DRIZZLING BLISS(COMPLETED)

Part-2

"Are you afraid of me??"- Shivaay hoped it will be her denial.

Annika checked him out, his strong muscular arms hanging parallel ending with no sharp nails, his biceps, hips narrowing and hidden behind his clothes,legs, slender and long, his feet straight inside his black shoe.

"I saw you hanging on the wall, in the corner room"- She was indeed a little afraid.

"That is Om, my brother"- He smiled. Thinking about his brother's talent.

"You have a judwa, like Salman Khan and Varun Dhawan??"- She doubted.

" Err!, Who are they?? Salman and Varun??"- Shivaay queried, perplexed.

Annika shifted comfortably.

"You don't know them?? Arre they are film actors, hero from judwa movie"- She informed him.

"You like them??"- His quested flowed, automatically. His lungs drew long breath at such thought.

"Not at all. Aap Gauri ko mat batana please, that Salman is an old man, my sister drools behind. Uski wajah se I find about this judwa theory"- She requested.

"Who is my judwa?? Om?? No no, its his work, he made me with his brush and colour and hanged in the corner room. Its my office and my brother is doing that art exhibition here"- He guessed.

"Are you afraid of me now??"- He repeated.

"No, I was before, the painting on the wall seems so real that I thought you walked out of it"...She replied, her eyes resting on his.

It reflect bluish colour.

"You have kanji eyes"- The first ever compliment from Annika.

"I know..."- Shivaay mused.

"I will call you Billuji, Is that ok with you??"- Annika wished.

She will call him Billuji?? Are they meeting again??

"when??"- He was eager.

"Now, now only I will call you Billuji"- She took a chair.

He occupied another, just in front of her, rotating the side one.

"What were you doing here?? In my cabin and my office??"- Shivaay Asked doubtfully.

He had thought her to be a thief, trying to steal his quote from any file, before few minutes.

Many thieves are beautiful, but not all the beauties are thief.

"Arre haan, I forgot to tell you"- Annika replied with an awe.

He sat sinking, relaxing his body, ready to listen the girl before him.

"I came for the paining festival downstairs with my sister, but the thing in there fly high, over my head. I asked the long haired emotional bhaiyya about washroom and he directed me here"- Annika felt excited about the thought.

"I came in this room and find a TV here, then only I remembered its the repeat telecast time"- Annika winked at him, her left eye act like a weapon.

Shivaay blushed a little.
Her wink is infectious.

"Repeat telecast,of what??"- Shivaay was eager to know.

Is that some news regarding increase of share prices?? Or an interview on someone she loves dearly was aired last night.

"Of my favourite TV serial where Nakuul appears!!"- Annika blushed, a slight pink.

"Oohk"- He relaxed. It solved the mystery behind his running idiot box.

"Just oohk?? How can it be just ok when Nakuul is involved. Its wow, amazing, fantastic. You know nothing about Nakuul Mehta, his tadi, his charm, his style, his hairs, ekdum hatke"- She praised.

He thought to bang his head somewhere, any iron surface, may be his glass table will help.

Annika praising some mere actor irked him.

"Did you watched it?? Your serial..."- Shivaay waited.

"Till the first advertisement break, I went to the corner room, to check the downstairs hall but saw you as a vampire and hide here"- She complained.

He nodded sympathetically.

"coffee with me??"- Shivaay invited, switching the TV off.

There is still time Annika, your serial is not here anymore and exhibition will take time it seems, I promise not to suck your blood"- Shivaay offered.

The file in his cabin neglected.

Khanna and his lavish car waiting in parking area long forgotten.

"Chalein Billuji"- Annika reminded him, of his invitation.