SAMSIKA (#1)

CHAPTER 5

MR. HOT

𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚑

'I love teasing her.' I giggled to myself as I made the way to the counter to pay for everything I would buy. I was humming the song that played in the mall. I was too happy to see her again. However, I do not wish to mingle with her a lot. It was knowing what I could destroy.

I sighed, trying to push back negative thoughts and bask even a little of her presence.
As I was busy remembering our conversation earlier. I felt a tap on my shoulder.

As I turned around to see who it was. To my not so surprising. It was Nishi.

I knew she would come and talk to me.

She looked around with slow movements and eyed me to meet her in a corner. We decided we'd choose to go to a side where people are less. I believe she doesn't want to be caught by Hani.

"You...Dada..apani ekhane keno(why are you here?)" Nishi asked. Her eyes stayed on me.
'She grew so much.' I smiled.

"Still the same curious cat isn't it?." I pet her head. She lowered her eyes looking at the floor of the mall. I can understand what she is feeling. She was like a sister to me. As much as she was to Hani.
I have known her since as a kid. I saw her in her lows and highs. However, she is also the one who knows everything about me in these past few years.

"I didn't know you were coming back here. Why didn't you text me, Dada?" Nishi looked at me with eyes that looked a little moist. I know she is holding back tears that were so ready to burst out of her eyes. Although, she is maturely holding onto it. I never realized how similar she looks to Hani. Just a cute version of her though. I again smiled. Looking at the basket of things I had chosen. As I was fiddling with them. I answered her question.

"I didn't have any time to. Sorry, Nishu." I said. Finally meeting eyes with her eyes that were so teary by now. She hugged me. Surprised as well as greeted this warmly caused me to get sentimental and I hugged her back. Petting her head in a soothing pattern. I felt like a parent to her sometimes.

"You promise me you will never do anything without informing me." I nodded. By now we had stopped hugging. Her kajal was now smudged due to the tears. I wipe her cheeks like I wipe Chaarvik's tear-stricken cheeks when he complains about something.

"You look so ugly, Nishu." I opened my mouth and gasped loudly to tease her. Gaining a tight hit on my chest. Just like her sister. Yep. I don't know what my chest has against these two. One hates it. The other one likes it.

" Theek hai..I'll get going now before Hansi catches me." Nishi was about to go when she stopped. Came back to me with a look that I particularly understood. "Dada.. I want you to get married and to whom, you already know." She was serious. I sighed. "It's not possible Nishu." this time it was my turn to look at the floor. Thoughts poured into my mind combating the hope inside of me with negative comments.

"It is possible, Dada. She still seems to be in love with you...Despite--" I stopped Nishi to narrate the past events. I know what my expression screamed right now. I tried to hold my composure and shake my head in disagreement.

"Dada, If it's meant to be, neither you nor her can change it." Nishi said before finally leaving. Her words lingered inside of me. I was getting into a cloud of confusion. I did not wish to pursue her. Not because I don't love her. However, because I am a big hassle.  I wish I could change the past.

𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚔𝚊

I wanted to grab some pencil stands and stationery because of my job as a teacher for 11th and 12th graders.  I can't believe I ended up becoming a teacher instead of a fashion designer. Now I teach literature to grumpy teenagers. However, some of them are the sweetest. 

'I need to give them assignments, oh no.' I remembered. Biting my lips in nervousness. I thought about what I should be giving my students for assignments. I kept the pencil stands when my eyes fell upon a corner. I squint my eyes to try to see what is happening there. 

'Sheesh, I forgot my glasses.' I tried to squint when I recognized the male figure. 'Oh no...It's Mr Hot.' I thought and my mouth again fell open. "....With his wife." I turned my back to that scene. Hoping that I wasn't interrupting. Even though I was far and they were in a nice cozy spot. And I couldn't able to see. Nevertheless, I felt jealous.

I was at a marriageable age. Or even more than that. I don't remember when was the last time I experienced romance in real life. Except, in the dreams with my secret unknown man who kind of looks like Mr. Hot?

'Oh no, Hani. You need to stop thinking about him. He is married!.' I thought. Face palming. 'Wait, hani? I never heard of that?' I went into a pile of confusion as always when I thought of a nickname that I had never heard myself being called. I turned around and saw that the corner was empty. Did Mr. Hot and his wife leave? 

I sighed. I need to control my stupid thoughts and get a hold of my emotions. He is married. And I am such a trash for even starting to have a crush on him? I sighed and made my way to the counter to pay for my things. I saw Nishi near the counter paying.

"Nishuuuu." I went there and hugged her arms. She looked at me and wiggled her eyebrows funnily. I giggle at her cuteness. "you are such a cutie, Nishu." we both giggled away as I paid for my things. Suddenly, as we turned around. I bumped into someone. 'Please don't let it be, Mr Hot.'

Yeah. It's him. I can recognize him with his muscles. Of course, it had to be him.

"Hi." I awkwardly waved at him. He just nodded and left to pay for his things. Oh well, that was incredibly awkward. Why did he look so stern? Still looked hot. Oh no.

"Isn't he good-looking?" Nishi smiled, eyes on his back. And looking back at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Shaadi shuda hai--" I said and I got a very disturbed look from Nishi.

"Hansu--" Nishi was going to say something when I shushed her and my lips formed a pout. "I know Nishu, I know. You are disgusted at me. But all hot men are taken, including Timothy Chalamet." I dramatically shake my head. She rolled her eyes. "I think--." She was about to say again I stopped her.

"Ice cream?" I beamed. "You are stupid, Hansu."

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Song of the chapter:

"Ambarsariya"

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Kabhi Parakhta Tor

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