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----Hussain's POV---

"So that's what happen,"she said.

See, I knew I'd get it out of her. I was shocked that her own sister did that to her & even more suprised because my own brother had did that with me so we both had something in common.

I had ended up forgiving him though.

"Anyways, this is my stop. I'll see you around,"she said.

"Hhmmm,"I said still lost in thought.

We said our byes and went our separate ways.

I was halfway home when I realized something and went back to where she working.

I asked for her office and went there. I knocked on the door.

"Come in!" She said.

I went inside.

"Aap?" She asked.

"Haan woh I had a question,"I said.

"Shoot,"she said.

"Arya, mujhse dosti karoge?" I asked.

"Dehkoongi sochoongi kal parso kuch kahoongi,"she said.

Lo leh lo. I tried not to laugh at that.

"Anything else?" She asked.

"Tumhara pen mai ink nahi hai kya?" I asked.

"Andhay ho kya? Chal toh raha hai,"she said.

"Acha? Toh apna number likh kar dekho,"I said.

She laughed at that.

"Yeh lo,"she said giving me a sticky note with her number on it.

"Thanks, so dost?" I asked.

"Why else would I give you my number?" She asked.

"Aaj he da diya. I thought kal parso kho dho gi,"I said.

"WOW!" She said.

"I'll see you around," I said.

"Bye,"she said.

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