Harleen had a free day at work that very day. Planning on surprising her two bestfriends who happened to be a happily married couple now, she thought of dropping by their house with some great wine and pizza. Little did she know, an 'unexpected gues...
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"You didn't just do it." Harleen looked at Daksh with wide eyes.
"I very much did that!" Daksh answered her confusion giving her a smug smile while leaning over the door frame of the room he had currently locked Aakash and Mihika in.
When Daksh texted Harleen to bring Mihika to the balcony, she had not expected Daksh would bring Aakash in and suggest he go to the balcony room. To top that, she definitely didn't expect he would lock the two destroyed rageful people in together. She didn't want to admit but she was impressed.
Someone like Harleen was more towards providing comfort and support to her friends in situations like these. Playing Cupid and brainstorming such ideas to reconcile the two broken hearts, was not something she excelled at. Something she always felt slightly jealous of Daksh for. Her friends would always prefer him to resolve the fight than to come to her for solutions. But, knowing the fact that a single person can't be perfect everywhere, she had taught herself to get over the stupid feeling of dejection and instead embrace the fact that her friends always sought her for their comfort.
However, the perfect amalgamation of providing comfort and brainstorming ideas had today indulged her in helping the distraught couple in Daksh's company, and she somewhere thanked Daksh for that. Looking intently at him, just when she was about to break a smile on her lips to hint him that she was kinda happy with what he did, an angry voice snatched both of their attention towards the locked room.
"Daksh, what the hell is this?!" An angry Aakash yelled from the insides of the locked chamber.
"What?" Daksh pretended as if the high decibels Aakash's larynx had emitted were inaudible to his mighty ears. Knowing very well that Daksh was doing nothing but a pretense, due to the cute grin that was hugging his lips, Harleen found herself enjoying the situation, the consequences of which made her lips mirror his in the process.
"Let us out, we're not ready to talk just yet." Mihika said this time, however contrasting with Aakash's voice, hers sounded really low with a hint of sadness to it.
"We can't understand what you're saying." Harleen joined Daksh this time, to make a remark maintaining her playful side to her surprise.
"Harleen, we don't even have our phones with us. I left mine in our room, and Aakash's phone is with Daksh. Please let us out. We'll do this later." Mihika tried explaining the two adamant people outside the room, having fun at her's and Aakash's misery.
If only they knew how far was Aakash standing from her, how he was refusing to even meet her gaze, and how desperately he was waiting to be out of the room, so that he can stay away from her, perhaps they wouldn't have locked her inside with him. Mihika only felt her heart breaking receiving a cold shoulder from the man she loved the most in the world. She had to make it right. Daksh was right, they needed to communicate.
"This door is only opening after you two resolve your fight. Till then, talk and clear everything out. And please, give us the old cliché Aakash and Mihika back!" Listening to Daksh's voice, Aakash found himself throwing a punch on the door as if trying to kick him through the door, but only getting bruised in return.
