To tear-off your dirty mask ✔

part 4

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Annika pushed the lady and rushed inside the house. Shivaay witnessed this scenario with wide eyes.

W: what the hell is happening here. Let me call the police
Her anger was on peak. She takes her phone and was about to dial the number

S: aunty..  please don't call the police. Let me handle this. She is not in her sense. Please

W: ok I give you 10 minutes Get out from here within this time

S: ok..  ok
Shivaay ran behind Annika

Annika walked forward with half-closed eyes and hits her head with the wall. She frisked the wall with a frown

S: Annika. Come..  let's go. This is not your house

A: where gone my roo..m. Where she shifted it. I will kill that lady today

S: Annika come.

A: let me talk with that lady.
(Annika walked towards the lady with her stumbling steps)
'What you did to my house. Where is my room'
She raised her voice as much as she can

W: I have already told you, this is not your house. Get out from here right now, if you don't wanna be behind the bars

A: what you mean by that. Will you call the police. Oooh.. good. I am waiting. do it fast. I also want to see how are you gonna stea..l my house.

She replied while jerking shivaay's hand who was trying to control her

W: you have gone mad totally.

Annika's blood boiled in anger. She threw whatever came in her sight. Broken pieces being scattered on the floor. Without any other option. Shivaay caught the hold of her waist. She wriggled in his arm like a baby. He tightened the hold

S: really sorry aunty...
He took out two thousand rupees from his pocket and handed it to that lady as compensation

Somehow he managed to take Annika inside the car.

A: why you took me out, man. My dad might have been getting worried about me. I wanna see him. Wait... I didn't see my dad there. where he gone

S: you didn't see because you were not in your house.

A: I think.. you are right

S: uff... Thank God finally you realised

A: where is my house then?
She pouted like a baby

S: how I can be aware of?

A: ok. You don't worry. Now I will show you the right path. I won't be wrong. Pinky promise

S: no thanks madam. You sit quietly. I will manage
He starts the car

A: how?

S: anyhow

A: let's call my dad. We can ask him the way

S: do anything

She inserted her hand in the skirt's picket in search of the phone. But it was missing. Her eyes brimmed with tears. Her face turned red. She started to weep like a baby

S: hey.. What happened? Why are you crying?

A: my phone..(weep) my phone is missing. Now how I will go home. How I will see my dad
She cried hard