Next morning at breakfast, rather than shy glares, imlie was shooting draggers at him
"Imlie, tujhe nahi lagta tujhe wfh chalu kar dena chahiye? Din bhar ghar pe bore hoti ho...articles likhogi to time niklega" arpita says
"Han...wo...sach bole to humka dar lag raha h...kaahe ki hume kuch bhi yaad naahi h, kaise likhte h..kya karte h...aur agar aache se naahi kiya to hamar boss babu humka demotion na de de !" Imlie says sarcastically
"Ese kaise how demotion! Tere boss ki boss mai hu. Aru tu imlie ki help kar" narmada orders
"Aree maa mai kyu-"
"Han kaki maa ee kaahe kari h?! Hum DOST bhi naahi h !" Imlie says taunting again
"Maine MBA kara h journalism nahi! Proper logo se help lo mai ye bol raha tha"
"Hum manage kar li h ! Tohar madat ki jarurat naahi h!"
"Exactly isliye beech road pe chod aai thi na mujhe"
"Kyaaa?!" Arpita shouts
"Kuch nahi di, mera ho gaya" aryan says getting up abruptly
"Aru, breakfast pura to kar!"
Aryan ignores as imlie stands up holding the corner of his coat
"Kaki maa kuch kah rahi h.BREAKFAST KHATAM KARO. Janat ho 3 wakt ka khana naahi milta kitne logo ko?!"
"It's okay imlie. Bohat logo ko bohat kuch nahi milta h" he says holding her hand trying to make her leave
Imlie feels his hand burning hot
Like aryan was hot in general. But this was literally
She checks his temperature instantly
"Toka bukhar h!" Imlie says pulling him back to chair.
To her surprise aryan falls down immediately, not having much strength
"Kamre me chalo, didi dawai aur eeka nasta bejwa do" imlie says putting his hand around her neck
"I can walk imlie."
"Aur hum udd sakat h! Dekho, sahara le lo. Naahi to jor se giroge. To phir hum utha naahi paai h"
Aryan looks at her with tears forming
"To tum mujhe girne nahi dogi?"
"Naahi!" She says feeling nostalgia
"Kyu imlie...tumhe to lagta h...mai tumhe use kar raha hu...hum to dost bhi nahi h haina?"
"Aryan Singh Rathore, Suno. Humka naahi lagat h ki tumne humka use kara h...bass baat ee hi ki tum humka dost naahi mante...aur uu theek h...kaahe ki hum itne bhi khas naahi h..par tum hamare liye.."
"Tumhare liye kya?"
"Tumne bohat udhar de diye h, ab ee baat hamar taraf se udhar h"
Imlie puts him in bed giving him medicine, then sits on his bedside for a while patting him until he sleeps
"Sorry ABP, hum toka ese chodh aaye..isliye tum beemar ho gaye..."
"Imlie, phirse mujhe akela mat chodhna. Wapas mat jao na.." aryan mumbles
It was a reoccurring dream. Imlie gives him her hand, but before he could hold it...aditya pulled her with him...he was too late to hold her hand
Imlie looks at aryan, gripping on her hand tightly while being in sleep
"ABP, hum eeha hi h..tohar pass...get well" imlie says sliding the hair on his forehead leaning down
She places a light kiss on his forehead as she feels aryan smile slightly
"Ab kaisan lagat h?!" Imlie asks cheerfully
"Much better..time?"
"Sham ho gai h...pure din sowat rahe tum !"
Aryan gets up immediately
"Shit office-"
"Akadbagge calm down. Humne phone kar diya tha..sab manage ho gaya h"
"Still imlie..mere authorization ke bina kaam aage nahi badhta. Ab ek din ka delay ho jayega"
"ABP, tum akele ka ka samhalat ho! Machine naahi ho, aram karne ki jarurat h! Kaam bat do apna thoda dasio business ke akele malik !" Imlie says smiling
"If you would have been well..i would have imlie"
She suddenly stops,
Imlie, CEO BHASKAR TIMES
"Tum esa kar chuke ho na?"
"I did, you were CEO for a day...well atleast i tried to make you.."
Aryan looks away, he had been somewhere disappointed in her that day. She had been naive, giving everyone off..and then running to tripathis just to get insulted
He wanted her to get the feeling of being ceo for a day, then crave for it so much that she would work in that direction ...but well..
"Muh dekh ke samaj aawat h...i wasn't good?"
"Not your fault. Ek din me koi CEO banne me aacha nahi hota. Comes eventually with experience and guidance "
"To phir do humka!"
"Kya?"
"Guidance. Hum janat h hum journalist the...par sach bole abp. Jaah tak humka yaad h...ee hamar sapna naahi tha. Humka to bass apni amma ko ek aachi jindigi dena tha.."
"So what are you saying imlie "
"Train me. Sikhao humka. Guide karo. Experience lene ka mauka do...uu howat h na ...assistant?! Uu bana lo...taki hum kareeb se dekh sake"
"Imlie, assistant low profile h. But you are right....but are you sure?"
"Han .... naya kaam seekha to hai hi ! Journalism seekhe ya ee...to hum tumse seekha cahat h...THAT IS agar tum taiyar ho, naahi ho phir hum kisi journalist se baat kari h..training li h"
Journalist = aditya kumar tripathi for aryan. Honestly he always had a sore spot for them since his jiju was killed by misconception of words
And he knew imlie had potential way more than that. She shouldn't be limited to one business of his, but rather all he had and was planning
"I will imlie."
"Thank you boss !"
Aryan looks at her raising her brow
"Kaa? Ee professional tha ! Personal me hum abhi bhi gussa h "
Aryan holds onto his pillow trying to not smile
Atleast there still was a personal life for them
"To aaj dinner pe bhi mujhe tane aur death glares milege?"
"Hmm. Aaj chod dewat h patient samaj ke. Par kal subha se? Yes"
"Done, I'll be you're the boss at work. Shooting glares. You can do it the time off"
" I'm the boss at home !" She says excitedly not realising how deep the words meant to him
He was already surrendered
"Sure jungli"
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