They reached the close-by juice center, and Sameer politely asked her - "Kuch peeyogi tum? Garmi bahut hai."
"Haan, ganne ka juice pee leti hoon...tum kya pee rahe ho?" Naina said with a sweet smile.
"Yeah, same." He replied normally.
"Uncle, 2 ganne ka juice," Sameer told the vendor with a straight face.
"Yeh dupatta toh nikalo...peeyogi kaise?" He suggested while pointing at the printed scarf that didn't allow him to admire her.
"Haan nikal rahi hoon." Naina gently unwrapped the chiffon dupatta and put it over her feminine chest.
"Wonderful," Sameer commented, as he stared at her facial features with serenity.
"Hmm? Kuch kaha tumne?" She asked him confusingly, and He shook his head.
The vendor handed over them two delicate glasses of chilled sugarcane juice, and Naina felt heaven when the liquid passed through her parched throat, swiftly activating her dead cells. She quickly gulped down the sweet beverage, and Sameer was staring at her plumpy lips that got moistened because of the gooiest liquid formed on her lower lip. He ached to caress them and kiss them lovingly, but he forgot that she was just his FRIEND according to her. He shouldn't let any vile thoughts overpower his brain...He exhaled and finished the drink, keeping down the empty glass on the wooden cart.
"Ab jake jaan me jaan aayi," Naina said pleasantly.
"Garmi me jitna ho sake utna liquid peena chahiye hai, aur fruits me bhi watermelon, muskmelon, jisme zyada pani ki quantity ho woh khana chahiye hai but of course limit me." Sameer informed the pretty-girl while taking out his wallet from the back side, and this time She held his hand, saying - "Main de dungi."
"Kyun?" He raised his brow in puzzlement.
"Tumne rickshaw ke diye na, ab juice ke main de dungi," Naina said with a warm smile, and quickly unzipped her purse, rummaging through the layers where she had put plenty of coins.
She gave fresh twenty-rupee currency notes to the juice vendor, and Sameer was surprised for a moment.
"Oh, you believe in 50/50?" He asked her amusingly.
"Yes, why should only boys pay the bills?" She replied to him with a lopsided smile.
"Nice, I liked your thoughts," Sameer exclaimed impressively.
"Thanks!" Naina said with a cute smile.
"So, ab kaha? Marine Drive?" He asked her normally, and She nodded, saying - "I hope train me koi mujhe pakad na le."
"Chill, use your Ninja technique, dupatta se face cover kar lena, no one will recognize you," Sameer assured her in a soft voice, and Naina nodded, having faith in this man that he wouldn't let any harm come to her.
They ambled on the streets while talking about random things, and soon they arrived at the Station...Sameer walked straight to the ticket counter, standing in a bearable queue. Naina was waiting for the Rude-Man to come on the Dadar Platform and decided to wrap the dupatta on her face till the time he came. She carefully took out the piece of cloth from the handbag and started to enfold it over her gleaming skin. She saw Sameer coming toward her with two white tickets in his hand which he waggled in front of her, and Naina chortled after tying the scarf successfully.
"Train kab aayegi?" Naina asked him solemnly.
"Abhi Bandra pe hogi...it'll be here in a jiffy," Sameer informed her while looking into his phone casually.
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