HIS MAID

PART 2

SAMEER'S POV:
Hitting the sun, I put my sun glasses and breathe feeling alive again.

Followed by Munna and Pandit, we got into the car from the airport and headed to the mansion.

After 30 minutes we arrived, the guards opened the gate and the driver parked the car near the entry so I can see all my people standing and waiting for us.

I greeted and shook my hands with the guards and the security team. It is very important to know every person working for me, and treat them with respect. Just a smile and few words. I wanted to be feared definitely, but more than that, I want to be respected. My father told me that success comes with respect,one of his rare advice that I kept from him.

Miss bela welcomed me and embraced me! We greeted each other. She was like a mother to me, infact my second mother. Ever since I lost my mother, she was the one who took care of me and treated me like her own son. She also took care of my brother and sister as they were very small that time. For that, I would be always grateful to her❤️.

I went past miss bela and greeted swati too along with the other maids. While I was talking to Swati, I looked at NAINA, the same little girl. She hasn't changed even a bit in this 3 years also. Still the shy one, bending her head as I looked at her without being seen.
Passing in front of her, she raised her face,so with a glimpse , I saw her red cheek and her beautiful and amazing eyes.
Wait! What? Beautiful and amazing eyes? What I am saying?Like why should I even care for her beauty? She is just a maid! I just gave her a slight head sign.

I know that I am having a effect over her since childhood. I know she has some feelings for me but I don't give a shit about that. Love is not for me, even less with a maid. She is just a maid and nothing else. My maid.

NAINA'S POV:
I retired quickly before someone notices my tears. I don't want my self to be more embarrassed.

I went to the bathroom in the maids quarter and turned the tap on and splashed water on my face vigorously, to hide the stains of my pain. I looked at the mirror and smiled and tried to regain a suitable appearence. But all in vain. My tears started to fall again and I found myself unable to restrain them because all I can do and need  now is crying for evacuating my frustration.

My the hell he do this always to me? Does he doesn't even care whether I live or not? He greeted everybody other than me. Atleast he could give me some respect even , if he can't give me love! My inner voice said.

My respite was short. I heard bela chachi calling " Naina! Kaha gayi? Aake khana padaush(serve) deh! Sameer, munna, pandit bas aate hi honge niche khana khane ke liye!".

"Ji aayi" I answered her with what my broken voice would allow. I calmed my self again and took a deep breath and went towards the kitchen.

Swati was already at work, preparing the dishes to place them on table. I joined her. When she saw me , she stopped and looked at me for a moment, before returning back to her task without speaking a word.

I know that she realised that I was crying but she chose not to ask and I am really grateful for that as I wasn't in a mood to explain anything. I know she understood the reason behind my tears.

" Kaha thi tu Naina, hume toh...." Bela chachi didn't finish her sentence when her eyes feel on me. "Naina, beta sab thik hai?" She asked concerened.

"Ha chachiji! Sab thik hi toh hai, kyu?" I smiled at her and said.

"Beta aisa kyu lag raha hai ki tu roh rahi thi?" She asked again.

"Main Roh rahi thi? Nhi toh! Aankhon mein bas thodi dhul chali gayi thi, wahi saaf karte karte paani aagaya shayad!"