Before hunting for the killer, Ishika advised Anaya to go to sleep. Sleeping is a switch off/switch on button for humans. When the human's nervous system hangs - switch off.
Meanwhile, she called Parth who dropped Anaya and Ishika at home from the jail and went home an hour ago.
"Where are you?" Ishika questioned Parth.
"At home. Finally going to sleep as Anaya came back home. Thankfully!" He sound tired. Obviously, he would be. He was the only one who helped Ishika to free Anaya. Naseeb walo ko milte hai aise dost jo kabhi aapka sath nhi chodte. He hadn't slept from past 3 days. Continuously travelled from Churchgate to Borivali to Siddhivinayak to Borivali to lawyer's office to jail to Borivali to Churchgate. (Yes he lives in Churchgate) Banda thak hi jaayega na!
"I need you here in 5 minutes!"
"Bacche pe daya karo thodi... I just came home. It will take another hour to come back there." Ishika could picture his puppy eyes that he was making on the other end of the call. And one CANNOT say no to 'those' puppy eyes. Forget about being angry, you'll adore him if he makes those eyes!
"Okay okay. Don't play that card. Take a nap and come. Even Anaya is sleeping as of now."
"You too go to sleep maate."
"Yeah I guess I need some sleep too."
"Good guess. Bubye!"
"Bye, meet you at 6."
"Yes, see you."
After the call ended:
All three of them were lying down on their respective beds, blankly staring at the ceiling or out of the window, figuring out the ways to tackle this twisted case that further led to so many cases. "Bhagwan ji, lead our way, pleaseeee!" They said in unison.
Ahaan too went to mandir (temple). A place where HE takes away all you stress and you finally find relief. But the mess he had created doesn't let him be relieved. He recalled the last time when he came here was with Anaya.
After darshan, when they came out, Ayaan bumped Anaya's shoulder purposely and asked,
"Kya maanga?"
"Tumhe"
"Usme maangne ki kya zarurat hai. I'm already yours. Always yours.
Mein tumhara... mein tumhara... mein tumhara raha"
"Ayaan, kabhi mat badalna. Aise hi rehna... jese 'mere' ho." She said looking directly into his eyes, looking for surety. His eyes gleamed and his lips curved upwards she got her answer.
"Ayaan ab chah kar bhi nahi badal sakta. Tumhara ban ke marna manzoor lekin tumhare bina jeena nahi." He said lightly.
("What did you ask for?"
"You."
"You don't need to ask for it, I'm already yours. Always. (Hindi song: Mein tumhara)"
"Ayaan, don't change, ever!"
"Ayaan cam never change even if he wants to. Can die for you rather than living without you.")
Present:
Ahaan was sitting on the stairs outside the temple. Looking at the photo on his wallpaper: Him and Ayaan.
Remember the day when he suddenly became rude to Anaya after seeing something on his phone for which he later compensated with an ice-cream? Well, that day, the screen woke up due to a notification and his eyes fell on this photo. Flashbacks striked his mind 'she killed him' and the result was sudden coldness. Though he managed to hide his wrath at that moment, but he did order the flavour she hated, butter pecan.
Can you recall when Ayaan informed him about this too? Yes! He purposely did that. And poor Anaya, to get to know his likes and dislikes, asked for a bite of the flavour she hates, bought a butter pecan cake. What a fool!
I wish I could erase that you. So that you could be with me bhai. You could be with Anaya. I wish I wouldn't have fallen for her. She's the person you loved! And also the person because of whom you are not here. Or is she? I'm so confused bhai. Whether to follow the lead of my brain that can see the proves or to follow what my heart says. These cardiac muscles are throbbing so hard and voting in her favour. That she could never kill even one person. Forget about the other four. But I found her earing near the waiter's body, her fingerprints on Nishi's glass, piece of fabric of her cloth stuck in watchman's watch and Mr. D'Souza death was her script too. Help me bhai!
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Sehgal's Mansion:
"Rubbish! Utterly nonsense! Did you hear Nitya? That girl, that piece of shit got bail! I won't let this injustice happen. And Ahaan, he is now held accountable for something stupid."
Again no reply from Mrs. Sehgal.
"I will do whatever is in my power to get justice for my son. Due to her, I lost my son."
......
"Let me call a few people and put an end to this."
......
"It's time for me to show her with whom has she messed up with. Who is actually Mr. Viraj Sehgal."
Still the number of signs reciprocated by Nitya were the number of elements present in an empty set, i.e null.
And then what happened was unexpected.
But what happened? Something good? Something bad? Wese waqt to kharab hi chal raha hai. (Wrong timing)
Hey readers, hope you liked the chapter. A short quick (fill up) chapter. And I wpuld gladly like to inform you that the wait is over! The tea will spill over in the next chapter. Stay tuned!
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Romance"Is it possible to love and hate the same person simultaneously? To wish for her happiness while determined to take it away? To want her well being while trying to destroy it? To take care of her while wanting to hurt her?" Ayaan Sehgal, the only so...
