Anurakti

52: Tag

"Did you take your medicines?"

"I don't have any medicines."

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"Where did you go?"

"Hell. Had a meeting with the devil."

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"What the hell are you doing with all those books? Why are you picking them up?"

"Books? I was trying to pick up this house. My bad."
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"Samidha take your medicines or I'll tell your colleagues about tha-"

"And I'll tell them that you still slept with me even though you could've gone to another room. Shardul will crush your bones."
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"Where did this street food come from?"

"Don't shout at the maids. I brought it."

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"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Copy Flash. Didn't he escape the time line by running fast?"
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"Ughh!"
Sahaj shouted throwing his phone on the ground and breaking it. She was impossible to deal with.

Every time, every fucking time she has something to say that fucking agitates him. It felt like she was deliberately trying to piss him off.

Was it his fault that he was trying to help her? From the day that doctor has come she's doing everything which she was told not to do.

And everyday she does something good too, like randomly distributing food to the homeless or buying all bouquets from all the little children on traffic lights. Her noble acts made him feel like taking care of her was his obligation.

"S-sir?"

"What?!"
He barked, and the maid looked at her side, and gulped.

He looked at her and raised his eyebrows, not really patient enough to tolerate any stupidity at the moment. She gulped again and looked at her side.

"Don't tell me she's doing something again. Samidha! What are you doing?"

Sahaj yelled, when he saw Samidha pushing the heavy mahagony wood table out of her room.

She looked at him through the side eye and continued pushing it. It wasn't that hard as she had kept 4 fluffy clothes under the tables' legs. But it still felt like she was dying. But did she care, absolutely not.

"Shifting my room. I want a balcony."

Sahaj gritted his teeth and removed his coat, throwing it on the ground, catching her attention. She stopped and quickly slid to the other side of the table, putting it between them.

Other rooms have tables too. And if she wanted that particular table that badly, then couldn't she have told one of the maids?!

"Hey, hey! Aditya uncle told me I could do whatever I wanted in this house! You can't stop me!"

"I'll -"

"Hey! Stop where you are!"
She warned, stepping backwards as he was closing the distance between them rapidly. Thank god his house was big.

"You want the balcony right? I'll give you a fucking balcony!"

"Hey! Stop. Aaaaahhhhhh"
She screamed when he almost caught her and ran away.