Perfect Strangers ✔

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...he clutched his collars tighter.
"You!"Chandra raged.

"CHANDRA! CHANDRA!
PLEASE!" She screamed.

Chandra breathed out. He was still standing there watching them. It was his imagination...

Ayush and Nandhini took their respective bags. A utter silence prevailed. Both of them look tensed and couldn't have a proper eye contact. Ayush sighed.

Ayush: H-How are you..

Nandhini: Good...

Ayush: Hmm..

Chandra walked near them. Ayush gave a recognized look at him.

Ayush: you...

Chandra put hands on her shoulders and pulled her near him slowly.
Chandra: Husband.

Nandhini gave a weird stare at him.

Ayush: oh! C-Congrats..
His voice was low with guilt.

Chandra: we are getting late for the flight so.. excuse.
Before Nandhini could react he grabbed her hands and walked towards the boarding gate.

***
Diya entered the cabin and threw the papers on the table. He was stunned.

Boss: What's this!

Diya: The papers you gave!

Boss: what..

Diya: Hell with your presentation and job! Who are you to judge about me!? Asshole!

Boss: Mind your words! I am your boss..

Diya: i am not working here to hear your bullshit you jerk!

Boss: You are crossing your limits..

Diya: Hey! Do what you can!

She walked out casually.
Ratan was impatiently waiting for her walking up and down. When he saw her coming, he rushed towards her.

Ratan: Hey! What happened? What did you do?

Diya: (she told what happened) i am fired from the job! She said in a lethargic tone.

Ratan: O.M.G! Are you serious?

Diya: i gave him the answers for his questions. That's it!

Ratan stands still shocked.

Diya: Are you taking the car or not?

Ratan: i-i am coming!

She got into the car. Ratan got into the driver seat.
Ratan: ok... what's your answer for your parents?

Diya: huh?! She choked.

Ratan: yes dear!

Diya: if i tell this, they will definitely bury me alive! (She gets worried)

Ratan: then why did you talk to your boss like this??

Diya: because.... i-i can't tolerate this anymore! I don't want to sit like that for hours thumping the keyboard! I hate the job, me, this life! Chaai! (She spat angrily; sighs)
I am fed up...

Ratan: Tell this to your parents... or else how they will know this?

Diya: but how...

Ratan: aleast they must know what's in your mind...

Diya: hmm...
She was worried.

Ratan: Actually you should have taken photo of your boss..