MaNan- She is to be Loved

Chapter 4- The unforgettable Meet!

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~And she came like a Tornado in my Life~

-Affu-

In India

Murthy's Cashew Nuts Industries

Viren's Cabin

"You may leave, Miss Maya." Viren spoke to his personal assistant, who nodded at him, before leaving his cabin.

"Oh! Sometimes, I hate being a businessman." Viren spoke frustratingly, after checking the clauses for a contract that they made, for an upcoming deal.

"Angel ki call bhi nahi mila." he muttered to himself, while staring at his mobile. He opened the chat box to find all his messages unread. He tried her number, which went unanswered, like the past 2 days.

"Damn it!" Viren slammed his mobile on the table, and tried to concentrate in his work. But all he could think about was his sister.

Is she alright? Is she going through some problems? Are Appa and Ma alright? Did somebody hurt her?- these were the thoughts going through his mind.

Taking his mobile again, he was about to call Rithvik, when an unknown number flashed in his mobile. He denied the call, and dialed Rithvik's number, but the unknown number flashed again. And now, he was more than frustrated.

"What the hell is your problem? If I am denying your call, then it means I am not interested. Now, who is it?" he barked over the phone, and the caller was silent.

"Why the hell are you silent, now? Speak up. Who is it and hang up the damn call then." Viren barked again, clenching his fists. He was losing his control, and when that happens, he wouldn't know what he speaks.

"I thought I called Viren Bhayyu. Lekin aap tho Asad Bhayyu nikle. Oops, wrong number, Bhayyu." his eyes snapped open in shock, on hearing the voice.

"Angel!" he stood up, pushing the chair backwards. "An-Angel. Is that you? Oh my God! Are you alright?" asked Viren, while running his hand through his hairs.

"Filhaal teek. But you sounded sick. In fact, you sounded like my silent serial killer lookalike Asad Bhayyu." Nandini retorted, and Viren widened his eyes at her new nickname for Asad. She loves giving them nicknames. Of course, meaningful nicknames.

"Why were you barking like a Hyena, Bhayyu?"asked Nandini, and Viren stared at himself.

"Hyena? Seriously Angel? I don't look like a Hyena, Angel. Besides, they don't bark, but laugh or cackle." Viren said, and then slapped himself for describing about the sounds that a Hyena makes, when he's supposed to scold her for not responding to their calls or messages.

"Huh! You seriously going to teach me about Hyena? Aapko wild animals se ithna pyar kyun? I should have guessed it, after knowing your characters." she muttered, and Viren let out a sigh.

"Angel. Stop your London Express, and answer my questions. Why the hell didn't you receive any of our calls? You didn't even bother to call us back. Na hi messages pada. Do you even know how worried we were?" Viren burst out, angrily. He was the most affected among the brothers, because he neither belongs to the calm group nor the agitated ones. He bottles up everything inside, and that makes him spit his frustration out to Nandini, because she does not complain and listen to all he's got to say.