Finding us

Chapter 6

"What plans do you have for later?" Rohan asked all of a sudden.

"Diya and I have plans for a girl's night out" Priya said brightly.

"Oh good... I can cook for a girl's night out" Rohan said brightly.

"Arre.. Nikhil and I will tag along, so that Diya and Nikhil can get some time together, hai na?" He added quickly.

"Achcha?" She rolled her eyes.

"And even we can spend some time together" he winked, dragging the trolley around, leaving her gaping at his retreating figure.

Still blinking in confusion, Priya wobbled forward slowly - did Rohan just suggest they could spend some time together??

Her heart tripped and her breath hitched in her throat, whilst a shy smile curled her lips at the prospect of dinner with Rohan!

What would they do?? She felt so nervous and excited at the prospect of spending some time with Rohan, her heart fluttered in delight!

"Your shopping done?" Diya winked as she joined Priya.

"Is Indian food okay for you both?" Rohan asked, walking back to Priya, a packet of garam masala in his hand.

"Indian food?" Diya blinked at him in confusion.

"He... And... Nikhil... Are going to.. uh... Cook for us... Tonight" Priya tried to say it as calmly as possible, though her heart was doing the conga!

"Really?" Diya's eyes went wide with excitement and she grinned.

"Kya hoilare bidu log?" Nikhil snapped at Rohan as he too joined them. Both Diya and Priya stared at him in shock.

{Translation - what's happening? }

"Oh shaane... yeh kai ko yeh pakdelare?" Nikhil indicated the packet of spices in Rohan's hand and looked at him in confusion.

{Translation - why are you holding this Mr. Smarty-Pants?}

"You're talking in tapori language?" Diya blinked at him.

"Ha... Yeh pure mumbai ka murga banna chahta hai" Rohan chuckled as Nikhil nodded.

But as the girls too guffawed with laughter, Nikhil's face turned red and he glared at Rohan.

"Apun sekhlerahu..." He pouted as Diya giggled.

{Translation - I'm still learning}

"Learn properly... We can then talk in tapori" she said excitedly and he sighed, smiling at how excited she looked.

"Tum mere ko sikhayegi?" He asked her, feeling rather shy.

{Translation - you're gonna teach me?}

"Ha pakka... Ek dum faadu wala.... maane.. pure tapori sikhayegi apun... aur aisa jhakaas lagenga... " she grinned, rubbing her hands in excitement.

{Translation - yes definitely!! That too proper tapori... It'll be so awesome!!}

But Nikhil kept blinking at her. He'd hardly understood a word she'd spoken, but she looked so pretty with her eyes wide and shining with excitement, he couldn't help smile!

"Koi load nahi leneka... Apun hai na!!" she added and grinned at him.

{Translation - don't worry, I'm there!
Load means tension}

Load? Nikhil blinked, his eyes moving to his groin who was behaving today.

The only LOAD he knew was related to a man's groin... Did she mean that? Nikhil's whole face grew warm as blood rushed to his face - did she mean load, as in, his load... His release of pleasure??