Kissing A Devil (Complete and Continuing In The Sequel)

Chapter 15

They sit silently as Sidharth drives. He wears sunglasses and looks hot in a blackish blue shirt and a black waistcoat. But Sana is not interested to see him. She is angry at him for the way he behaved with her and angry on herself for allowing him to kiss her. She stares outside the window, looking at the lush green fields and tall trees passing by as they move along the road.

Sidharth drives quietly but inside his mind is a battle going on. His mind is at war and to top that up is his nagging headache.

You're an idiot, do you know that..wait I have already told you this. You are really a big idiot. You could have taken that black coffee. But no..Gussa dikhana tha na.
That poor girl, you made her cry. She took care of you and you made her cry.
What? I made her cry? You asked me to. Remember? Stay away from her..And now you blame me?
Fine I told you. But you didn't have to be so rude. You could at least have that coffee. Sarr phat raha hai..why did you drink so much?
Shut up! Shut up mind..you are not helping but increasing my headache even more..
Then you should have at least had that coffee..

"Shut up!", he screams to silence the voices inside his head.
"I think you are still drunk. I am not talking and you are telling me to shut up. You shut up.", Sana says in a loud voice staring at him.

Sidharth turns his face towards her,"I was not talking to you."
"Acha? Iss gadi mein, mere alawa aur kon hai jise chup karwa rahe the?"
"No one. Now just keep quiet, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
"Mujhe bhi koi shauk nahi hai tumhare mun lagne ki. I mean tumse baat karne ki", she bites her tongue after saying that, turning her face towards the window.

Mun lagneki? Funny isn't it! Kuch time pehle hi tune usse mun lagta tha, I mean that kiss..uff..
Cheap..Shut up.
Brother, no matter how much you try to act up, we both know you loved it.
Shut up. You only were scolding me for that.
Because you wanted to hear that.
Shut up.

"Utro,", he says, stopping his car at the side of the road.
"Haye ab kya huaa? Are you planning to leave me here? I don't know how to return. My damn phone is also not working. Please don't leave me just anywhere. I will keep quiet, if that's what you want.", she starts requesting.
"Uff. Kitna bolti ho? I am not leaving you anywhere. I won't leave you just like that. There is a restaurant here. I need a.. I mean we had not eaten anything since last night. So, get down and have something.", he says calmly.

Sana looks outside to find a petrol pump. Adjacent to it are a few shops and a small quaint restaurant. She gets down and so does Sidharth. He touches his temples, in an attempt to stop the thumping, happening inside.

The restaurant is an ordinary one. There are some tables each with four chairs, a few paintings on the walls and a big glass window at one side through which the road is visible. As soon as they enter, a man in white shirt and blue trousers comes to them and asks, "Table for two sir?"
Sidharth nods his head and the man shows them the table near the window.
There are not many people inside. A young couple sat in one corner sipping coke. Four young men sat at another corner blowing smoke from the cigarettes and eating some snacks. And two bikers in leather jackets, sunglasses and helmets on the table, laugh as they order their food.

Both sit down and the waiter arrives with the menu.
"Sir! Mam! Menu. Water, mineral or..", before he could complete the sentence, Sana interrupts, "Are you crazy? Do you know who he is? He will drink any other water, never. Only mineral water, chilled."
Sidharth gives her a stern look and she goes silent.

"One.. coffee.. Black.. "
Sana tries to suppress her laugh and gives an order of toasts, sandwiches, egg omelets and tea.
"Why are you smiling? Has somebody cracked any jokes here?", he asks irritated.
"No. How can anyone have the guts to crack jokes in front of the angry young man, Sidharth Raichand? I am just thinking of something. Don't worry it has nothing to do with you. "