First Ishq

Chapter 31 [Interrogation]

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|Ishika's POV|

I stood in front of the door, fiddling with the pan ke patte.

I noticed that Ansh's car was parked nearby. 'He came already?' I thought in my mind as a small smile appeared across my face.

Well, I was smiling 'cause I would get to see Anjana Aunty and Aahaan.., right?

'Obviously. There wasn't any other reason.' I replied to my own question.

"Oi Ishi, bahar hii rehna hai?" Kittu bhaiya snapped his fingers in front of me.

(Oi Ishi, you wanna stay outside or what?)

"Huh?" I let out in a low voice.

My lips pursed into a small pout as embarrassment poured in.

I walked behind him only to see Ansh sitting in the centre on the sofa opposite of Maa and Papa.

'Where are the others?' I questioned in my mind.

But the dim laugh of Anjana Aunty and Mausi reached my ears from the Puja room.

I was about to go there when I remembered. Ansh was with Maa and Papa. Alone.

'Oh no no no', I repeated as I spun back and strode to them.

"Maa? Papa? What are you doing?" I asked with a forged smile as I eyed them.

Maa looked back at me with amusement in her eyes.

'Oh no. I know that look too well.' I spoke in my mind as my head flashed to Ansh.

"Ansh, Mausi is calling you", I lied in a rush as the past flash backed in front of my eyes.

"It's alright. He will go later", Maa said with a smile, a smile that masked the devil in her.

"Listen to your Maa, Ishi." Papa spoke in a strict tone, without even looking at me.

And I couldn't do anything about it.

I walked to the Puja room while biting my lips.

"Mausi see. Maa and Papa are doing it again", I blurted out, forgetting that Anjana Aunty was here too.

Mausi stood and patted my head as she assured me, "Accha, I'll go and save that boy."

And she walked to them.

I felt a little embarrassed so I excused myself to my room upstairs.

I could hear the playful noise of the three boys from the room opposite to mine.

But I ignored it as I fidgeted with my pillow's corners, wondering what was happening downstairs.

Surely, nothing too concerning but only talks – that would humiliate me – would be on.

The memory of the first time I brought a boy to my house, reappeared in my mind.

Everyone, I repeat, every single person in my house interrogated the boy as if he were a criminal.

The ones who started it and were most invented too were none other than my parents.

They scrutinized the boy till he swore he would never come to my house ever again. But he had simply come to complete the project assigned to us in my laptop.

I did not want – no – I would not let the same thing to happen to Ansh. Nope, never.

We had barely even talked and they would just scare him away. We barely got to know each other and they wished to separate us forever.

He does not even hold a single eye contact with me and they wished to make him look away forever.

His deep laughs, his stupid jokes, his forever blushing cheeks, those sharp eyes, and those disheveled wavy hair – how could they simply take it away?

I slightly hated how sometimes, their protectiveness caged me in. And I hated myself for being like this too.

We had not even become friends yet and I wish we do.

Sigh...

These thoughts... their actions... everything today was so embarrassing.

Just then, a knock on the door snapped me out of my mind.

"Ishi, chal!" Bhaiya shouted from the other side of the door.

I stepped out, slightly nibbling on my lips with furrowed brows.

But all that worry, concern and what not was for no reason as I found him welcoming my parents' company.

I swear I feel ridiculous at times.

The way I worry so much on such little matters. The fact that I be wrecking my brain, banging my head over matters that do not bother the person it should, in the slightest bit.

'I am sure it would not matter to him even if he is forbidden from talking to me forever', I mocked in my mind as I glared at him from the corner of my eye.

'Hmph', I added as I looked away from him.

^~^

We were all ready to leave except that – who would go in whose car?

Papa and Ansh were the two chauffeurs for our ride to the temple.

I decided to go with my father except that I was not allowed to.

"Ishi didi, you go in that car. Aahaan and Kittu bhaiya will go with Maa and me." Vivaan demanded and surely, I could not defy it. He was a spoiled brat.

Yet, I tried to say, "How about I play with Aahaan and you?"

But obviously, he would not agree. He replied with a stern "No".

I had no choice as I walked to Ansh's car.

I was about to sit in the passenger seat when Anjana Aunty stopped me.

"Ishika, you sit in the front seat. Susmita ji and I have a lot to chatter", she told me with those glistening eyes that I could not resist.

In the end, I sat alongside Ansh, in the front seat.

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A week later tho..(　o=^•ェ•)o　┏━┓

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I feel like I keep writing 'filler' content..(。_。)(⊙_⊙;)

and I write it without even being aware(*Φ皿Φ*)(。﹏。)

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