The next morning, Haseena woke up around 8 a.m. As she lazily stretched and reached for her phone, her eyes widened in shock. Her heart skipped a beat as she noticed a missed call from Karishma at 7 a.m.
"Karishma ma'am ne call kiya tha," she muttered, sitting up with a sudden jolt. "Kyun kiya hoga?" she wondered aloud, her mind racing. Without wasting another moment, she quickly called her back.
"Good morning, ma'am," Haseena greeted nervously.
"Good morning, Haseena. Uth gayi?" Karishma replied in her usual composed tone.
"Haan, vo... sorry, ma'am. Aaj thoda zyada der tak soye the, isliye aapka phone nahi utha paye. Waise bhi, ham apna phone hamesha silent par rakhte hain jab sote hain. Hame bilkul pasand nahi ki koi hamari neend disturb kare aur hame jagaye. Isliye pata hi nahi chala aapne kab call kiya" Haseena explained apologetically.
"Koi baat nahi, Haseena," Karishma said, a teasing edge to her voice. "Waise bhi, jab ham tumhe sone hi nahi denge, to fir jagane ka to sawal hi paida nahi hota," Karishma said, smirking at her own thoughts.
"Kyun? Aap hame kyun sone nahi dengi? Ab kya raat mein bhi kaam karwayengi? Aapko kya problem hai hamare sone se? Aapko pata bhi hai hame sone mein kitna maza aata hai, kitna sukoon milta hai," Haseena replied, unable to grasp the hidden meaning behind Karishma's words due to her innocence.
"Kya pata, Haseena, aage chalke sone ki jagah kuch aur karne mein tumhe zyada maza aaye," Karishma quipped, her eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and desire as she tried to control her chuckle at her own fantasy thoughts.
"Kuch aur karne mein? Hame kyun maza aayega? Hame to hamari neend sabse zyada pyaari hai. Bas mast bed par phailke so jao, koi kaam ki tension nahi," Haseena replied animatedly, completely oblivious to the double meaning of Karishma's words.
"Haan, chhodo is baat ko, Haseena. Tum nahi samjhogi," Karishma said, rubbing her eyebrow, a sly smirk still playing on her lips.
"Kya nahi samjhenge hum?" Haseena asked, her confusion deepening.
"Kuch nahi, chhodo is baat ko," Karishma said with a small laugh, steering the conversation elsewhere. "Waise, tum akeli ho kya?"
"Nahi, hamari ammi bahar hongi. Hame nahi pata, ham to waise bhi abhi jaage hain. Waise aap kyun pooch rahi hain?" Haseena asked, tilting her head curiously.
"Haan, bas ek parcel aa raha hai," Karishma said casually.
"Parcel? Kaun? Kahan? Kab? Kisliye? Kisne mangwaya?" Haseena asked in a flurry, her mind instantly clouded with questions.
"Ama tumhare liye, Haseena," Karishma said with a smile.
"Hamare liye kyun aur kya hai parcel me?" Haseena asked, visibly confused.
"Vo tum hi dekh lena, Haseena. Surprise hai. Hamara friend Cheetah aa hi raha hoga," Karishma said. Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Jao jaldi, isse pehle tumhari ammi darwaza khole," Karishma urged her.
"Ji," Haseena replied, quickly heading to the door.
As she opened it, a charming man stood there, holding a parcel.
"Hi, ham Cheetah Chaturvedi hain. Aapki Karishma ma'am ne aapke liye yeh parcel bhijwaya hai," the man said politely.
"Ji, thank you," Haseena replied, her cheeks turning a soft pink at the mention of "aapki Karishma ma'am."
"Haseena, kaun hai?" her ammi shouted from the kitchen.
"Koi nahi, ammi, kabadi wala hai!" Haseena shouted back, leaving Cheetah momentarily stunned.
YOU ARE READING
HIDDEN LOVE (Part 2 of SECRET LOVE)
FanfictionIn the familiar halls of a school where they once shared a teacher-student bond, Karishma Singh and Haseena are reunited. Karishma, the composed and insightful teacher, had always known that her feelings for Haseena went beyond mentorship. Despite h...
