IPKKND FF FELONIOUS

Part 2(B)

He can be officially declared as stupid and unofficially you can call him an idiot, moron and so on so forth, he won't mind. Because that's what he is, even today he would miss meeting her it's for sure. What was the need to go party? As it is he is not declared as CEO of the company! By the term party, he remembered a girl in her long frock binging the ice cream after declaring to share it with him. You could as well refer to as letting him taste it rather than sharing. Lavanya.. a small smile played on his lips with that image of her. Nothing other then her appearance would give you confirmation of her being an adult, seeing her love towards the food he is sure meeting her would be more regular.

Coming back he looked towards the pile of work to the clock and towards rest of the office. It's like the watchman and the security are the only ones giving him company other then the two senior most people completing off the last minute dealings. As it is his first job and it being the first day it's obvious it will take time to understand how the firm works, his responsibilities here. Not that he was burdened with plenty of work it's just for everything to get into his brain it took more then required time and now he is still in office rushing up the things so that at least he can have a glance of her or a word with her if not a complete conversation.

Now you would surely ask what made him not meet her in the morning itself rather than getting all worked up now. He never woke up before seven and habits are not made in a click. That's why he hid back the reception table to be out of sight of any emergency client dropping by and having a word with him. He just has to take down their details to pass it on to the required department the next day, but even that few minutes he can't waste. He huffed when he still heard the voice calling out to him even after him trying to religiously escape.

"Excuse me,"

"Haa!" there is no escape now, meeting Khushi has to be postponed again.

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She wore a red sweater on blue jeans pairing it with an orange scarf.

She only talked when she needed and sat still drinking small sips of juice. Her eyes reflected tiredness, they were dull.

"Khushi?" he wants to confirm if she really wanted to be here with him at this time of night.

"Huh" she was only present physically there, her thoughts occupied images of her little friend, NK, he liked having ice cream. Clouds of tears threatened to flood but she took a breath and gathered her senses. This is not the right place and time to cry.

Arnav touches her shoulder making her to almost jump away from him, making her push the seat to the other side giving her view of the entrance from which only couples came and left which in turn made her more uncomfortable.

"Hey, I'm sorry you didn't respond so..?" he couldn't comprehend the reason behind the strange behavior of the girl sitting in front of him.

She completely became silent once they reached the spot. She was okay back then when he asked about going out as he wants to give a treat regarding the job offer. The girl first was surprised with the unimaginable request later when he confirmed he was not joking she gave a questioning look towards the owner of the shop whom he came to know as Mr. Happy Singh.

The old man in privacy enquired about him so much that he can write an autobiography on Arnav. Not that Mr. Happy Singh let them go away with simple questioning he made Arnav write his mobile number in the shop records and made a call immediately from the landline in the shop to check his credibility. Next, he made him write his address along with his father's details. He still was not satisfied, he wants to know where he works and When Jha consultancy was mentioned he was more than okay to send the girl with him, as it is Shyam helped the old man a few years back regarding some case and to help him financially he started to order the stationery for his office monthly from the same shop Happy Singh runs.

Hmmm, all this for what.?! Just to send the girl a few buildings away. The cafe he took her to was in the same lane as his shop. Everything was okay for him until the girl beside him is okay, wanting to spend some time with him. But looks like the enthusiasm which was present back then in the shop, which was the reason for the old man to even think of the arrangement was missing the moment she entered the cafe and he is unable to think what could make her so disoriented. Having denied of tasting ice cream she settled for juice. From then he was the only one trying to make a conversation by framing sentences here and there while all throughout she sat absentmindedly. Maybe he should have not asked her to come out with him. From now he will only wait for her to make a move from her side. In this way, he will at least know if she is interested to speak to him or not.