The Stalker

15#Am I Stupid....

Doing all, see how normal he behave....

Uffff,
Again my stomach growls......

I hate serving food for myself....
Today this mom betrayed me....

I came to the dinning table grumpily and tried serving, he disconnected his call and holded my hand stopping me to serve....

I gave a questioning look, he served me food.....

"Aunty asked me serve, as you hate to do that....."he explained....

"What else your aunty said...."I asked swallowing the first Morsel......

She said, you hate to have food alone, so asked me to accompany you....

Now only I noticed his food is untouched....

I asked to have his food....

Finishing food, we both got up...

Washing the plates, I said remembering.....

"I am still angry on you......"
I will not forgive him for what he did.....

Slowly wiping his hands in towel, he raised his face to look into my eyes...
Slowly he walked close....

When I decided to turn around and run out, he proved my ideas are bad....
Simply in a blink of eyes, his arms holding me warm.....

"I gave you permission, to hold my collar and ask whatever you want....."

"Are you a stupid,
Why you said Harish Anna, that we will have the Marriage talks after my course ends....
How can you do this to me....."

I was in a height of disappointment....
I definitely know he has a valid reason, whatever it is, he would have shared with me...

He slowly took my face into his hand, and the second he pierced this eyes into mine....

All the tears I was locking behind the anger, came out....

He slowly drank my tears.....

His lips traced my cheecks as it owns mine....

Brushing the corner of my eyes, he gave a strong dash to my forehead, making me smile even in the tighteness of situation.....

I love doing this with Yokesh all the times, dashing his forehead with mine and making him annoy.....

Ram P.O.V.( Hey!!! This is the surprise......, Welcome to the world of Mr.Ram....)

I know she loves doing it,
I am not able to control myslef, seeing her so close...
Not just month or a year.....
It's a prayer and faith of years and years, to have her in my arms cherishing her sweet activities...
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Even now, though she is disappointed with me, she is smiling at me.....

That is the special of my Hitler sweet....
She turns into a whole different in a second.....

Wonder what is Hitler Sweet???

Hitler is the name, how the whole school calls her.....
But she remained as sweet for me, only me.....

My Hitler Sweet......

Suddenly, I felt her getting stiffened....
May be she realised, how close we are standing in her home.....

My collars got released from her hold.....

I left her.....

She turned and moved out.....

Taking a look at my wrinkled shirt, I realised how much I disturbed her emotions....

Trust me guys, I seriously try not to meet her alone....
Even at morning, I tried avoiding...
But aunty only asked me to accompany her as she hates eating alone....