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car ride

Meanwhile, Hriday was standing at the airport, waiting for the girl ishki had told him about. He didn't know what she looked like or even her name. A girl approached him hesitantly, saying his name, "Hriday?" He nodded in agreement. She extended her hand and said, "My name is Saira Rajvanshi."

"Bhai ne kaha ki app mujhe lene ayenge?" Saira asked softly. He took her bags and walked forward, with Saira following behind. They both felt a spark in their hearts.

Hriday loaded her bags and opened the passenger door for her. He then sat in the driver's seat and said, "belt."

Saira looked down at the belt of her jeans, confused. Hriday leaned over and fastened her seat belt for her. During this process, she felt goosebumps and was shocked by her own breath and heartbeat. They both tried to act as if it didn't matter, but it did.

At first, they didn't talk much, but later they realized that something was blooming between them. They could sense it. Saira called her brother, Sameer.

"Hello, Bhaiya, where are you?"

"I’m out, Bachha."

"When are you going to come back?"

"Maybe tomorrow."

"Okay.".....saira sad with a hint of sadness

" Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"No, Bhai."

Saira didn’t say anything more because she knew that if she did, Sameer would come back as soon as possible and start protecting her.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, Bhai."

Hriday was just listening to their conversation. He knew Saira was disturbed.

"Saira?" Hriday said.

Saira felt goosebumps. She never knew her name could sound so deep and good. She loved her name even more now.

"Yes?" she stuttered.

"Are you okay?" Hriday asked.

"Yeah, I’m okay," Saira said timidly in a low voice.

Hriday knew she was lying. He didn’t know what the problem was, but still...

"My house is just a few minutes away. If you want, we can have breakfast there."

"No, Hriday Ji. It's okay. I'll go to my house and have breakfast. I don't want to trouble you."

Hriday’s breath caught in his throat. It was as if he was hearing his name for the very first time, and it filled him with a sense of wonder. He hadn’t realized until now how beautiful his name could sound, how it could carry so much meaning. He felt an unfamiliar warmth spread through his chest, a deep, quiet joy that made his heart beat a little faster.

He loved his name now in a way he never had before, not because of the name itself, but because of how it sounded when she said it. It was as though her voice had breathed new life into it, making it something precious, something he wanted to hear over and over again.

Hriday smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. In that moment, he knew that hearing her say his name was something he would treasure forever, a memory he would hold close to his heart. And as he sat there, he realized that his name would always sound the best when spoken by her.

"Saira, you can never trouble me. I would like it if you came to my house."

He didn’t know why he said it, but he knew it came from his heart. As he waited for her answer, Hriday felt like his heart was on the edge, and if she said no, it would definitely burst out.