Language Of Love...(#watty2016)

chapter eleven// first missing

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ABEEG'S POV

It's so darkness in the kitchen. Shit where is the switch of light. It's almost midnight. Why I was to hungry now!? Oh yeah didn't have dinner. So it was the punishment. Dad called me several time. Was busy watching a movie. It finished almost at 12. And now I was dying. Had almost given up when suddenly the light came on.

I turned and saw her standing at the doorframe of kitchen. "Abeeg, do you need anything?"

My first instinct was screaming for food. But I gulped the thought. "No, nothing." I passed her cursing my fate. Why she had to come now. "So you are roaming like thief in the midnight just for nothing." She smiled walking to the freezer. "Just give me five minutes, I am warming up the food."

"No need to bother. I'm fine. "

"Please eat something, it's not good to sleep with empty stomach. " her concern didn't look that fake.

"Oh please, keep your advice for your hospital. I'm not your patient." The smile was her face turned into something else. Some hurt, some anger.

"It's not for my patient, it's for my son. " I raised my eyes to understand her calm face. Looked like she just said the most common thing in this world.

Before my any responding she said with a pleaded voice "Don't let anger on foods. Eat something."

I sighed, how much I wanted to deny her, it seemed impossible. "You don't have to warm up them. Just give me some snacks. It Will be fine."

I waited on dining table when she served food. I noticed rosgolla also there. It reminded me Ritika and her word. Was silently finishing my meal when by the corner of my eyes I noticed her smiling. "Thanks for wearing the panjabe. It means a lot."

"I didn't do it for you. " I said it purposely to hurt her, though it was true. I wore it for Ritika. But it was not to necessary to tell her. Was it?

I expected to see a hurtful face. But to my utter astonishment she was terrified. It made me curious but I didn't bother myself to ask. "She is a nice girl."

I didn't have to ask whom she was referring. But still by frowning my eyes I asked "who?"

"Ritika, is she your friend?" She asked smiling but something was not easy in her. I nodded better than any audible answer. Friend. Was she friend!? It's OK for me now to accept friendship with her. But still it didn't sound good. Weird.

"Did she say anything to you." Her face was clearly horrified then. I couldn't understand suddenly why she was so curious about me and why did she expect I would share anything with her. And what the hell Ritika would say me? She was always blabbering. Though it didn't bother me much. Hell I think it was cute now.

I wanted to ask what she meant when her phone started to ring. "Hello.." I remained with my food when she almost screamed.

"What..."

"Shit... Of course I'm coming."

"Yeah.. Yeah.. If it necessary we have to shift. I will arrange everything."