SLS#7# The Irresistible Aviatrix

Language Of Kindness

Divya's POV

" If you are that irritated with me then why are you here, Ms. Kashyup?" He asked me.

" My mom has sent me forcefully. Otherwise I would have never come." I twisted my lips and he chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

" Really?! Then Mrs. Kashyup is really a kind hearted person. She is really awesome. Why are you like that?" He asked me.

" Like what?!" I asked him narrowing my eyes.

" So rude." He said to me.

" So rude!!!" I asked him and he nodded smirking at me. " And me?" I asked him. He nodded again and I rolled my eyes. " Ok. I don't have any say about that."

" You shouldn't. You are really very rude." He said and I gritted.

" Have dinner. Stop talking." I said to him and he chuckled.

I just served the dinner for him not before checking if the dishes were ok. Because Amma likes to cook food too spicy. I mean we are habitual of that. I don't know if it will be favourable to Mr. Kingston or not.

" Do you like spicy food?" I asked Mr. Kingston.

" Why?" He asked me back.

" Because my mom cooks food too spicy. She is kinda obsessed with that." I said and he chuckled.

" It's ok. She must have cooked them with love. I don't have any problem with that." He said.

" Don't complain about it later if it's too much for you." I said to him and he chuckled.

" Let's see." He said and I handed him over the plate.

I was waiting for his reaction but he didn't say anything for awhile.

" Too spicy?" I asked him and he smiled.

" It's perfect." He said while having his dinner peacefully. I kept looking at him. Don't know why. Suddenly he looked at me and stopped there.

" What happened?" He asked me and I shook my head. " Why aren't you having dinner then?" He asked me.

" Yeah, I am." I said and shoved the spoon in my mouth. He chuckled seeing my reaction.

" Mrs. Kashyup should take part in MasterChef." He said and I chuckled.

" I will convey this compliment to Mom. She loves to have compliments." I said to him.

" Well, who doesn't?!" He asked me and I rolled my eyes. " Don't you love to have compliments?"

" Have dinner silently." I glared at him.

" Wow!!! Glaring at your boss?" He asked me.

" Office time is over." I said to him.

" Still I am your boss." He said.

" You were not saying that to Pooja awhile back." I said to him.

" I think I have told you before that she and you are not the same. You guys have differences. So, stop comparing yourself with her." He said to me and I rolled my eyes.

" We both are your employees." I said to him.

" Only her." He said.

" Then what am I to you?!! Your girlfriend?" I rolled my eyes. He chuckled winking at me.

" My enemy." He said to me and I glared at him hard which unfortunately didn't work on him at all. I sighed inwardly.

" Only you think that not me." I said to him and he chuckled.

" Yeah. May be I am the only one who thinks like that." He said and I rolled my eyes.

" Stop creating enmity with people without any reason. Damn it." I said and he chuckled.

" Then let's cancel this enmity." He said and I twisted my lips.

" When once have I told you that we are enemies? I have never ever thought anything like that." I said to him.

" Ok. I will stop thinking about that." He said.

" Better for you." I said to him.We finished having dinner.

" Can you pass me the tissue paper?" He asked me and I rolled my eyes.

" That's in front of you. Why can't you take it from there?" I asked him.

" Why can't you just pass that?" He asked me and I gritted.

" I will not do that. You do whatever you want to do." I said to him.

" Are you sure?" He asked me.

" About what?" I asked him.

" You don't care about it?" He asked me. I shook my head. 

" No. I don't." I said to him.

" Don't blame me later." He said to me and I rolled my eyes.

" Whatever." I said and he chuckled before holding the corner of my dupatta and wiped his lips with that. I glared at him and he winked at me.

" Told you don't complain about it later. It's not my fault now." He said and I sighed.

" You are irritating. How do your family tolerate you?" I asked him irritatingly. He chuckled.

" They don't have to tolerate me." He said.

" Why is that?" I asked him.

" Simple. Because my family consist of I, me and myself." He said and I looked at him weirdly.

" What?!" I asked him.

" Hmm..." He said.

" Where are they then?" I asked him.

" Dead for me." He said seriously and I was confused. Why does he hate his family that much?!!

" But..." I was saying but I stopped. I shouldn't discuss about that. He must not like that. " Ok. If you say so. But you should have a family of yours. It will help you a lot. Specially with your rudeness." I said and he rolled his eyes. " I am serious. No kidding." I said and he rolled his eyes.

" Ok. No worries. I will get married and have a family later." He said.

" Later?!! Later when?! This is the perfect time. Get married and have a family. You are getting old." I joked and he chuckled.

" Yeah, trying to find out a way to convince the girl. Once I can convince her then we will get married within a month and have kids the next year." He said and I rolled my eyes.

Once a stupid always a stupid.

" Yeah, right." I said.

" Aren't you happy with my plan of making a family?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes.

" Do you think girls like rudeness?" I asked him.

" No but they can tame it." He said and I sighed. I was about to say something but the nurse came inside.

" Oh, Mr. & Mrs. Kingston!!! You guys are still here? Have I disturbed you?" She asked us and I looked at her weirdly. I was about to clear that misunderstanding but Mr. Kingston spoke up at once.

" It's ok. Check if she is doing ok." He said to the nurse and she nodded.

She left after checking if everything was ok. I hope Ganga gets well soon. We all are waiting for that. No matter how rude this guy sitting next to me is but this kind and generous side of his surprised me. Not everyone has a big heart like him. He deserves a big thanks for helping those kids selflessly. There are not much people in the world who will do that. Trust me there are not. Kids are so prescious and their smile is gift. A gift which is the international language of kindness.