Chapter:2 (He is back)

Seher's POV:

            He sat in his luxurious car and drove away. I watched him until he disappeared from my sight. I lost everything and came to my house and rang the door bell.

        "Welcome dear you came early today" my aunt Ashwini asked me. When she opened the door for me, I smiled mirthlessly and came into the living room without answering her. 

         "What happened, baby? Why are you so sad?" She asked me when she stumped and now I can't control my emotions I hugged her and put my head on her shoulder and shed tears

       "Seher, you're scaring me. Please stop crying, Bacha," she told me and patted me on the back.

        He….he….he….came back, Ashi Ma !! I still cried (her name is "Ashwini" and I used to call her "Aashi Ma" and "Ma" means mother, she is my father's sister).

          He came back, I said, still crying.

    WHO? Seher!! she asked. 

    Mayank !! I replied.

    What? Mayank !! she asked in disarmament and I shook my head. She was shocked to hear his name.

    "But he left five years ago when you broke......" She paused, thinking it might hurt me more.

        "Alright! It's alright now. Stop crying now and tell me what really happened." Where did you meet him? She asked as she wiped my tears with her thumb and caressed my cheeks.

        "His company is going to partner with my company," I told her.

        What? She asked in surprise and got up from the couch.

         "And you are going to work in this company. No Seher, just left your job yet." she said.

        "No need Ashi ma, He already fired me," I told her.

        Did he tell you anything? She asked suspiciously.

       "No ... nothing," I refused.

    "I didn't let him meet me so he didn't say anything. I lied because she was upset when she heard about it and I don't want to upset her too much because of me."

      "Don't think too much about it, go and freshen up. I'll heat food for you," she said.

       "I'm have no appetite, I just want to rest," I said

   "But Seher," I cut her off. "Please, I want to rest Ashi Ma," I said and went to my room and closed the door behind me.

       I sat on the floor and leaned against the door while crying. I hugged my knees and when tears fell on my cheeks I cried out to my heart.

     I'm sorry Mayanak .. I .... am .... sorry ....

     Please don't hate me

      You can't imagine how painful it is to see hatred in your eyes.

       Please ... I don't want to hold back the tears as I lost control of my emotions.

  in the evening:

    

        I woke up and realized I slept on the floor while crying. I got up and went to the bathroom and sprinkled a small amount of water on my face. I saw myself in the mirror. My eyes were turning red. I took a long shower I couldn't stop thinking about him and cried again while taking a bath.

        I came to my room and took a box out of my closet and sat on the bed. This is the shirt that Mayank wanted to give me on my birthday.

       I opened the box and took out the white shirt that we had both printed. I looked at the shirt for a while and a smile appeared on my face with tears in my eyes.

       I wore his shirt whenever I missed him or was sad, his memories gave me satisfaction when he was not around. I put on his shirt and closed my eyes, like a drop of tears fell from the corner of my eye and I was lost in his memories again.

  Flashback:

 Seher's pov:

       "Mayak, how long will it take you to finish my painting? My back hurts now." I said angrily because he was taking too long.

      "It's only a matter of minutes," he said.

  "Enough now !! Let me see" I said and stood up from the wooden chair.

          "No ... no, just wait, it's not over yet," he said, trying to hide my painting.

         "Let me meet you nerdy boy" !!. I screamed a little ...

          "No .... no Seher stop it"

       We are running here and there around the college garden.

      "So you don't let me see, right?"

       "It's not like that, it's not over yet and I won't let you see my incomplete painting," he said, still hiding the painting behind his back.

  Okay fine!! I stepped back to let him show up when he sighed. I turned to him and started tickling him. 

        He laughed out loud and he lost his grip on the paper, I immediately grabbed it and ran away.

       "Stop there, Seher," he shouted from behind.

         "Take it if you can," I shouted back.

        I stopped when he stopped running after me and I gave him a look "dare to mess with me" and waved my hair from behind.

       My anger grew as I looked at the painting. "What the hell? What is this Mayank? Do I really look like this?" I yelled at him and he made a cute pout.

        "I'm sorry, Seher, but it looks cute," he said playfully.

      "Really cute, huh? It looks like a cartoon."

       He laughed.

         "Let me teach you a lesson", I took the liquid color box and wet my hand with red.

      "No ... no no no no no Seher" he said in a defeated voice.

         I was amused and ran towards him and he ran away from me but did not succeed. I pushed him with my colour wet hand on his white silk shirt and he fell to the ground.

      I couldn't hold back my laughter as he lay on the ground.

        Hahahahahahahahaha "look at you" hahahahahahaha.

          Then immediately, he stood up and ran towards me. I ran away but he grabbed me quickly. And the next moment he painted my face.

      "How dare you be a nerdy boy."

      I painted it again as he did. I almost hid his white plane shirt with colors. 

       Watch !! It looks more beautiful now, doesn't it?

        I teased him a little. He made a face and nodded. I laughed when I saw his reaction when his favorite white plane shirt is printed now all thanks to me.

      I wrote secretly .... I love you MAYANK ....

       "What you're doing, Seher Stop, it's almost painted now," he said

   "Nothing, just giving the finishing look " I chuckled.