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“Oo hello, old man. I asked you to leave.” She said, trying to make him annoyed so that he could leave. He didn’t. Siddharth walked towards her. “You asked me to leave that night, I left…Now Tell me how you felt when I left.” He asked standing in front of her. Simran blinks her eyes multiple times before looking away. “What do you mean how I felt? Why would I feel something if you leave. I don’t care.” Simran cleared her throat turning away but he pulled her towards himself making her face him again.
“You don’t care?” He asked her, searching for his answer in her eyes. She Shook her head looking anywhere but him. “Okay, then say it while looking into my eyes. Say that you don't care if I leave. I promise Simran, I will never show you my face again.” She gulped. She told herself many times that she doesn't care but who is she kidding?
They both care about it from the moment they hold each other in their arms. “Tell me, Simran, do you care? Or not?” He asked again. She stepped back looking at him. Tears again filled in her eyes. “I want to hear the truth, Simran. In the same way you speak that night.” He whispered. His heart was beating faster, he didn't know why but he was afraid about what she would say. “Kyu aaye tum uss raat?” she asked him, The vulnerability is clearly visible in her voice. “tum…tumhe nahi aana tha. Na uss raat…aur na abhi.”
Siddharth didn't say anything, he knows that he shouldn't be here but he can't stop himself. His Heart don't want to stay away from her, he tried but He couldn't. “Simran–”
“Simran.” A sudden knock on the door makes both flinch. Looking at the door with Simran widened her eyes. Anjali was outside the door waiting for her to open the door while inside Siddharth was standing, the door was locked from Inside.
“Anjali di…” Simran was afraid, what Anjali would think after she saw her with Siddharth inside a room which is locked from inside.
“Sirman, open the door.” Simrna gulps and looks at Siddharth who doesn't look much bothered about the situation. “What are you waiting for? Just Leave.” She whispered to him, she Don’t want anyone to see her with him alone.
“Okay.” He said and walked towards the door, Simran looked at him with wide eyes. Running towards him, she stopped him. “Not from there you old man.” She glared at him.
“How many times do I tell you, stop calling me old.” He was now annoyed. This girl continuously called him weird names. “aab buddhe ko buddha he bolu gi na.” Simran rolled her Eyes at him earning a glare from him but soon turned into mischief.
He walked towards the door and looked at her only to see her shocked look. She Shook her head telling him not to do what he was thinking. She got to know what’s going in his mind and fuck him for it.
He opened the door.
Anjali entered the room and looked at him, confused. He looks at her and then Simran, winking at her before leaving the room. Simran glared at him.
“Simran?” She looked at Anjali who was looking at her with raised eyebrows. “Di….thank god aap aagaye.” Simran said, nervously Chuckling. “Jab bhi samne aata hai bas parisian karta rehta hai.” Simran complained, trying to hide her nervousness.
Anjali shook Her head and asked Her to come for dinner to which she refused saying she doesn't have the apathy to eat anything. Anjali nodded and left, knowing she had already eaten lots of panipuri in the evening.
Next morning, everyone decided to go out after breakfast and enjoy themselves as much as they could today. Elders decided to go boating while youngsters decided to kayak.
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