My Spicy Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 21

'There's a note for you..', Becky slipped a note in my hand and hurried off back to the counter.

Be ready by 8...

Huh?

No way

I was not up for any date scene now.

And here I was in my room, trying to choose something presentable. Well I had only two jeans and few shirts. No dresses.

Opting for my favorite peach button down shirt with jeans, I dashed inside the bathroom to take care of myself.

By the time I was done brushing my hair I heard a small knock on the door and wondered who it could be. Well, he never knocks. He just barges inside and lurks around as if it his own place.

I disengaged the bolt and found him smiling down at me in faded Jean's and black polo t-shirt with a dash of Nike pee-cap.

Wow

'Did you forget the key?', I asked while walking back inside and heard him close the door.

'No I just thought to be more sensible this time.', he said in an apologetic tone that made me smile and I gazed back at him.

He looked a bit change.
What did our last night's kiss do to his looks?

'What?', he asked with pocketed hands.

I shook my head.

'Ready?', he asked and I nodded.

I nodded and wrapped my only scarf securely around my head.

He opened the door of his car for me and that made me recall bad old times.

'Your hair were still wet...', he commented while pulling up from the curb.

'You should've dried them, you'll catch pneumonia.', he said again when he didn't earn anything for me.

'It's not that easy to get pneumonia.', I said and looked at his bare arms.

Am I seeing them for the first time?
They had those protruded veins that I used to swoon over whenever I got glimpse of it from his folded sleeves back then.

Another wow...

I averted my gaze and soon we were parked in front of the shore. The same shore where I had confessed my love for him two years ago. I gulped down heavily and looked at him who was already staring at me.

'Let's go', he unbuckled and jumped out of the car.

With a heavy heart I unbuckled my belt and he opened my door with his hand extended.

Should I take it?
Or ignore it?

'You think too much.', he said with his hand still extended.

'Come on', he gestured to it and I gave in.

I stepped out of the car and he walked me to the shore. With an ice cream in my hand, we walked along the shore with my scarf flailing and his hair all over the place.

I caught him staring at me a couple of times and he smiled everytime.
I wasn't used to his sweet side and now that it was exposed, I was probably having a hard time to get used to it. I only remembered a grumpy Zaid who kept scolding me for nothing.

I sighed as we reached a big rock where he helped me climb on top of it. He sat beside me and looked ahead of him. It was dark and less crowded here.

'Did you forgive me?', he asked out of nowhere and I looked down at my hands.

It wasn't easy on my part.

I gazed up at him and he was still looking at the dark sea.

'My sister was assaulted few years ago.', he started and I knew it was about Zasha.

My heart sank at thought of her being molested. She was such a nice girl. Still men chose to be wild around their prey.

'She contracted schizophrenia due to that incident. She used to hallucinate things that were not happening. She illusioned her assaulter around her everytime she was alone.', he sighed. 'I never wanted to be like that bast***. But still, things turned out to be odd in my favor..', he paused and looked at me. 'And I became that man. I became Dawar.', he said with a pained look.

'And I hate myself for becoming Dawar. I was more ruthless than he had been  to Zasha', he shook his head.

'Its only Musa who can cope up with her. And I know he'll never ever leave her. He loves her. A lot.', he whispered the last word and smiled.

'It all happened in a blur. I got twisted at that stupid time. I know...', he shivered. 'I know I should've controlled myself but I--', he stopped and looked around as if he would find his answer.

'I really don't understand why I did it.', he said after good ten minutes.

'And then.. you were gone. I checked your last apartment but somebody else was living in there. After some more investigations I found your whereabouts but I kept my distance.'

Huh?
He knew my whereabouts?

'I was worried for you. You know?', he asked with some hidden message swimming in his eyes.

'What?', I asked not knowing what he was trying to tell me.

He danced his eyes around and he tried to get hold of it. What was he trying to say?

'Obviously you were emotionally struck.', he started again and shrugged.

'I just had this amazing thought in my mind but it never happened.', he smiled to himself.

'What?', I asked again.
He was being very vague in his speech.

'I just thought if you got pregnant, then may be you'll consider me again but...', he sighed and got hold of my hand.

'I didn't.', I told him.

'Yeah I know that.', he said and chuckled.

'But if you can forgive me then may be we can...', he wiggled his brows and earned a slap on his arm.

Stupid. Idiot. Moron.
And what not...

'Not happening.', I said sternly and hopped off of the rock.

He jumped down and we walked back to his car where he opened the door for me again.
Wow
It feels nice to be taken care of.

We marched together inside my apartment and he hit the bed in his face.

'Ohh gosh! I'm tired.', he roared loudly and few minutes later, the walls around me were begging by being beaten at the hands of his snores.

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