Third person POV. "Mr Chaitanya, please try to remain calm. If the matter gets out of our hands, I can't do anything. " The lawyer advised him after getting him released. "You are there for me. So what can happen. " Chaitanya chuckled. "This time it won't be like that. " Lawyer made him remind something. Without giving any ears to his advice Chaitanya gets into the car. But to his surprise, the driver drives the car to the guest house instead of his home. "Go home" He ordered. "Sorry, your father asked me to bring you here. " He replied in a low voice, low voice enough for him to listen. Having no option left, he gets outside and walks inside the house. As soon as he gets inside, he hopes on the cushion and played the Television. Seeing him there the servant rushed to the kitchen and brings some fruits for him to have. Anyway he is coming from prison. His enjoyment got interrupted with his father's words. "What are you doing here? " The shout was enough for him to get
"Zoya" Hearing my name followed by the hitting sound on the table I return to reality.He is looking at me keenly, expecting an answer from me. But I don't know what should I tell. I can't concentrate on learning when anyone is teaching, sleep will welcome me sometimes. That kind of sleep will only happen with open eyes."Where were you? " My special tuition sir asked me like I know where I was."Sorry, sir. " I apologised."Do this calculation quickly and give me the answer. " After giving me a work he gives his eyes to phone, most probably he will play games. But nowadays he is into social media, whole scrolling.Shrugging off my shoulders I concentrated on the calculations. Since when I was a child, I love maths and calculating. These are like games to me. I am not a bookworm but I love calculations. After getting the answer and checking twice I c
Zoya POVGetting ready after eating breakfast I am about to leave the house. Suddenly I heard a bike sound. It is familiar one, of course it is Deepak's. My cousin brother, but he is my younger brother."Didi...... Key. " He screamed his daily routine.His parents car is parked in front of my home. So he came here daily without taking keys, spare key is with us for emergency."Here is. " I opened the door and extended it to him."Don't you have class today? " I asked him."No, are you coming for a movie tomorrow? ""Tomorrow?? No way. Your friend and my sir Advik scheduled class for tomorrow. Why can't you advice sir? " I asked."Advising and me?? " He laughed. "He is treating me like a kid and you don't know how foul player he is. " He sighed. "We were schoolmates then why can't you get along with him? "
Zoya POVReached home after my long tution class. Today those three sir were acting weird. I don't know what's up with them. But Advik sir talked with me very little. He is good."Momma... " I called Momma. I can't stay calm without calling my Momma even though I ringed bell.Getting no response in return, I called Momma through phone, and she answered it immediately like she was waiting for my call."Zoya, we are in your uncle's home. So unlock with the key you have. ""Okay." I replied. "But when will you return? " I asked disappointingly. Absence of Momma is such a void in home."We will be late. ""Ask Pappa to stay there and you come please. " I know I sounded like a child. But it's my Momma, right."Then you come here. Don't tell anyone that you hate being alone. " She laughed."I don't have any problem.
Zoya POV"Why? " I am feeling terrible. "Why should I accompany someone. " Tears flowing from my eyes unstoppably."He.... " He is stammering. "That guy said, he likes you. I didn't know what type of guy he was. But now I am feeling scared. " He sounds sad and my eyes brimming with tears."Should I tell your father or Karthik bhai? " He asked.."No, don't tell anyone." I wiped my tears. "If they got to know this, they will make me marry off soon." I protested and soon I hang up the call.Later my parents came home and I acted like nothing happened. After a small talk, we had dinner and went to sleep.Next day. "Pappa, will you drop me on college? " I asked. I am scared to go alone."Why? You always go on your own. What happened now? ""I am late. Check the time. " I am deliberately became late
Zoya POV"Nothing sir. " He rolled his eyes and continue teaching. What should I tell him and how.Zoya, concentrate on the class. Try to lag this class as much as possible, that's my mission.I concentrate on class, and it is calculations, I love calculations so I didn't got to know that time is moving. I didn't glance at watch for atleast once."That's all for today. We can surely complete our class by tomorrow itself. " I nodded at him and he added, "If you have any doubt after our class, then just call me or message me. " I nodded again.But realisation hit me, when I packing my bag with the bag."Sir, I don't have your number." I said slowly."Don't you have? " He asked again.I nodded by head as no."Here is,. "He bagan tell phone number. I dia
Advik POV "Then what about meeting the girl tomorrow? " Mom has definitely some problem. I have to think about this seriously. "I think, I can't come tomorrow. " That's way too better. "Why? It had been so many days since I met my only son. Let me know the reason. " She demanded. "I have some more works. I thought I have finished it but suddenly I remembered it. " I reasoned. Yeah, there are some more works here, I thought I will come back after two weeks to finish these things. Now, I think it's far better. "Okay. You come or not, that doesn't matter to me. " She sounds disappointed. &nb
Third Person's POV It has been two hours since Advik reached his home. He sighed with relief when he got to know that, that accident was just a scratch and nothing happened to him. Since, his parents were a love marriage and still the spark of love is there, his mother was tense to hell. She can't tolerate anything happen to her husband and her lovely son. But, visiting his father is turning to backfire him. They have been talking about Kriti all the time. When he is gonna meet her, marriage preparation and all. "Since you don't like Zoya, give a chance to Kriti. " His Mom demanded. "Mom, give me sometime. " He begged. "Are you suffering from a break up. Tell me who is your ex girlfriend? " His mother walked to him and asked dramatically, "don't tell me it was Zoya. " She placed her palm on her chest. "It is enough dear, you h