fully covered her face with a shawl no one could and just shrugged off.

"That's fine. I'll just check on the roof work. Ask them to start working and be quick. I have got no time to waste."

Yes, in a few hours she should start her wife's duty too.

Mishti went inside a small tent and decided to look into the elevation of the factory. It was exactly reconstructed fine but there was an not so needed wine storage. She prepared her mind to draw a new plan for the basement. Not entirely changing everything but just here and there, she decided to change.

While she was completely focused on her work, her phone rang and she picked up knowing it was from Ryan.

"Tell me, stupid brother who came as a pain with my marriage." She said, to his surprise, he didn't expect such lovely greetings from her.

"Whole Paris is buzzing about your husband and you, Hissy-sissy."

She didn't understand, she didn't know what they did as a couple for the whole Paris to go with their names.

"Brief it?" She asked.

"You really don't have the habit of reading L'express?"

Mishti inhaled a deep breath, "Sent me a picture of that news. I can't search in India for a Paris magazine while I'm between work." She growled, lifting her pencil again.

"Valid point."

Ryan sent the picture while she was still on the call with him and changing the wine storage to finished goods storage.

"See and tell how wonderful it is...." Ryan's dragging said it all to her.

The picture was nothing more than her sleeping on Abir's lap and him kissing her while still attending the conference. The photographer behind that picture was Ryan who had to publish it too.

Beneath the picture the words were too awesome.

COUPLE LE PLUS COUP DE PARIS QUI FAIT QUE TOUT LE MONDE LES ADORE.

She couldn't stop her cheeks from turning red. She just hoped there wasn't another news in India on them stating, 'Wife tied her husband to bed and took over his work' And the nation wants to know what was her big motive behind this.

"I'll get back to you later, Ryan." She said, looking at the manager come in search of her.

"Ma'am, if you could just come and check."

"Yeah! That sounds good." She gave a quick smile.

"Shall I send you some workers to assist you?"

"Sure. Please."

Mishti climbed the stairs carrying her water bottle and phone after clicking a picture of her basement design.

She looked into everything from the painting to the laying of hard rocks. She understood it would be suitable for heavy machines to run.