ONE MONTH AFFAIR

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ONE MONTH AFFAIR

PART 40

"I will kill you, you nasty pig bloody B grade... no no C grade MMA fighter. I will make sure dad will chop you and then roast you in his favourite barbecue, " I yelled on him continously beating his back when he hovered me on his back like I'd be some sack bag.
Stupid nasty creap.
" Shut up, will you? And I'm not afraid of your dad. Just wait for the I'd prove you this," he said.
He kept on walking and I couldn't see anything as tge world around me turned topsy- turvy, my ponytail hung vertical and I kinda enjoyed being lifted apart from the fact that he sort of kidnapped me. Yeah! Can you believe it, he sneak us out from road and I bet everyone could possibly be looking for us. But he being the stubborn he, wanted to steal a moment. I mean is he some dacoit? Steal a moment!
" Here we are, " he said putting me down on ground and I stumbled a bit; Shaksham was quick to hold me circling his arm around my waist as I clutched his shirt in my hands.
" You know, you can never resist me," he cheekily flirted.
" And I wish to have my shakku bai back," I frustratingly mumbled.
Shaksham laughed out loud at my behaviour.
" I can't believe you are flirting with me. I am seriously missing annoying you," I smiled a bit.
" I bet you do," he replied showing his dimpled smile.
I sighed! Why so cute, Shaksham. I scoffed inwardly. Maintain a hearty distance, he's my friend.
"So why have we sneak out or stolen a moment? " I asked as matter of fact.
" Because, I was hungry. In fact, I am hungry. Oh my god! Tge people in my tummy town are doing tango, hip hop and what not," I laughed at his hyperness. Another thing I learnt about him that he's big time drama queen.
" So what do we have for lunch now? " I sat on the blanket he layed there.
"Aloo ka paratha," he rubbed his palms together and I begin to serve our plates.... well one plate actually as Shaksham being the typical best friend here wanted to eat from my hand... typical ha?
Well, it's been a while I teased him, isn't it?
So I served my plate, tore a bite, dipped it in the curd and lovingly duck it in my mouth not before teasing shaksham.
" Hey you can't do this. That's my share of paratha, " he whined.
Well had I told you it's a sight to see our MMA shaksham whining.
" Really?  I can't see your name here," I turned paratha and again ate a bite teasing him more.
He frowned first but then ballooned his face and turned around... his back was facing me.
" Ok fine. Turn around, " I shook him sighing defeatingly.
" Shaksham don't be a child," I rolled my eyes at his stubbornness.
" What do I need to make you smile, " I gritted my teeth... as for you guys thinking ehy I'm pampering him. So here is the answer, I just can help but pamler him and I spoiled him. Grrh.
" I need paratha and sweet," he grinned fully turning around.
" Fine,"I fed him the paratha and searched whole vasket for sweet but there was no sign.
" The sweet is not here, what to do now? " I mumbled.
Then suddenly I felt a wet kiss on my left cheek that had me frozen a place.
"This is my sweet.  Now hurry up your dad is hyperventilating, " he coolly walked to the car leaving me there at the cliff frozen. He didn't know that I had a little feeling and if he keep doing this; I would be hard for me.
Damn you Shaksham!  Oops damn you best friend!

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