Language Of Love...(#watty2016)

chapter five// first step..

This chapter is dedicated to my cute friend.. CutEandAwkwarD

RITIKA'S POV

I didn't want to feel bad. Why would I.? It was not like he meant those. What if he meant.?. What makes difference? Nothing. He didn't know anything. It was just for his idiotic behavior. Nothing more. But how many times I told it to myself, the reality was always bitter. Suddenly I faced it again, which was buried deep inside for a long time. And it hurt.

I cleared my thought. And opened my laptop. There, sometimes, I wrote something. Like stories. But I never published them. It was only my secret. Even Shan didn't know this. I went for Microsoft word and then something took my attention. A cup landed on the table. One cappuccino coffee, and the most beautiful thing was there was a smiley over it.

I frowned at it and looked over finding Mr arrogant standing there awkwardly. I didn't order. Moreover he had never served me. More more moreover that was a self service cafe. Why was he serving me!?.

"I didn't order.?" I said it though more like I was asking. He looked away kinda nervousness was playing on his face. Was he regret for his word!?.. It was impossible. I mean he was always this harsh toward me. What was the new here?

He didn't say anything further. So tell me what can I do. Awkward silence. Nothing. So I smiled at the coffee and remained my work. He was still standing there. I sighed and pointed him to the chair across my table to sit. " would you like to sit with me.?" He frowned at my word. Couldn't believe I just said it. If you ask me I also didn't thought he would sit.

But to my wonder he actually followed my word. Full of surprises. But that's it. Again silent. Seriously he had some problem. So I had to break it. "Nice coffee" I said it smiling at him. He looked at me with such a disbelieved. "How could you smile at me!?.. How. I had told you so many things. Where you didn't have any fault too.!?.. Then why are you behaving like this.?. Like like.. I don't know. It's over my mind.. Why are you sweet at me?"

Oh ho.. Finally he spoke up. I thought he had vocabulary problem. As always used only get lost , get lost, get lost.. So he could talk then. Good. I lowered my head toward him. And called him close by my hand. I headed right then left then again right, so can assure no one was hearing us, then whispered. " it's all about extra butter and sugar. Try it.. You can be sweet too."

For two second he didn't say anything. Then back of. I also rested my back comfortably by the chair. He blinked sometime to resister what I said. Then smiled. Oh my Allah. He really smiled. And that was actually happy smile. Showing his dimple. If there would anyone, they would be burst out laughing. But it's the Mr. arrogant I was talking. So obviously normal rules couldn't apply on him..