•MishBir•KuKu•||Tied To You||

Chapter 2

"Mishti, the candidates for new security head are here. You need to appoint someone as soon as possible." Mrs. Sujata said entering Mishti's room.

"Of course, Mamma."

Mishti moved out of the house towards the backyard. She was lost in her thoughts. Her little encounter with the stranger last night had created a stir in her mind. Should she call off this marriage? But her mother would be hurt, and her business would suffer too.

"Careful!" She heard an unknown yet familiar voice and came to the present.

She felt someone pulling her out of the way and punching a man right on his nose. She was too shocked to react. She just stood there and saw than man who pulled her beating a gang of thugs. After a heated fight, they ran away.

"Thank..." she was about to thank the helping one but was surprised to see his face.

"Abir?!?"

"Mishti?" Abir looked at her surprised too. Pretended to be. "You, here? And who were they?"

"This is my house and they must be sent by some business rivals," She replied. "But what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I came for the interview."

"And you got the job." They hear Mrs Maheshwari joining their conversation.

"Mamma?" Mishti asked.

"Yes, Mishti. Trust me. He is just perfect for the job." She assured.

"Thank you so much, ma'am." Abir smiled.

"You are the security head of Maheshwari Enterprises and also Mishti's personal Bodyguard." Mrs. Maheshwari ordered.

"But, I don't need one." Mishti tried to argue. She never liked interference in her personal space.

"You do." Her mother said in a stern voice. "They reached the house already. I can't risk your life anymore."

Mishti knew her mother was telling right and she was not in a mood to argue so just nodded and smiled at Abir before leaving the place.

"And your bad time starts now!" Abir smirked evilly.

Kunal entered the kitchen and saw the most chuckle some view in front of him. Kuhu was trying to make dough for roti. Her attempts to mix the flour which was immersed in an overfilled container of water definitely looked adorable.

He was first confounded at what he saw and then he couldn't help but give a laughter away. Kuhu heard someone guffawing at her and turned towards the direction of the sound. Kunal moved from his place and went closer to her still chortling. It has been a month since Kunal has come to live with the Maheshwari’s. He was staying till Mishti's wedding. He had evoked an unknown feeling inside Kuhu. All she could now think of was making him happy. She didn’t know how to cook but she decided she would cook something for him today.

"May I know the reason behind those giggles?" Kuhu asked glaring at him.

"Just a second." still laughing, Kunal picked up a steal salver and showed her what he could see but she couldn't, her messed up face which was filled with flour.

"Yuck!" She opened her mouth wide and exclaimed.

"Oh my god!" He said as turned his gaze towards the bowl. "What is this?" His chuckles hadn't subsided.

"Here I am trying to cook for you and you are making fun of me? This is not fair, Kunal!" She stated in an irritated tone as she rubbed her hands to the edge of the bowl trying to clean her hands.

"Just a second, look at me," Kunal said agreeing to her but she shrugged him off. He held her face and made her face him.

"Look at me, Kuhu." He repeated and started to wipe off the dough from her face.

"You needn't do all this for me" he stated and she couldn't help but smile.

"You were never this cute!" He declared cupping her face.

After rubbing off the last portion of dough from her right cheek, he opened the flour box making her look at him puzzled.

He put few portions of flour into the bowl he stood behind her and came from back and slid his palms over hers and led her hands into the bowl. There both palms were now in synchronisation and slight blushes played on her cheeks, while he enjoyed the moment.

Her hair blew due to the flow of air and it tickled his face. She turned her face sideways and her green eyes met his brown ones. They savoured the moment as they loved being so close.

He then shifted his gaze to the bowl while she closed her eyes inhaling his smell. She finally lifted her hands.

"I don't think so I can do this." Kuhu said looking at her tender hands at disgust.

"That's not a problem." He pulled her cheeks.

"But I really wanted to make something for you." She said in a disappointed tone.

"Don't feel bad." He assured her. "The cook will make something for me. Just go and wash your hands."

Kuhu went after smiling at him happily while Kunal looked at her going figure evilly.

He was so proud of his brother and himself for fooling these girls so easily. Especially Kuhu. How could she not know that he was not her old friend but an imposter?

Abir and Kunal had done a lot of scan about this family and the sisters; their strengths, weaknesses and all their history. They got to know about recruitment of Security Head and Abir met Mishti the previous night of it. They knew destiny was with them when they found out that Kuhu had a school friend named Kunal who was settled in abroad and was never going to come back. It was very, very easy. Just like Abir had thought. He wanted to change their lives, not for good.

Only if he knew, not only them but also his and his brother’s lives were going to change, forever!

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