part 13

Neha POV

"Okay, I will be honest. " I looked at him even though I knows that I am going to break his heart.

"I never thought to get married at first. I didn't want to be in relationship. " I looked at him and saw his face with hurt. Unknown to me, I don't want to see hurt of others.

"We can be friends first before moving into any relationship. " I smiled at him and he smiled a little bit.

"Neha, I know that you was not happy with his marriage but we can be friends like you said. " He smiled and patted my head.

Still he think me as kid?? To pat my head. Did he mean a  relationship as adopted father and daughter? Or romantic?? He treat me as kid, I wonder what type of relationship he meant by this.

I walked to him, who is in kitchen. What he is doing, I wondered.

"Aren't you hungry? " He asked.

"Yes." I awkwardly said. Neena aunt came earlier and gone before the noon after completing her work.

"What are you cooking? " I asked. He cooks like he is master in it. How perfectly he cut the vegetables.

"Chicken biriyani" He smiled.

Woow. I surprised, he is cooking for me. He seems a good husband, he knows to cook. But I don't know until I taste it.

"How you learned? " I asked because I know his household has full time servants. So practically he doesn't need to learn.

"My first posting was far away, so I need to cook. Or else I will be starve to death. " He laughed. Don't say that he joked. How terrible one can joke. I sheepishly smiled at him.

I don't know what else can I speak to him, when I turned to leave, he called me.

"Neha, where are you going? "

"Nowhere." I was trying to escape before he assign me some work.

"It will be bore to do work alone. " He said. But it is more bore to hear his failed jokes..

"So, it your Mom who cooks at home? " He asked.

"No, at special occasions Naina cooks, she loves to cook. " Why I am saying everything to him. Anyway there is no one to talk here.

"Nice aura" I smelled, it will be taste like heaven indeed. He smiled at me.

"So Neha, talk about you. "

"About me? I am the elder daughter of my parents. I completed my under graduation. " I want to add that I know maritial arts  but Divya told me that he knows too, so I kept silent about that.

"I know about these things, I am asking about your loves and hate. " I asked.

"What I love most? That's still a question. Yeah, I love cricket unlike Naina. Naina hate cricket , she is in the world of kdramas. Noora thinks she is still child. Yes, she is cute, she loves cartoon alot. We often fight for the remote. " I found myself that I am talking more about then.

"Do you miss them? "He asked.

" Yes, I didn't think that one day I will miss them at this extent. What  about you? Don't you miss Fahad? " I asked.

"Missing him? If you asked so then yes, but I am liking the fresh air here. He will come soon to torture me. " He laughed out.

What does he mean by fresh air here. Did he mean there is a air pollution in his home.

"What about your likes and dislikes.? " I asked.

"There is nothing much that I like. " He looks at me deeply. I looked away to avoid eye contact. "I like my job it is my passion. " He concluded.

"Dislike? " I asked.

"I dislike people who lies often. " He replied.

"For that thing we are same. There is nothing more worse than hearing lies from others mouth which we thought as true. Don't feel bad, I don't like police though " I added.

"There may be some reason for your hate. I respect your decision." I like this side of him.

"But you can't hate the human inside the police uniform. " He chuckled. I looked at him surprised. What does he mean?

"Every police officers are not same Neha, there may be some officers whom you hate. But you can't hate everyone just because of those jerks. " He said.

"You are right. " I agreed with him.

"Come, let we eat. " He said. I followed him silently and we started to eat.

I am not saying just because he is my husband...he is a good chef. I am speechless.

"It taste really awesome. " I appreciated him and he thanks me in return.

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I am adjusting the bedsheet. Today I am sleeping here. I don't have comfortable with Ayaan in a same room. I talked with him in the morning that I will sleep on a seperate room and he agreed. But he said the servant will be here so we need to stay in a same room.

But now there is no servant, so there is no problem staying separately. I searched my t shirt and pants and wear it.

Usually I wear them at my home and on night I wear trousers and t shirts. I don't like pajamas. There is not much reason but I don't like it.

Before changing my long top and pants I called Mom. It is like I am on a tour, I call them every single minute.

"Mom"

"Didn't you slept? " She asked.

"It is only 10.30" I replied.

"Where is Ayaan? " Why she spoil our mood by asking about him. What should I say?? I don't know... That won't sound nice.

"He is in the washroom. " Lying is definitely difficult. Since mom is not seeing my face, it is okay to lie. Or else she will point out.

"How was your day? " She asked.

"Here is two gunman. Those two are idiots. Mom, I thought Ayaan is police constable. But why don't you tell me mom, he is not? " I asked.

"How can I know Neha, what you thought in your mind. " That's true.

"Where is Naina and Noora? " I asked.

"They slept. Noora was arguing that she needs to stay a room alone and she kept saying she is grown enough to sleep alone. " That makes me chuckle.

"Then what happened? " I am here laughing remembering about the scene.

"Don't you know Naina, at last I need to stop them from fighting. For Naina she is like a baby. " She laughed.

"Mom, don't you remember when we made her sleep alone after her begging. And at last she came to my room by crying that she is afraid to sleep alone. Naina was locked her room forbidding Noora to enter. "

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I changed my top and pants to t-shirts and pants. Before I close my door I heard a knock on the door.

I opened the door only to find Ayaan. Don't tell me you are afraid to sleep alone. I looked at him like what.

He is checking out me,  he is seeing me for the first time in pants and t-shirts. Is it a big deal. Practically I don't like to wear long tops. I wear them before, just because I don't know Ayaan much.

He shool his head and said, "don't close the door? " What? Is he insane. He is scared. I know you are afraid of sleep alone and climb to my room. But man it is impossible. I won't allow.

"Why? " I asked

"I can't come to you if anything happen if you lock the door. " He replied.

"What will happen to me? " I asked, " Ayaan, there is nothing will happen to me and it is not the first time I am sleeping alone. So please go back to your room. I want to sleep. "I closed the door.

After hearing his footsteps, I confirmed that he gone. I opened the door and found that he gone. I sighed.

I closed the door but not locked it. I don't know why I don't lock it. I lie on my bed and hugged my teddy. I forget to take duvet with me. Since it is hot today, it doesn't matter. I don't know when sleep over took me.

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I opened my eyes. Don't need to say sun already reached. I slept a long time. Usually mom call me earlier to have morning prayer. I think Ayaan thought that I locked the door, so he didn't woke me up.

My hands searched for my teddy to hug it once more. I couldn't find it. I woke up and look at my whole bed, but it is not there. Where are you my Teddy.

I searched under the bed, but too... It is missing. That's why Ayaan asked me to don't lock the door, there maybe some ghost here.

Depressed I took my phone from the table on the side and I found my teddy there. But how it gone there. I was hugging it. I can't sleep without cuddling my teddy. Wait, there is a duvet on the bed. How it come there?

Here is some unusual energy, that took my teddy from bed to table and put duvet on me.

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Sorry for being late.

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Neha is not any girl who will become friends within two days. She needs time. Her personality is like that.

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