Morni 1 | 18+ ✔

Mr. mafia

Shivika's POV

I woke in my bed. I smiled, remembering last night. He's such a gentleman. Looking at him, I can't tell he'll be such a cute person. Last night, he asked to hold my hand. How can someone be such a green flag? While thinking about him and smiling, I placed my hand on the side table where I keep my phone. I couldn't find it, so I got up and saw my phone lying on the table across my room. I lazily got up and saw a note stuck to the bottom of my phone that said,

"Shivu ap firse naam puchna bhul gaye, mera naam Samar Raichand hai. Phone pe search kar lijiye ga." (Shivu, you forgot to ask my name again. My name is Samar Raichand. You can search it on your phone.)

Why would he want me to search him? I did as it was written on the note, and... what... WHAT... HE'S..MAFIA...

10 minutes later...

After reading the news, I couldn't believe any of it. He was so gentle, how can all this be true? Everyone is right; I am naive I really don't know how to judge people..

Knock knock

"Shivi darwaza khol jaldi!!" Arjun screamed while banging my door. (Shivi, open the door quickly!!)

"Aa rahiii, ruk ja," I said while getting up and hiding the note. I knew he'd be so mad if I told him all this. (I’m coming, hold on.) 
I opened the door, and he barged right in.

"Kya hua hai ab batao mujhe tum... sab batao!" He said angrily. (What’s going on? Tell me everything!)

"Huh?" I asked.

"Kuch hua hai na tumhare saath? Warna tumne kal pura din mujhe ignore na karti aur fir Natasha ke saath shopping gayi, fir aake dikhaya bhi nahi ki kya layi ho, fir raat mein bina kuch khaye so gayi... maine kuch kiya hai kya? Tum gussa ho mujhse?" He said all this in one go. (Something happened, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have ignored me the whole day yesterday, gone shopping with Natasha, then didn’t even show me what you bought, and later went to sleep without eating anything... did I do something? Are you mad at me?)

"Arre shaant shaant Rajdhani express! Kuch nahi hua hai, aur main bilkul gussa nahi hoon tumse," I said while sitting beside him. (Relax, relax, Rajdhani Express! Nothing happened, and I’m not mad at you at all.)

"Toh kyun kiya aisa? Pata hai mujhe, kal neend nahi aayi puri raat!" (Then why did you do that? I know I couldn’t sleep the whole night yesterday!)

"I am sorry." (I’m sorry.)

"Isse kaam nahi chalega!" (This won’t work!)

"Toh kya karon, batao?" (Then what should I do, tell me?)

"Kal jo dress leke aayi ho, wo pehen ke dikhao," he said, looking straight into my eyes. My cheeks turned red because I knew exactly what I bought yesterday... why did I buy that unlucky dress... oh god! (Wear the dress you bought yesterday and show me.)

"Wo thodi si..." I stood up, trying to find words. (It’s a little...)

"Pehene ke liye khareedi hai na? Ab mere saath lene nahi gayi toh kya, sabse pehle main dekhunga tumhe usme." He also stood up. (You bought it to wear, right? If you didn’t go with me, then I’ll be the first one to see you in it.)

"Par..." (But...)

"Par war kuch nahi, Shivi, mujhe dekhna hai. Ab tu khud dikha rahi hai ya..." He said in a low voice. (But no 'buts', Shivi, I want to see it. Are you going to show me yourself or...)

"Ya?" (Or?)

"Ya main khud pehnaon, Ms. Shivika Sharma?" He said this while coming closer to my ear. (Or should I put it on you myself, Ms. Shivika Sharma?)