𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑸 𝑺𝑯𝑼𝑭𝑰𝒀𝑨𝑵𝑨

𝐻𝑖𝑠 𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠

" Nahiiii "
Nisha's scream echoed throughout the house, stopping everyone in their tracks.

" Meri period aagayi "
She said this while pretending to cry.

[ I understand Behen ]

"Yaar not today, we have so many schedules, and I was planning to wear my favorite white kurta."
She said as she washed her face and went about her morning routine.

She got ready, not in the mood to do anything. I swear she wanted to punch everyone who came her way today. Her cheerful Chul bhul expression was annoyed and irritated today. Having ups and down moods. She carried her bag and left without even eating breakfast.

" dekh ke Chala na Pagal "
She yelled at the guy who nearly ran into her Scooty. She was about to throw hands.

📖

" good morning Nisha "
Nisha waved her hands Bored and Leaned on desk. Pam looked at her and leaned against the desk as well.

" Kya hua Tera mukh Kyu uttra hai "
Pam said this while looking at Nisha. Nisha glared at her before sitting next to her.

"I got my period, man. I hate it so much, but if it does not come on time, I get worried."
Nisha said, taking chocolate from her pocket.

" I know right Mera Bhi abhi Kal hua "
Nisha looked at Pam and Hi-Fi.

"What type of Bluetooth connection is this?"
Nisha mumbled as she rested her head on the desk.

" Ohh I guess Mr. Roy aagaye "
Nisha looked around and saw Zayn, who had entered the building with his guards around him and was centered. Nisha rested her face on her palm, admiring Zayn, who was looking extremely hot. Not only was she looking at him, but so were all of the other girls.

" Miss Nisha "
Nisha simply hummed, her gaze fixed on Zayn, who stood in front of her.

" NISHA "
He snapped his finger in front of her, and she awoke from her lalaland. She gave Akward smiled at Zayn, who was watching her closely.

" Chale ? "
Nisha nodded and gathered files as she followed him, noting how tall he appeared next to her. She smiled as she looked at the height difference.

" Ajj ka schedule Kya hai ? "
Zayn inquired as they made their way to the elevator.

" appko dekhna "
Nisha mumbled, and smirked.

" Huh Ajj apko Mr. Sharma Ke Yaha meeting mein Jana hai orr fhir construction site par Thoda Sa Kaam hai "
Nisha continued to inform him. He nodded and stepped into the elevator.

" Haye Meri Cramp "
Nisha tapped her feet, As her cramp got unbearable. She clutched piles of files tight. Tears formed in her eyes. Zayn did not notice because she was standing behind him, and he was on call.

" Margayi mein "
She bent slightly as her hands gripped her cloth.
Her grip on the files loosened, and they fell, spreading throughout the elevator. Zayn noticed that and turned around in a hurry to see Nisha crouched down hands on her stomach.

" I will call later "
He placed the phone in his pocket and knelt before her. He noticed her eyes welling up with tears.

"Nisha, what happened, are you okay? Let's go to the hospital."
Nisha grabbed his hands, while his other hand rested on her shoulder.

" Mr--- Mr. Roy I am fine, Mera Cram"
Zayn became more concerned as she sobbed.

" Nisha let's go to doctor, what happened? Are you on your period? Are you having cramps wait ok"
She nodded, He holds and caresses her hands. Her tears drop onto his hand. He looked at her concerned. He pulled out his phone and dialed the number.