A Love So True

Chapter 28

** Listen to this song ( Ae Dil Hain Mushkil ) to get a better vibe **

Nehal came back late at night , he wasn't receiving any calls . Mayank was so anxious that he almost cried. He and Ishan were about to go to Nehal's office , they heard car engine sound from outside. Nehal came back , his hairs were disheveled , cheeks had a red hue and two buttons of his shirt were open , he seemed drunk.
Nehal didn't even tolerate a crease on his shirt , but at this moment his conditions did not seem very good.

" Mayank , bring me a cup of ginger lemon tea. My head is aching."

Mayank hardly saw his brother drunk , he rarely touched alcohol. Something was not right with him . He thought to ask about it later. Mayank went from there to bring tea.

Nehal threw his suit jacket which was in his hand on the sofa , ran his fingers through his hairs. He didn't spare a glance to Ishan , just told him in hoarse voice ,

" Tell him to send the tea in my room."

After saying this he went upstairs. Ishan saw Nehal in the worst situations , he knew when Nehal became like this . He should talk to him.

" Where's Bhaiya?"

Mayank came with a cup in his head. He confusedly look here and there . Ishan took the cup from his hand.

" He's in his room , let me take the tea for him."

Mayank nodded , he pointed his finger towards their room.

" Then I am going to the room. I left the episode in the middle. Ask Bhaiya if he wants to do dinner or not."

Ishan nodded and walked towards the staircase.

Knock Knock

Ishan was waiting near the door . He heard some rustling sound from inside then some lazy footsteps on the wooden floor.
The door creaked open , Nehal didn't see him , thought Mayank came to deliver his tea.

" Mayank , No dinner. I already ate ."

" Nehal "

Nehal startled when he saw Ishan in the place of Mayank . His eyes widened slightly but came back normal after a moment. He was staring at Ishan in daze.
Ishan felt uneasy by his intense gazing. He cleared his throat ,

" Nehal ... I have something to talk about... with you."

Nehal moved aside , signaled Ishan to come inside. Ishan sat infront of Nehal on bed. His bed was very messed up with scattered blanket and pillows.

What's going on ? Nehal wasn't like this.

" Here "

Ishan handed him the steaming tea cup and he took a sip , feeling the warmth spread through his body .

" You went in the pub . Right?"

Nehal was hesitating to answer , he tightened his hold on the cup .

" Drank a little bit , I'm sober."

He answered.

Ishan sighed.

" Don't need to hide. You face is telling me how much alcohol you consumed."

Nehal muttered a Sorry , Ishan patted on the back of his hand.

" No need to tell me sorry , my concern is just ...
Are you going through some problem?"

Nehal stared at him for a while , the lights of the garden weren't turned off yet. In this dark room , lights from outside were coming through the window , Casted a light-shadow pattern on Nehal's face.