MISS PRETTY AND MISTER HOTTIE
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It was already time for picking up Chaarvik from the school. I was excited to know how his day went by. How was his first day of school was. Did he miss me? I missed him a lot. Couldn't able to focus well on work because I missed my Chaarvik.
As I arrived to the school. I saw the grade 1-5 students all waddling and running towards their parents. There is system that the older students leave first then the younger ones. It was now turn for the first graders to leave. Little small feet waddled towards their parents as teachers were keeping an eye. In the brief moment of seeing all the 1st grader arrive and going to their parents arms. My arms were empty. I was starting panic a bit what if he was lost? What if he got locked in the bathroom? What if— in the midst of all what ifs I see Chaarvik. And I was not expecting that I'd see Hani with him.
He was in her arms. Holding the end of her dupatta. Talking and going back and forth with her. It was incredible. I took the moment as a mental picture. Because I couldn't help but see how well they fit eachother. As mother and son.
My imagination went wild with them in my home doing everything like a mother and a son. Chaarvik calling her mama to her bathing Chaarvik with me. To her in my arms in the nights. The tormenting nights that I went through would simply melt away just being with her.
"PAPA!!" My day dreams were broken when I heard Chaarvik scream Papa. My eyes locked in with a little surprised ones of her. She looked surprised and pleased. I smiled warmly and Chaarvik who was in her arms came to my arms.
He was hugging me. And I could see her eyes completely engulfing mine.
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Chaarvik's papa turned out to be the man I am crushing on after meeting just few days. I cannot believe that this sweet little cutie is this big hottie's son. I think I am floating with happiness and shock.
"Papa! This is miss pretty. She is so sweet and pretty isn't it!" Chaarvik chimed with excitement talking about me. I smiled looking at the child. Such a sweet kid. Now it make sense. Samrudh is a good parent I can tell that.
I watch as Samrudh plant a kiss on his cheeks as Chaarvik talked about his day. I blushed a little because earlier it was the same place I kissed on his cheeks. Not to be cliche that was an indirect kiss.
"Yes she is." Samrudh looked at me. There was a smirk on his face. It was so slight and almost not noticeable. A blush was rising like the tidal waves that approaches with a tsunami.
"Also Papa..I got booboo." Chaarvik showed his left elbow. I had already put a bandage on the scratch but my heart aches seeing him sad.
"H-how—" Samrudh was about ask and he looked at me. His smile had dropped and worry was settling in. I replied-
"He accidently fell down in the class. His teacher immediately came to me. I am in charge for emergencies. I keep a kit of first aid in my class. As my class was near by. I bandaged him. He was crying then but-"
"BUT! When I saw miss pretty my pain went away!" Chaarvik shouted and giggled. Samrudh looked at Chaarvik and I could tell that Chaarvik meant everything for him. He looked at me again and my heart skipped a beat.
"Thank you, Hansika. It means a lot. Thank you." He thanked me. He sounded relieved. It was so beautiful. The way he spoke and the way he is aware about things is such a turn on.
"It's all good." As I blush, suddenly another teacher came who turns out to be Chaarvik's class teacher.
"Oh? Mr Bhagwani right?" The teacher said with a smile.
"I am Renuka Sharma. I am Chaarvik's class teacher." Samrudh said a little hello. While Chaarvik went a little silent holding onto his Papa.
"Chaarvik is a wonderful child. He is a good student. However, he is very silent. I hardly saw him interact much. However, with miss Chowdhury here. He interacted the most. Even more than me. And I really liked that." Renuka looked at me. She was a good teacher and a friend. She was always emotionally aware of her students. It made her so perfect for teaching.
"I was wondering if it's possible for Chaarvik to interact more with Miss Chowdhury. It might help enhance his ability to communicate with other students and maybe able to open up. However, as today is his first day at school maybe that is why he seemed silent. Let's see on this." Renuka explained seriously.
"Actually, I have heard about this same thing before in his earlier schools. The teachers worried about his social skills. I have tried to work with him on this. However, if it's Miss Chowdhury that can help Chaarvik. I absolutely agree with it." Samrudh looked at me for a brief moment l and smiled. While going back to looking at Renuka.
"Alright then. Miss Chowdhury are you—" before Renuka could complete I said yes. That came straight from my soul.
"Yes, so we can fix extra time—" Again before Renuka could say anything I whispered the fact I lived next to him. Renuka looked at me a little amused and happy.
"Good then. It's fixed. I am leaving it up to miss Chowdhury then." She left throwing a wink at me. I wondered why she winked.
"So.." I said fiddling at my duppata. And whispered as slowly as possible that only he can caught on. Which he did with a smile that I'll carve in my heart forever.
"We are meeting for the date?"
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Song of the chapter
"Tum se Hi"
मैं कहीं भी जाता हूँ, तुम से ही मिल जाता हूँ
तुम से ही, तुम से ही शोर में ख़ामोशी है
थोड़ी सी बेहोशी है तुम से ही, तुम से ही
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SAMSIKA (#1)
RomanceIf she was fire. He was water. If she was air. He was earth. His reason for everything being her and her forever being him. When Fate plays with the soulmate strings even cupid sits still. It was the story Samrudh and Hansika. Their Fates pushing t...
