Good Morning, Ayansh who had already sensed her coming towards him turned slightly to her side before replying, Good Morning. He was giving water to plants, she stood beside him with 2 cups.
Chai, she said and he raised his free hand. Both were sipping their tea in the garden, Ayansh while continued watering the plants while Shirja was just thinking how it would be if she plants something useful here like some vegetables or anything she can use in the kitchen rather than flower plants. She in mind already is planning to convert his flower garden to her vegetable garden.
Shrija, Shrija was kneading dough when she heard Ayansh.
Haan, she turned her head towards him. He was standing at the entrance of kitchen with a girl in her early 20's, she guessed.
This is Deepa, he had already told her about their domestic help last night. Deepa, this is my wife, she will be in charge of the house from now on, he said lightly and walked out, leaving the ladies in the kitchen. Deepa has been working in his house for 5-6 years, she was just 16 when she 1st came to his house for work.
Didi Namaste, Deepa greeted before entering the kitchen, in response Shrija replied with, Namaste. Deepa looked at the kitchen slab and there she saw the kneaded dough was in little yellow so she guessed her new Didi is making plain Parathas. Didi, should I make Parathas, she asked.
I'll make breakfast, you can do other works, Shrija said as it was already past 8 and they need to leave in an hour. But then she said, Deepa..... what works do you do here, she asked.
Didi, I do everything, cooking, dusting, mopping, dishes, clothes, she kept counting on her fingers. I do all the chores in morning and then I come to make dinner in evening, she said.
Deepa, make tea and set the table, I am just coming, Shrija said to Deepa who was washing the dishes and then ran to the room.
When she entered the room, she saw Ayansh setting his hair, he is handsome. Breakfast is ready, you start I'll just come, she said while taking her clothes form her bag as her clothes are still in the bag. She didn't wait for his reply and ran to washroom to take a quick bath.
Sorry, there was nothing is in the kitchen today, so I just made plain Parathas, Shrija said, sitting across the table, her hair was wrapped in towel. Ayansh just nodded in response making her frown, does this man's mouth hurt while speaking a few words, but why doesn't his neck hurt while nodding every time.
Have you kept all the documents, Ayansh asked after swallowing the last morsel from his plate.
Haan, but photocopies......, Shrija said.
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