You own my heart ( short story series)

Part 4

we never realize how
Frozen we are until
Someone starts to
Melt our ice
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As Anirudh was going through some files and waiting for bondita, a call interrupted him. He picked up the telephone from the table and answered as the person ahead, asked for him.
Person: "Anirudh sir?"
Anirudh frowns as to why would someone call him this late: "yes?"
Person: sir I'm colleg's security incharge. Just checked for cammera foutage. Sir a boy was found to go through your class's register. He waited for sometime but I think no one came there so he just checked for something and left. I thought to inform you as it was your class's information register.
It took no time for Anirudh to understand who it was.: hmm, I'll handle it. Thanks your informing.
Person: my pleasure sir. Have a good night.
Anirudh: You too.
And he cuts the call. As anirudh keeps the telephone to its place, bondita enters the study. She was scared and the frowns on his face was increasing her fear. It clearly told her that something has happened which worsened his mood.
"Sir? Kuch hua hai kya? (Has something happened)" she asked meekly. Anirudh scoffed, "oh ,no no baby. Nothing much. Let me tell you what has happened ,then let me see ,how much good or bad crime it is for you. No? It would be much better." Anirudh tells everything to her, what the incharge told her. By the sarcasm in Anirudh's voice, bondita too guessed who it would have been. But she can't say anything. What can she say. She too didn't expected Aman to do anything like this. No matter how much necessary it would have been but it is not good. "no answer? Thought so"

Both were still at their places in complete silence, the only sound to be heard was the sudden ringing of the telephone, kept on desk . Anirudh literally ordered her to pick up the call while still sitting on the chair and rubbing his forehead in frustration. "Call uthao bondita (pick up the call bondita)" She was quiet confused as to, why would he want her to pick up the call. But again, she cant deny him and that too naw. The situation is not too appropriate for that. "Ji" and saying this, she picks up the telephone with her shaking hands . "Hello" And suddenly, her stomach dropped at the known voice. Anirudh clearly knew who it was but he want her to admit it. "who would call at this time of night? Who is it bondita" His  tone was dark and deep sending chills throughout her body.
"Hello?" She answered, not bothering to look at Anirudh who had turned his body to look at her, leaning his body against the table as he eyed her body curiously.

"Bondita? Deekh mujhe pta hai bohot late ho gya hai . Mujhe abhi tujhe call nhi karna chaiye tha .Tu ye bhi soch rhi hogi ke mujhe tere ghar ka number kaha se mila. Vo tere form se liya mainay. Jaanta hu bina puche liya ,sahi nhi tha par deekh na. Ye project ka soch soch ke mujhe neend bhi nhi aa rhi thi. Mujhe lag tu padhai kar rhi hogi to kar liya call .sahi kiya na?
(See! I know it's very late. I shoudn't have called you this late. And you must be thinking ,how I got your number, but I got it from your form, so I could call. I know I shoudn't have got it without your permission. But this project work has totally snatched my sleep. I thought you must be studying, so I called. I did the right thing ,right? " )
Bondita was hearing his words but all she could focus on was Anirudh's eyes. Which were staring at her as a prey. Bondita heavily signed and answered.

"Kya madat chaiye aapko Aman ji? (What help do you want Aman ji?)" Her palms were swetting imagined the fury that must be burning inside Anirudh right now, without even looking at him she could sense how tense he had suddenly became. "Project me help kar de na please. (Please help me with the project)" Aman pleaded bondita and she can hear his stress through the call .she can't just deny. It would sound so rude.

"Par Hume to mana kiya tha na ,ek dusre ki help karne ke liye .Agar sir ko pta chal gya to? (But we were restricted to help each other. What if somehow sir get to know about it?)." She explained, nervously chewing her lower lip as she felt Anirudh's presence creep up behind her, his strong arms snaking round her waist as his toned chest moulded perfectly against her back, his chin resting on her free shoulder. "Hmm. Look, who called. Your bestest friend sweetheart. But why are you so quiet. Is it because I'm listerning?" He whispered near her ears.