A little thing called love..

Chapter 11

( Image : A sad, teary-eyed Isha... )

Aditya's P.O.V.

The doctors just confirmed Veer's healthy state after 4 hours of admission. Since his parents are out of town its upto me now to take care of him and these two crazy ladies. Only God knows how much drama have I tolerated in these past hours. I thought Isha was a drama queen. Ankita tops Isha by a mile. All this while she has been consoling Isha and hearing her tantrums and justifying Isha's behavior.

Seems like I have to take things into my hand or else this drama would never end.

Ankita , I called out.

No response. That's strange

Ankitaa , I called out in a much stern voice.

If this was the army , the boys would have stood up at once. But Ankita only lifted her eyes towards me and held a questioning gaze. This girl does look pretty even when she's sad. Let me just get to the point rather than admiring.

Since we would be allowed to meet Veer in a while, I think its best if you could make some light food for him and something for us too. I shall drop you off at your home and pick you up in an hour. I believe that isn't much work.

I can manage on my own. Thanks anyways. Take care Isha.

Saying this she left without a word.

I cant believe she just turned down my offer. I was just trying to help. Strange girl.

She is different , I must admit.

There is something about her that is interesting.

Cant wait to taste her cooking...

Isha's P.O.V

As Ankita left I was all alone in the busy hospital with Aditya. I don't even want to see his face or hear his name. Stupid jerk. He slapped me in my own house, that too infront of Anks and a dying Veer. Well not entirely dying, but somewhere in that zone . And now Adi has asked Anks to cook for us and Veer, without asking my consent to it.

Poor Adi.. He doesnt know the wonders of Anks' culinary skills.

I wanted to warn him. But then revenge is a dish to be served, isnt it..

Let him suffer that which he has asked for.

He acts like he knows everything in this wide world. Time to make him understand that not all women are bound to the walls of the kitchen...

Ankita's P.O.V.

I reached home just like Adi asked me to. But he said it in a tone that was similar to assigning duties to subordinates. I am not his servant and this is not the army. I didn't want to fight with him when Isha was worried, so I left. Lying in the sofa, I am just wondering what to do. Adi asked me to cook. For heavens sake, what am I, his maid ??

Do I even look like a girl who knows how to cook? What made him assume so?

Isha is worried sick, Veer is hurt and Adi is probably hungry from travelling. Now might not be the time to ponder over my self respect. 

Let me just try to cook up something easy and effortless.

Besides, how hard can it be to cook anyways??

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