❤︎丂ꪖᥴ𝘳ꫀᦔ ㄥꪮꪜꫀ|Rishabh Pant|Shreyas Iyer|MahiRohiRat|

●CHAPTER 5~

Devangini quietly served breakfast to Shreyas and he asked,"kya baat hain? Itni chup kiyu hain pichle ek doh din se?"

"Aise hi Bhaiya. School mein tests chal raha hain na, toh wahi sab copies checking wagera uska deadline, yahi sab ka tension hain,"Devangini lied. She couldn't tell him about the texts that Rishabh had sent her the previous night from two different numbers simultaneously as she had blocked the first one.

"God knows where did he manage my number from?"Devangini thought while Shreyas said,"tension matt liya kar itna. Ho jayega sab. Tu aramse kar legi."

"Ofcourse he can manage easily. Aise criminal log kuch bhi kar sakte hain. Ek number manage karna kaunsi badi baat hain inke liye? Naam bhi toh criminal jaisa hi hain. Shera!"Devangini went on thinking.

"Devi!"

"Haan? Kuch kaha aapne Bhaiya?"

"Offh ho! Kis dhyan mein hain tu? Chal baith. Nashta karle, main school drop kar deta hoon tujhe."

"Bhaiya! Aaj Sunday hain. Chor gunde pakadne ke chakkar mein yeh bhi bhul gaye?"Devangini said.

"Areh haan. Accha sahi hi hain. Ghar pe reheke apne copies checking wagera khatam karle aramse. Main nikalta hoon. Nashta kar le thik se. Le omelette le ek aur,"Shreyas said and kept another omelette on her plate.

"Bhaiya aur nahi khaaya jayega mujhse,"she protested.

"Kha le meri bacchi. Thik se khayegi nahi toh takat kaha se ayegi? Chal kha lena, main chalta hoon. Bye,"Shreyas said while patting on her head and she gave a nod and waved at him.

Soon after he left, her phone rang showcasing an unknown number and she picked it up as the parents of her school's students often called her due to academic reasons.

"Hello!"she said over the phone.

"Happy Sunday, meri pyaari Anarkali!"Rishabh said while lying back on his bed and she choked on her omelette as she had taken a bite.

"Arey re re! Paani pi le jaldi se,"Rishabh said sitting up immediately while she drank water and he added,"kya socha tha tuney? Maine apne number se text kiya tha tujhe? Ghanta! Pata tha mujhe tu block kar degi. Isiliye phele Prithvi ki phone se aur phir Shardul ke phone se text kiya tha. Yeh raha mera number. Aur kharbardar jo block kiya toh. Number bhi dusre hain apne paas, aur tujhse contact karne ke tarike bhi."

"Tum...tum kiyu mujhe baarbaar pareshaan kar rahe ho aise?"Devangini asked.

"Isey pareshaan karna thodei kehete hain! Khair, jo main bol raha tha. Teendin se dikhi nahi tu thik se. Shaam ko nikalti kiyu nahi hain pehele jaisa? Aur tere aaspaas guards kiyu ghumte hain abb? Yeh sab shaanapan Shera ke saath matt kariyo, bohot bura hoga nahi toh,"Rishabh said in a serious tone.

"Dekho! Mujhe koi interest nahi hain tum mein. Please mera picha karna chhor doh,"Devangini pleaded.

"Ajayega interest. Date toh kar pehele mujhe. Tu jitna boora sochti hain utna bhi boora nahi hoon main. Accha sunn, tere Mumbai waali ghar ki address deh diyo. Rishta bhijwana hain tere liye apna, saas sasur ke waha,"Rishabh said casually and Devangini disconnected the call at once.

"Phone kaatne ki galti dobara matt karna Anarkali. Tujhpe dil aaya hain Shera ka matlab yeh nahi hain ki dil ke saath khilwaar karegi tu,"Rishabh's text pinged up on her phone's screen and she shoved away her plate in frustration and cried due to the situation she was in.

"Kya karu? Bata doon Bhaiya ko uss Shera ke baarein mein? Parr agar Bhaiya par attack kiya uskey gang ne?"she thought, not being able to understand what she should do as she had never been in such a situation before.