Dono Jud Ke Judaa (Slow Updates)

Aaghaat

"And Hriday, are you? Are you in love with me?"

He looks at me like nobody has before. Like I'm so precious. Like I'm so precious to him.

He takes one more step forward and takes my hand in his. Bringing it to his lips, he gently kisses it.

My breath hitches in my throat as he places my palm on his chest near his heart. I can feel his heartbeat. It's fast, mirroring mine.

I see his Adam's apple bob as he gulps and looks into my eyes as if he's come down to a decision.

Here goes..

"Shravni I am-"

My phone rings.

What the-

He closes his eyes in an attempt to control the magical curse words that are threatening to slip out of his mouth.

Shit shit shit.

Mujhe kabhi phone nahi aate aur aaj ke din, vo bhi aise crucial time pe my phone decided to ring.

Ye kaisa naseeb hai mera.

"I'm sorry" I mumble, declining the call.

When he opens his mouth to speak again, my phone again starts ringing.

WHAT THE FUCK!

He takes a step back.

Nooo... Come back.

Ugh!

"Answer it" he tells me. I angrily switch off the phone.

"Mujhe kabhi phone toh aate nahi pata nahi aaj kyu-"

This time, his phone rings.

He grunts and answers it. "Yes? Who is this?" He barks into the phone and I imagine that he would've strangulated the person on the other line if he or she was in front of him.

He looks at me with some expression I can't quite decipher and takes a few steps away from me and the further he hears, the more he walks away.

What is it?

I walk towards him and I see that the colour has drained off his face and there are beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

"Kya hua Hriday?" I ask getting more and more worried. "Mujhe jo phone aa raha tha vohi number se tha kya aapko call?" I ask switching on my phone.

"Ermm ha vo actually it was from my office. Mera phone lag nahi raha tha so that idiot called you. But fir lag gaya mera phone. We have to go to Mumbai right now" he says typing a message to someone on his phone.

"What? Abhi? Kyu? Kya ho gaya hai aisa?"

"One of my client is arrested and I have to go there for his bail" he tells me.

"Really? Hriday kal jaa sakte hai na.. Kal toh waise bhi ja rahe hai wapas. Kisi aur ko bhejiye na please" I whine like a little kid but I can't help it.

"Shravni it's-" he rakes his hand through his hair and looks at me with an unfathomable expression.

"Actually the police are torturing him in jail. I have to.. I have to be there" he says.

I don't know what to say so I just turn around and start walking towards the stairs. Hriday rushes to me and suddenly grabs my hand from behind and pulls me into his arms, hugging me tightly. To say that I'm surprised will be an understatement.

"I'm so so sorry Shravni. I'm sorry but.. jaana padega" he says burying his face in my hair. He hugs me even more tightly but I feel a knot in my stomach.