The crowned CEO

35. Mr. CEO Of Love

Vikram arrived at the village in Andhra Pradesh with a location tracker. There may have been a total of fifteen cottages in that village. The area looked like a completely dry desert. The women ij the village looked thin and weak but the men nurtured their bodies like wrestlers.

The location tracker shows the signal infront of the cottage house, Vikram narrowed his eyes as if what Ahana was doing in this cottage and his legs automatically walked towards that house.

Meanwhile, Vikram saw Ahana coming out of the hut and she stopped for a moment. Their eyes shared the silent language and suddenly walked fast, lifting the jug from outside as if she didn't know anyone.

The moment he saw Ahana, his lips smiled and stared longingly at the silent language her eyes spoke. He didn't fail to notice the sudden tension on the face of Ahana as she tried to walk away from him. She dressed casual salwar suit.

Vikram was confused and he walked behind following her, thinking, "Ahana has the nature to say straight to the face if she doesn't like but she didn't even open her mouth. Her eyes communicated many feelings. I also thought that someone might have kidnapped her but here seems to have no chance of it! I don't understand anything? What is Ahana doing here? Where are Ahana's mother and sister?"
He didn't try to follow her due to the sudden confusion in his mind. He stood looking at her.

Ahana reached the big well and struggled to get the water through the pully. When she moved her eyes from time to time confirming no one noticed her, Vikram understood her silent language and stood there.

Ahana closed her eyes when she saw Vikram not following her and let out a sigh of relief. Then, without a moment delay, she carried the jug of water and walked briskly. Vikram was leaning against the dry tree. He remained blank looking at her. He was like a tiger lurking with a little patience in this matter. He kept his eyes on her until she entered the house.

The shirtless men crossed Vikram looked him like a model, a woman about sixty five years old came nearer to him. She started raising question looking at the ground.

"I didn't see you here at any time. What were you doing here? I noticed that you are staring at the woman in the house, what do you want her to do?" The old lady asked Vikram who wasn't expecting this question at all, thinking 'Grandma is okay! She guessed rightly'

"I'm out of town, Grandma. That woman is my my uncle's daughter. I'm going to marry her" he said with a casual smile on his face after identifying the old lady. The old lady looked into his eyes and he find out Ahana who was talking to him in this get him but poor Ahana failed to recognize it.

"She's beautiful in this disguise too. Are you trying to play with me?" Vikram thought in his mind. He hide his smile inside.

"Really? Did you come here to have love glance with your uncle's daughter? Brother... it's not okay to stand here and watch like this. So come with me I'll show you the right place" Vikram changed the tone of his voice slightly and could not suppress a laugh though he laughed to himself. Ahana simply believed that Vikram trust her disguise.

"No love glance, Grandma. Don't tell her, If she came to know then she would kill me. You don't know about her Do you know how perfect arrogant person she is?" He noticed the change in Ahana's face as he walked.

"Oh... but she seems to be good girl" said Ahana in cracked voice.

"Grandma, don't believe that all white liquid is milk" he said, slightly pursing his lips.

"Hmm ... that's right. You told that you were going to marry her, was that true?"

"Grandma, why did you care her so much? Marriage? No... No way! I just told you for fun, Grandma" he said. They reached the dilapidated hall, it was unused for many years so now it was the place of dust, debris and spider webs.