Famished

Chapter 5

Sania's heart began to drum so loud that its beat reached her ears. Her conscience cried threat and her face gradually lost its color making her as white as a sack of flour. To what had she landed herself into? Sania was a normal girl who came to Manhattan to realise her long cherished dream of becoming a fashion designer but all of a sudden she is raped, her father falls sick and everything turns in her life topsy-turvy within a matter of few hours.

It is like a witch casted her evil spell on her. Sania fell on the bed washing her eyes with tears unable to rectify her detrimental life. Her situation was like out of frying pan and into fire.
Reading her thoughts there was another indication on her phone. Sania ignored it clearly knowing that it was him. When she did not respond, it began to ring incessant killing her ears. "Please do not cry Sania." The voice came out in an agony as soon as she lifted the mobile to her ears.

"I may be reprehensible to the society preposterous and a deplorable offender but I'm harmless and benignant for you. Do not fear and have any apprehensions. The last thing I want to see is fright in your eyes for me. "I have cameras inside every room of my house and that's how I perceive what you think guarding your orbs." He finally tells her the truth. "Please do not ask me why I have such huge security system implanted. I have my reasons which I can't give out to you at present but when time comes I will surely share with you everything about me."

Thinking deeper about his confessions Sania's terror increased. Was he a wanted culprit, a national criminal, or somebody very influential who had enemies all the four sides, because only such kind of people held hidden security cameras? Oh Sania to what have you invited yourself into? For saving yourself from a beast you took a shelter under a demon.

Sania decided tomorrow first thing she was going to do is to explain Nina her current situation and would search for a new flat as soon as possible and run away from the hostage of her stalker. That night Sania couldn't sleep. She kept taking turns in the bed without a result.

As a consequence the next day morning she got up before time. Just as Sania was about to walk to the washroom to do her business, she heard the clinking sound of utensils. She was curious at the same time anxious to know about the owner of the sound. In a tip toe she walked to the kitchen and saw a maid chopping vegetables. "Good Morning madam!" She turned around and greeted her. Was Sania relaxed or slightly disappointed to see the maid instead of him?

"I'm Savvy madam. I come here everyday to cook and clean. If you have a personal preference, any allergy concerns please do let me know in advance so that I'm cautious not to use those ingredients." Her gray eyes sparkle as she says the words making a recollection of probably an old memory.

"Why are you smiling Savvy?" Sania asked curious the middle aged woman. "I have been cooking for sir since last five years and still cannot get over the funny incident that happened more than three years ago." Her face glew like the blossoming of flowers during the early spring. "And what was it?" Sania asked tucking her hands under her breasts and leaning to the kitchen platform. "I did not know sir was allergic to peanuts. I made peanut ice cream and served as a treat to him on his birthday. Poor man developed itching and rashes all over his body within minutes he consumed the sweet dish. His mother came, stayed for a week and took care of him like a baby. She instructed me not to make anything out of peanuts. Since the day, you know...." Savvy shrugged and smiled to Sania.

"The day forward I made it a point to ask all the visitors who come here if they have any health concerns or allergies." Sania nodded in understanding and told her she wasn't allergic to anything. Brought up in a middle class family Sania could do everything on her own including cooking. She told Savvy she could cook for herself and Savvy can assist her master in doing other jobs for him.