Her Helpmate

23. Will you stop calling me Mr. Chauhan?

Happy new year to everyone!

"Come on, Saira! Just keep walking," I encouraged myself and continued ambling alone on the streets of Dehradun–finding my way to the train station. But where should I go? If I go to Rishikesh, my father and my so-called fiance will come to know about it. 

A voice of a bike horn from behind halted my thoughts. I covered my head with the cap of the black sweatshirt I wore and ambled. I ambled along the way, on which the public of Dehradun was directing me on questioning, "Where is the train station?" It's crazy, isn't it? I was born and grew up in Dehradun, yet I have no idea about the most commonly used transport system location. 

I sighed mentally. My father engulfed my independence since my childhood. From school to the mansion, and vice versa was my only world. I usually go by car, if I want to visit my grandparents. Other than them, I had no one or nowhere to go. 

If anyone is wondering what I am doing alone at five in the evening on Dehradun's lively road. Then it's good news, I ran away from the mansion. 

Well, it was not easy. Since I woke up this morning, I plotted multiple plans to escape from the wedding. Only to run away, sounded the best of all. So, I mixed two slipping pills in my engagement Ladoos and offered them to my two mountainous bodyguards. The same one who restricted my exit from the room. It took only a couple of minutes for them to land with a thud on the floor. As there was no one in the mansion, I packed my bag with all my diamond necklace, cash, and a pair of dresses and just slipped out of my mansion.

"Yuppie! How good can the independence be?" I inhaled the free air, covering my head with my sweatshirt cap.

Though I left everything in my room, I couldn't leave my engagement ring. What if I never meet Shaurya again? This will be the only remark of his for me. Will I be happy if he finds me out?

I peck the diamond of the ring and brought my finger near my heart. Let him be rich, he will be my true love, forever!

I lift my head and something caught my eye. Tandoori momos. It took a span of seconds for saliva to accumulate in my mouth. I wasted no second and sprang towards that. 

"One plate of tandoori momos, please!" I placed my order with excitement. I smiled continuously when he was mixing the momos in the tandoori sauce. Soon those pieces are gonna be in my mouth. When the stall owner served me the plate of momos I asked the cost, "How much does this cost?"

"One eighty bucks!" He replied.

Before I take the money, someone forwarded two hundred bucks from behind. I turned around and everything got smashed in just a second. 

Lubb...Dubb.

Lubb. Dubb.

Lubb.Dubb. Lubb.Dubb. Lubb.Dubb. Slowly and deliberately my heart rate increased watching Minaret, standing behind me like my pillar.

This is impossible. I even left my mobile so that Minaret shouldn't know that I ran away. Did he fit a tracker in my body?

I looked at him. He looked at me. He was neither happy nor angry. He looked annoyed at an extreme level. And the way he quirked his lips, my goodness...those plumps, why is he so hot?

Only two words came from that as sweet as a chocolate mousse mouth, "Can we?"

I wobble my head avoiding him. I picked one momo and dropped it in my mouth. I moaned and ignored him, which annoyed him further.

"Saira!"

I stomped my leg and walked forward. "Not over there!" He commanded, held my elbow, and walked me to another side of the road, where a Range Rover in golden was parked at the curb.