Rikara - FF - Book | ✓

FF #5 || Chapter 17, 18 , 19, 20

Chapter 17

Omkara wasn't surprised the next morning when Anika told him that Gauri had left early. In retrospect, he felt that he had gone a little too far. Who kisses a girl and then tells her she's a coward? His timing was messed up. But he wasn't wrong.

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Gauri had a plan sketched out in her mind. Avoid stupid Lambu Singh Oberoi. She had requested her cousin brother to send over some money so that she could buy a bike. After much reluctance he finally agreed, taking a promise from her to always wear a helmet and never ride fast. He had transferred the funds today. Luckily for Gauri, Tushaar's elder brother was selling his wife's two-wheeler. It was in good shape so she decided to buy it.

"Hey!" A voice came from behind her. She turned in her chair. "Yes?"

"Hi, I am Chirag. I am also an intern. Actually my college held final reviews going on last week so I couldn't join. I've spoken to Rohit Sir and Natasha Ma'am. She was sort of busy so she just asked me to meet the team sitting here. "Umm, are you Miss Gauri?"

"Yes. Hi, I am Gauri." Gauri smiled getting off the chair and on her feet. "And that's.." she turned yo Tushaar's chair, only to find it empty. "Okay, Tushaar isn't here. But he sits here."

"Right. So how are things going? And just fill me up on the work and project."

"Internship is going great so far." Gauri began and then started filling him with what designs they were working on. Tushaar joined in.

"Where were you?" Gauri asked.

"Washroom. Did I have to take your permission?" He teased and glanced at the charming man seated on the chair beside Gauri's. He smiled, and the man took the cue to introduce himself. "Hi, I am Chirag."

"Hi, Tushaar."

"He is the other intern. Remember Maam told us there was another intern who'd be joining a little late owing to college finals."

"Of course, I do." Tushaar smiled and then turned to him. "Nice meeting you."

"I was just filling him on the project we are assigned."

"Let's go to one of the meeting rooms?" Tushaar suggested Gauri agreed, grabbing her notebook and pen.

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Omkara was observing Gauri at the dining table. She hadn't even cared to glance at him. In the evening after work, he hadn't bothered calling her or texting her. Why should he be her tail? She had apparently bought a scooter for herself. From what he heard from Anika and his mother's conversation.

After dinner, Omkara went for a walk with his brothers. When he was returning, walking down the corridor he heard her voice as he neared the door to her room. He stopped by the wall listening. Great, he had now got the habit of eavesdropping. She was such a bad influence on him.

"Tushaar, just take care of yourself and sleep. I will finish the presentation." She said aloud.

"Sweetheart, don't make me feel useless. Tell me the topics I must cover on the slides." Came the voice from her phone's loud speaker. Oh, really, sweetheart? Something seemed to be brewing between them.

"Sweetheart, you sleep and recover. I have anyway finished most of it. I will mail you the presentation with a script. The script will tell you which slides you're going to talk about. Now good night Tushaar. I am ending the call."

Omkara peeped in. She was sitting on the floor with an A3 sheet stretched out before her. Alongside was her laptop. She was drawing something on the sheet. Her eyes focused on the nib of the pencil she held. Her body leaning forward. He couldn't help but run his eyes admiring her short but milky white legs. Then there were those hanging mounds. She must so consider wearing a bra at least until she hit the bed. Maybe she didn't like wearing one. He smiled stealthily passing by her room. Why did she have to be so alluring?