Language Of Love...(#watty2016)

chapter nine// first walk

That is how Abeeg looks like...

The chapter is dedicated to the talented
cute_ness_overloaded

ABEEG'S POV

I couldn't believe myself. I said I would company her. I assured her father that she would be safe. I even wore the panjabee which Dad's wife brought. Hope Ritika would calm down with it. As I supposed it was not that red-white combined. Good, she caught my choice. I would never wear such things. It seems everyone is in a uniform.

Both of my guardians was so shocked that for some minutes they were in statue. Dad seemed like just in two seconds he would end up crying. When Ritika's father waved us good bye and left from here, I insisted to leave too. As two pair of eyes were staring me shockingly I wanted to get rid of them. So I stepped out my home but had to stop as Ritika was still on the gate. She was checking me from head to toes. Again and again.

I sighed before asking. "What?"

"Did someone hit your head? Or have you short time memory loss problem.?" That was first time she spoke after our little argument in my room.

I frowned at her. Where this came from? "Should I ?" To my surprise she laughed. so adorably that I just stared like an idiot. I gulped as that thought.

"You behave strange. I thought I was missing some puzzle. But you parents' face. OMA that was epic. Like they would get a heart attack when they heard you. BTW you didn't answer my question. Why this change?" She asked wiggling her eyes. An amused smile on her face. To be frank I didn't know. Why this change? Simply didn't know.

"Do you wanna go or blabbering with me here? " I changed the subject as that was not easy discussion.

"Yeah want to go but before I want to say sorry. As.." She said sorry. Sorry sorry? Was it like soap opera? Little much. But why the hell she was sorry.?

"You are sorry? You? For what?"

"Look, I was freaking out unnecessarily. It's not easy to let go your mom. And replaced with another. I should understand. Not like that I behaved." I stared at her Allah knows how long. For the first time someone understood without bullying me. I didn't find any word to say.

"I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted you to be happy. May be may be she... Let it be. We will not talk about it. Let's go." She started to walk when I still stood there. Didn't find any strength to move. She looked at me confusingly.

"I can't cope with you, Ritika. I just can't. You sorry? Seriously? All idiocy was mine. You didn't even talk with me all this time. I... I don't know what to do. I even ready for going with you just for we can make up and now you said sorry? I thought you were angry" I blurted out whatever I had. I was so exhausted to keep this with me.

She was looking at me for like millionth seconds. No blink no movement. Nothing. "You did all this for me? I... I.. Why!?"

"Don't know. Just can't tolerate the silence. Neither your angry face.." I shifted when she placed herself near me " I was not angry... Never was. " we stared at each other for some times before she took my hand and I felt an urge to remove not for her touch was uncomfortable but but..the electric jolt was running through my body made everything so much hard.