4. Who Is 'He'?

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Radhe Radhe readers💙🦚✨,

Aadhira

I was working in my room after the most awkward dinner of my life. When I heard a knock on my window. Who the heck is trying to enter through my window?

I grabbed my knife from my pouch, I usually keep it for safety. Who knows when I get a chance to kill someone?
I guess I got it today. Oh, my overthinking skill considers everyone a threat.

I position my knife away from the window, opening it carefully, preparing myself for any invasion. As I opened it, I sighed in relief...there he was. Giving me the most sheepish smile still on those wooden so-called stairs.

"You-" He cut me off by gesturing me to keep quiet and immediately I lent him my hand to help him to climb through the window.

I was about to speak again when he placed his hand on my mouth and held me by my waist, holding me close to himself. That's when I heard several footsteps indicating that someone was outside my room.

As the footsteps seized, he closed my window. Sighing in relief. "For lord's sake, hum pakde jaate Aadhira aur fir tere bhai mera Bharta bana dete unki behen ke kamre me aise isss time par ghusne ke liye"

"Unhe koi farak thodi pdta" I rolled my eyes at him while he took the knife out of my hold and kept it on my study table.

"Pdta h farak unhe bas tujhe dikhta nhi" He answered and I snarled at his reply, " Tujhe bada pta h"

"Woh humare business clients h, saalon se. Bahut acche se jaanta hoon unhe" He said making me shocked. I didn't know that.

"Really?"

He nodded looking concerned," Mai tujhe yahi btane aaya tha. Sambhal ke rhena unke samne. As far as I know, Mr.Dev won't like his daughter being involved in this"

"I am not his daughter aur yeh baat Tu bhi apne dimaag me clear krrr le" He held my hands in his hold, asserting me a little closer to him.

"Kyu krrr rhi h apne saath aise Ira? Mujhe yaad h kaise tu har Raksha bandhan pe sirf apne bhaiyon ko rakhi bandhne ke liye tarsti thi. Kaise yeh Jaan Krrr ki Shanaya ke papa usse princess ki tarah treat krte h, tu kitna roti thi apne dad ke liye. Kaise tu apni maa ko miss krti thi. Mat krrr Ira apne saath aisa." He cupped my face by the end of the sentence, looking directly into my eyes.

I said huffing, "That was all childish. Bacchi thi mai tab"

"Tu abhi bhi h. Isliye keh rha hoon ek chance de de unhe." He poked my nose and I snorted. He sometimes can be annoying but he is still great in my eyes.

I rolled my eyes at him again: Tujhe ye baat krni h toh chala jaa. Waise hi unn namuno ne mera dimaag kha liya h.

He sighed, he knew I wouldn't change. "Chal chhod yeh" He held me by my shoulders and made me sit on the bed saying, "Aur ye kha" That's when I noticed he had ice cream in his hand. Oh god, I love it so much.

But to my annoyance, there was a knock on my door. Can't even have my ice cream in peace.

I told him to hide in the washroom and that I'll handle the great personality outside.
As he was in the washroom, I made my way towards the door, "Who is it?"

It was Shaurya, truly a great personality indeed. "Get aside Ira, Who's in your room? Maine kisiki awaaz Sunni"

"First of all, it's Aadhira for you and woh kissi mai hi thi so now get lost," I said irritated. As I was about to close the door, he pushed it open and I let him because if I didn't then his hand would surely get hurt.

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