It's All In The Mind √

Chapter Fourteen

" Since when are you in this house? " , Shaahid asked Rubina, taking the cup of tea from her hand.

" Three years. " , she softly replied.

" I don't understand one thing.
Why does this house have so many servants? It isn't even needed! " , Shaahid dropped his jaws.

" That's none of your business. " , she said even softer.

Shaahid controlled. And came straight to the point.
" Errm... Okay.. Did you see Salman Siddiqui, when he was alive? "

" Everyone has. He wasn't always invisible. "

" Was he extremely handsome? "

" He was, but you too are. "

Shaahid grinned.
" Thank you. Was he very serious, and smart? "

" Maybe he was. "

" 'Maybe', why? "

" Because I hardly interacted with him, specially after knowing how much he hurt Sakina ma'am at times. "

" Really? But Sophia said he's a mind blowing personality, and everyone including Saajid was jealous of him! "

" Sophia?
Haha.
Yesterday she said you are impotent.
Should I believe her? "

The cup dropped from Shaahid's hand and broke into pieces.

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For the first time, Shaahid knocked on the door to Sakina's room rather than just pushing in.

A long moment later, it opened.

Sakina stood like a doll. Shaahid got in smiling, she closed the door and returned to sit on the bed.

The room looked unnaturally tidy.

" Were you cleaning the room after waking up? " , Shaahid asked.

Sakina nodded a yes. Surprisingly she was calm.
Shaahid sat on the chair, examining her.

" Are you still mad at me? " , he asked, trying to make sure she hadn't undergone a memory loss post his neck pinch.

She nodded sideways. And kept staring at the floor like a possessed human.

" But why? Only yesterday were you trying to stab me with a knife. "

" 'Raat gayi, baat gayi. ' (The night has passed, so has the incidents.) " , she uttered philosophically.

" Wow. You seem drunk. " , Shaahid twisted his lips.

" Yeah. Drunk in love. " , Sakina still held a philosophical look.

" Ahemm.... Smoking kills in five years.
Alcohol kills in ten years.
Love kills everyday.

Something like that? "

Sakina now looked at him. And stayed still for a long time.

Shaahid got the chance to examine her thoroughly. She looked pale, but not an ounce less beautiful.

She suddenly said,
" I'm hungry. Please ask someone to serve me breakfast. "

" That I'll do, but did Saajid bhai meet you in the morning? "

Sakina nodded a yes.
" He has got big clients at the shop. So he went. "

Shaahid wondered how their interaction would have been. He would have to ask Saajid.

" Today's Sunday. And there's a big melaa (fair) at the Mirza Grounds.
Mind joining me than sitting with a gourd face at home? "

Sakina stared at him. And frowned.
" Why with you? If at all I have to go, it'll be with Salman. "