10. Master plan.

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"Rudra?" My father mumbles, glancing at both Mumma and I before accepting the call

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"Rudra?" My father mumbles, glancing at both Mumma and I before accepting the call. The dinner was already hard on me and after this call was the last straw. Papa puts the phone on speaker.

"Hey, Arjun." Rudra Uncle greets my father.

"Hello, Rudra. How are you?" My father says.

"I'm fine. I actually wanted to speak to you regarding something..." Rudra Uncle trails off.

"Yes, tell me. I hope everything's alright." Papa picks up the phone and puts it off the speaker when he senses the worry in Advik's father. He listens carefully to the other side, his eyes comes on me and my heart feels like it would jump out of my chest any minute now.

I avert my gaze down, away from my father's eyes and rub the sweaty palms on my pyjama. "Can we come there instead? My father's here and I don't want us to talk about this in front of him." Paa says in clipped tone. He doesn't wait for answer from the other side before leaving the table. My mother stand up immediately. Her worried eyes moving between both my father and I.

Papa disconnects the call, his eyes stays on me. "We'll speak about this in the car." Paa utters for my mother. He picks up the car keys, my mother and I follow him out of the dining area to the main door.

"What did you do Bugu?" Mumma whispers coming beside me, I don't even look at her knowing I would start crying if I do.

We get in the elevator and find a couple already in there, due to the company my father says nothing. We get in the car and Papa quickly drives us out on the road. "Arjun, what happened?" Mumma asks, keeping hand on Paa's arm.

"A teacher who thankfully is known of Rudra, caught them behind the bleachers." He informs Mumma, she turns to me wide eyed, I look down in my lap as the shame of disappointing them takes over. "What if it was someone else, Bugu? The call would have been to your grandpa, you do know that right?" I stay mum to my father's statement.

The ride to Advik's house is deadly silent from then on. My parents questions nothing, says nothing and that scares me more. I feel like a failure, disappointment. Advik and I started this relation when we were in tenth grade, when we were just fifteen. It's been four years to us keeping this all under wraps. I was so lost in him, in all this that I never really thought about how it would feel when our parents finds out. What they would think of us? What they would do of us? Will they separate us? Stop us from seeing each other? Does all that still happen? Or they would just accept us?

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