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six

6. log kya kahenge? Maine logon se shaadi thodi na karni hai. (What will people say? But I'm not marrying them, so why should I care?)

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The moment her car was out of sight, I jumped and clicked my heels together in victory. The valet watching me startled and jumped back. With a sheepish smile, I bowed at him in apology, turning redder because who the fuck apologizes like that nowadays!? Monarchy ended long back. With my head ducked because I was too embarrassed to face him, I scampered out of the restaurant vicinity.

The walk towards the bus stop was a long one so I decided to phone Vikram and detail him the date results. I passed!

"Hello?"

"You sound bored. I'm offended."

He sighed. "I was working. Did your date end already?"

"Yes!" I beamed.

"That was fast. Did you guys just sit and eat?"

I frowned. "Yeah, how do you know?"

I heard a series of weird noises from the background and stopped walking. "Yo dude, you okay?"

"I- I-" he hissed. "God damnit, I fell back!"

I chuckled. "Did it hurt?"

"Of course it did," he growled. "Anyway, are you for real, man!?"

"What?" I resumed walking.

"You two didn't talk?"

"Not much." I shrugged.

"What?" He muttered in confusion. "And the last time you met?"

"We didn't speak a word to each other." I stopped after reaching the bus stop and took a seat on the empty bench.

"No way!" He gasped. "Please don't tell me you didn't talk to each other after that interrogation meeting!"

"We didn't."

"Do you text each other?"

"I don't even have her number," I mumbled. "Also, won't it be weird asking for her number already?"

"The fuck, man!? You asked her to marry you and you don't even have her number!?" He blew up like a fire-spitting monster.

I flinched. "Yeah, well, it worked out weirdly, I know. But the best part is, it worked! It's like a bug in the programme that ends up being the best feature later." I laughed.

"I can't believe you!" He chuckled harshly. "Where are you?"

"I'm at the bus stop."

"Which bus stop, dumbass?"

"Uh, it's in front of this huge Nexa Showroom," I answered. "Near the restaurant I had dinner with her. Retro Diners."

"Wait there, I'm coming to get you."

"You don't have to," I murmured. "My bus will be here in fifteen -"

"Stay put. I'm coming. And we're discussing this over beer." He instructed before hanging up.

I pulled the phone away, staring at the screen that turned black a second later. My brows furrowed together. For some reason, he sounded furious. I didn't understand why he was so winded up about me not having her number. I mean, I did not think it to be an issue. She's willing to share her life with me, her phone number is no big deal. I'll get it in my phone book one day.

With a shrug, I shoved it in my pocket and let my bus, when it came, miss willingly. It was empty though. I could have got a window seat. Tch, what a missed opportunity. It's rare to catch an almost empty bus during night hours.