As Aditya and Zoya were still holding on to each other lying on the floor, looking at Pooja, Aditya asked Zoya, "We fell down right? Why is she screaming for it??"
"I don't know..." Zoya said with a confused face, while she saw the broken cardboard blocks and pieces under Aditya.
"Ya Allah!!!" Zoya exclaimed in horror, as she moved from Aditya and sat up.
"Why are you screaming now??" Aditya asked, while Zoya said with a panicked face, "Pooja's model!!"
Aditya turned to his side, and looked at some broken cardboard and block pieces next to him, and under him. He sat up and saw the model broken completely.
Aditya scratched his head and looked at Pooja, while Pooja was looking at her model with a terrified face. He understood he has messed around the wrong person in the wrong arena. Once in Delhi, when Aditya poured ink over her drawing by mistake, she screamed in such an intensity that the entire society people gathered at her home with wooden logs and knives, thinking that a robber had entered her home. He still remembers Arjun escaping out of her home through the bathroom window, fearing people beating him up mistaking him to be a robber.
"My model!!!!" Pooja tip toed over the paint, and came to Aditya and pushed him to the side, while he rested his hands on the floor, which was wet with paint. With a disgusting look, he looked at his disheveled shelf. He looked like the drawing which Arjun once made when he was 3 years old.
Zoya stood up, and adjusted her hair, and Aditya too stood up, keeping his hands detached from his body.
"My model!!!!" Pooja screamed, as she walked to Zoya and Aditya.
"I said you not to work near my model. I said you!!" Pooja beat Zoya, while she moved back with a puppy face.
"Sorry Pooja...I was careful only...actually..." Zoya looked at Aditya, "He only entered home shouting, and startled me!"
"Excuse me!!" Aditya turned at her with a shocked look, "You have this practice of always scolding me for saving you or what?? I caught you before you could fall on the floor, and you are blaming me now??"
"Who asked you to fall this side, you could have fell the other side too right??" Zoya asked with an angry face.
"Zoya ji!!" Aditya said with a smile, "Next time, when you are about to fall, tell me 'Action'...I will adjust the lighting and location, and come running in slow motion and fall where you want me to...what say??"
Zoya sulked hearing it, as she looked at Pooja, "Pooja, he only fell over the model, not me."
"I fell down, because I lost my balance as she was falling."
"I fell down, because you screamed and banged open the door!!" Zoya said looking at him.
"You fell down because you were ultra-sensitive to normal sounds...better wear ear plugs hereafter!!"
"Why don't you attach a silencer to your throat??" Zoya asked moving to him with an angry face.
"Why should I...first you..."
"Shut up!!!!!" Pooja screamed, and both Aditya and Zoya looked at her.
"My model is broken here...and you both are wasting time over baseless arguments!!" Pooja said, while Aditya and Zoya looked at each other.
"Instead of wasting your time in fighting..." Pooja said folding her hands forward, "I want you both to rebuild my model now...right now!!"
"What??" Aditya and Zoya asked in unison, while Pooja opened her eyes wide, "What 'what'?? Then you want me to sit and take all the effort once again? No way!! You both sit and finish this, while Arjun and I go out for the day."
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The Call of Destiny - AdiYa FF
Fanfiction🏆 Featured in Wattpad @AmbassadorsIN Serialized Spotlight Reading List Aditya Hooda is a sincere police officer, who doesn't believe in destiny and holds himself totally responsible for anything right or wrong which happens in his life. He is a man...
