She wants to live her life to fullest.
So he? Maybe not like her level.
She don't want any commitment.
So he? Maybe not though fully.
She don't give shit to any people.
So he? Maybe not that sassy though.
All she want is No from him.
But all he sai...
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Manjusha pov:
"Mmmm" I hummed at kabir for whatever he is saying.
"Manju, what happened to you?"
"Nothing, am just sleepy. That man who is my husband according to law is not letting me to sleep at all" I says by laying my head on the writting desk.
"Oh, so it means you and him for whole night.... Mmmm"
"Excuse me" I narrowed my eyes by lifting myself and sitting properly on my seat.
"What manju, you and him are newly married couple right. So, it means.... Kiss, cuddle, and that.... Se... Ahem those only right" he says by raising his eyebrow at me.
I twisted his ear.
"As if you don't know that what kind of relationship me and him were sharing?. You clearly knows that I hate him to the core, then what?. Stop speaking like this"
"Am just kidding manju, don't be angry okay" he tries to pacify me, but all I did is hitting him with my note book.
"Oww manju, sto.. St.. Stop"
"Class" Sir shouts, making everyone to groan.
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"I wanna ride" I argued.
"No, you can't" Mithran says by grabbing my bag from my hand.
"Hop on manju, am getting late" he tiredly says, but who cares. I kept standing.
"Okay fine" he surprisingly says as he gets down from the bike.
Miracle.
"But drive slowly" he informs, I nods at him.
"After a decades..." I sighs, as I started the bike even though it is not my bike.
It feel surreal, to ride the bike. It would be better if this moron is not present who is now clutching my shoulder.
After few mins of ride, I raised the bike speed.
"Little puff, slow down" he keep on insisting me, but who cares.
After a long time am riding a bike. This is heaven, bike riding is my way of escape. Escape from the reality that I don't have anyone to be say mine.
'But now you have one, who is sitting behind you and clutching your shoulder and scolding you' my mind protests.
'He is no one to me' I retarded.
"Little puff, slow down...."
He sighs, as I slower down a little.
After 30 mins, we reached his home.
"You are very boring" I says as I enters into the home.
"Well, if safety seems to be boring to you means. I can't do anything. But I can make something to make your boredom to reduce" he informs while I sits on his bed, but now it's mine.
