Diya - His Unexpected Angel ✅

CHAPTER - 32

Arun's POV:

When Diya was sleeping, wrapping her arms around my legs, I was just hearing songs in the earphone from my mobile, scrolling through every app in my mobile. I realised that if the internet is not available, there is no difference between the old model nokia mobiles and the latest 4G mobiles. I couldn't use any apps for time pass without the internet. It felt boring and I kept the mobile down and turned my eyes to Diya and I started to admire her face with a smile on my face. I can admire her for my whole life without getting bored.

She was sleeping soundly for about 6 to 7 hours. But, When it was about 4 o'clock in the morning, she opened her eyes slowly and woke up.

"Are you feeling better Diya?" I asked.

She sat up and said, "Yes. I am alright. The rain has stopped completely na. Shall we go to Gowtham's home?"

"Now?! It is still dark outside," I said. Though the rain has stopped, I wanted to spend time with her as much as I can. So I delayed going to Gowtham's home.

"But... But.. " She stammered.

"What but?!"

"I.. I need to go to the restroom," She said. She used the English word restroom.

"Restroom?! Is there any special room to take rest in Gowtham's home? Here also, You are taking rest only na" I asked, looking at her puzzled.

She let out an exasperated look. "I need to teach you English, it seems. Restroom means bathroom," She admitted, making me dumbstruck. I really didn't know that bathroom has another name called restroom. I wondered why they have given the name for the bathroom as a restroom. I wondered when the people started to take rest in the bathroom. But I couldn't say anything to Diya. I used the open space itself as a bathroom...sorry restroom, after Diya slept. But she didn't use the restroom from the previous afternoon. I can't tell her to use the open space like me.

"Oh, Okay" I sighed, standing up, and took our clothes which we hanged to make it dry. Still it was not dried. But I folded it and kept it in our bags, respectively. Diya stood up and folded my dhoti. Within five minutes, we were ready to move out.

"I will carry my bag, Arun. Give me," She asked.

"No.. It's cold outside and the path is also hilly. You will be tired. I will carry the bags. If you want, you can carry my guitar," I said.

"Hmm okay," She pouted and got the guitar bag.

We moved out of the hut. It was disheartening to go out of the hut which gave me memories. I turned back to see the most beautiful house I knew. Diya too turned back to see the hut with a painful smile. She too was disheartened to go from there, it seemed.

"Diya, hold these bags for a minute," I said and gave her the bags. She got it in her hands without asking any questions. I took out my mobile from my pocket and clicked a photo of the hut with the flashlight ON to keep it as a memory. At Least I found a useful thing in the latest 4G mobiles which they can do without the internet.

"Send this photo to me too. It's a beautiful memory to remember forever na" Diya smiled.

"Hmm.. " I hummed while getting back the bags and walked to Gowtham's home. We were walking carefully between the dense fog. The fogs were hiding the path and it was spreading its chillness too. Diya covered her head and body with her duppata and hugged herself while walking.

When we were walking, Diya was checking the mobile signal often. As soon as we got the signal, after about a ten minute walk, she called Gowtham. Gowtham too attended the call even in the early morning. She told about our arrival and told him to keep the house open because everyone will be sleeping at this time. Then Gowtham told something. Diya nodded and disconnected the call.