Some minutes later Deb entered the room with a trouser and shirt after glancing towards the sleepy human she kept the clothes on the bed's corner and said quietly "Itni jaldi kese so gayi?"
"Jaag rahi hu" Ayeza said a bit heavily.
She got startled for a while after hearing her. "Haan to utho or ye kapde change kar lo" Ayeza got up and leaned towards the clothes which were placed near her right foot. "Mujhse t-shirt nahi pehni jayegi" Ayeza held the t-shirt in front of Deb's face while showing her as she was still sleepy.
"Haan to mai pehna dungi shirt utaro apni or agar ek martaba bhi kaha ke 'nahi mai khud kar lungi' to tumhe aise hi choudh kar chali jaungi" Deb cleared it to her as she tried to mimicked her. The poet fell on the bed again as she yawned sleepily.
"Kaha fas gayi mai!" Deb muttered slowly as she started to get frustrated.
She moved her feet towards the poet's direction, after reaching her she made her get up a bit. A sudden change in her laying position made the poet a little awake. Deb asked her to open up her shirt's buttons so she could help her wearing the t-shirt.
The poet sighed disbelievingly and started to open her shirt's buttons. Deb unfolded the t-shirt and waited for the poet to remove her shirt. Ayeza remembered something suddenly as she tried to close her shirt's buttons again. Deb held her hand angrily while stopping her from doing it. "Ab konsi dikkat hogayi hai tumhe? Ek minute ke andar hi tumhe shirt pehna deni hai maine or t..." Deb's sentence got cutted off as Ayeza nervously said "maine shirt ke neeche kuch nahi pehna hai or aise saamne khade hue ho to.."
"To? Maine sirf shirt pehnani hai or chale jaana hai kamre se bahir isma itna sochne wali konsi baat hai?" Deb said as she loosened up her grip on her hands.
Ayeza mumbled something as her eyes started to get drippy. Deb held her from her shoulders so she wouldn't fall on the bed again. "Kya karu mai is ka"
She closed her eyes and removed her shirt from her shoulders, as the shirt got draped over the poet's waist, she pulled her in for a sudden embrace. A sudden hug from her, it took her a whole minute to realize that she wasn't dressed up. After detangling Ayeza's arms from her neck she made her wear the shirt.
She walked outside the room after witnessing a disastrous situation for herself.
"Acha hai light band thi" She whispered while entering the kitchen and grabbed a bowl from the shelf, filled it up with the luke warm soup and put the utensils on the side of the tray. After filling a glass with normal temperature water she placed it on the tray.
A slight shake brought the poet back to earth as she was still seated in her previous position, after looking at the tray that was placed on her lap she looked upwards towards Deb and negatively shook her head. Deb signaled her to finish it up but the poet still turned her head left and right.
"Ye khatam karo abhi ke abhi"
"Mujhe nahi pasand hai"
"Mujhe bhi pareshan karne wale log nahi pasand hai"
"Maine nahi peena hai"
"Ek martaba fir se kaho zara"
Ayeza shook her head again maybe not finding enough courage for words.
"Mai medicine le kar arahi hu or mere yaha aane se pehle ye soup khatam ho jana chahye" Deb closed the door after saying it.
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After ten minutes Deb opened the door as she watched the poet sleeping again, she took a glance at the bowl and smiled a little.
"Utho or dawai kha lo" She gave her the medicines and after making sure that everything was done completely, she went outside the room with the tray in her hands.
As she entered the kitchen her mother's and Aliya's back came into her view she kept the tray inside the sink and quietly stood beside the fox. Aliya was laughing loudly as she was chatting about her Dakshineshwar temple incident.
Deb cleared her throat which grabbed the bear's attention.
She turned around swiftly and Deb gave her a 'you'll be dead' look. After giving her a nervous smile, she asked maa to help her but after getting no sign of help from there she spotted Vrat who was leaning beside the kitchen wall while the bike keys were spinning around his index finger.
He threw them towards Deb's direction and she caught it "Bike repair karwa di udte kabutar ne?" Aliya tried to convert their attention to the other side.
"Haan bike to repair ho gayi ab tumhari baari hai" Deb said and asked Vrat to get her a stick.
"Ye kis liye?" Aliya's question brought a little smile on Vrat's face. "Ye tumhare liye" It took her only a second to realize that she is in a dangerous situation so she sneakily went past the angry bird. Vrat shrugged his shoulders in dismissal as he caught her. "Bhago na lomdi ruk Kyu gayi" Deb said while rotating the stick in air.
"Mere paas ek idea hai kyu na hum ek deal kar lete hai?" Aliya suggested as she found the only way to save herself from the angry birds wrath.
"Kaho" Deb asked her to continue.
"Mai sit ups kar leti hu, jitne bhi kaho" Vrat tapped her head as she looked upwards a little.
"Fas jao gi ghalat insaan se deal kar rahi ho lomdi" Vrat whispered while staring at her eyes.
"Acha? Ye stick tumne hi laa kar di na?Bohat fikar ho rahi hai na tumhe? Aadhe sit ups tum kar lena isi khushi ma" Bear mumbled angrily and hitted her elbow on his stomach.
"100"
"Kya?"
"100 situps karo ge tum dono, wo bhi alag alag" Deb walked past them while gesturing them to follow her outside.
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Rabbit & Mouse (Deb & Ayeza)
RomanceAb yaha tak agaye ho to story bhi padh lo disappoint nahi hone denge. A crazy, chaotic and romantic Love story of khargosh and chuhiya.
