Mihra is saying Sorry

"Well not even a single person in this world is made to be perfect. Generally people make mistakes and they will realise it eventually."

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"Abhi", he said looking at me.

"ABHI???", I repeated his words, confused.

"ABHIMAN ???", I asked him, totally baffled.

"No, I am just Abhi. By the way how do you know Abhiman ?", he asked me while retrieving his steps back to me.

Oh I thought he was Abhiman !

Seriously Mihra, do you really think he will talk in English ? 

"Well I actually came here to meet him, I have something important to talk with him."

"Oh, but he is out of the village on some important work for three days.", he almost reached me.

What I noticed was, his strides were so long that he reached me so quickly. My eyes were observing his body every move, he had an amazing built, the way veins popped up on his hands when he fisted and freed them effortlessly was hot. My god I was sure it's a gym body. I could see his bulging biceps under his tight shirt. He was taller, muscular and had a husky voice. He was far better than Sirish. 

Why the hell am I comparing him with Sirish !

I mentally slapped myself for checking out a village man like him. I didn't do it purposefully, it's just an accident. Hell how I couldn't watch him when he was so near me. So it's not a bad thing for Mihra to stop feeling guilty. Immediately my brain registered back to his words and I realised Abhiman was not here. The hell the man for whom I came from so far was not here.

"Three days my god ..", I was shaken by new found information.

"Yes but he won't comeback until his work is complete."

"Oh no what would I do now ?"

"First let me help you clean yourself, after you decide what to do.", he said and nodded my head still in shock. He made me sit on the broad granite slab next to the pump and he knelt down before me, busy in turning on the pump. While I removed my upper jacket as I was feeling really hot with the summer heat and the long journey had me a little dehydrated too.I wanted to ask him for water but didn't know how he would react after all I spoke rudely to him and I didn't see any shop anywhere near us.

"I am feeling thirsty." , I finally asked him. I really need water now. I removed my scarf and let my hair spread on my back freely. I felt the fresh breeze touching my face and bare shoulders making me feel better.

"You can drink from here.", he said whilst turning it towards me.

"What this pump water ? Do you really think I drink this. I want mineral water Abhiii."

Did I sound his name sweetly? 

He stirred for a second and turned to me amusedly "There issss ...", he paused when his eyes met mine. 

"Please I can't have this water, I might fall sick.", I pouted.

He didn't say anything, just staring at me without blinking his eyes. Oh yeah! I knew he was mesmerized by my beauty. It's not his fault, I was born gorgeous. I didn't know why but I felt strange under his gaze. It's not new to me a guy checking me out but this was different to me. I coughed, gaining his attention and he immediately looked away feeling embarrassed.

Oh man, was he feeling shy ? 

I didn't know that men would feel shy, I was always encountered with shameless guys but he was different from all of them !

This was really gossip worthy news Mihra, Save it to spill with friends !

"I am sorry, I was just lost ..", he trailed off finding a loss of words and I couldn't help but laugh at his tension.

My hand reached my lips to hide my laugh but ended up laughing out loud by throwing my head back.

"It's okay don't need to struggle for words I can understand."

He composed himself back to normal and smiled a little while looking up at me. He opened his mouth to say something but closed suddenly. I wanted to ask but just didn't.

"Now come on, stand up and clean yourself.", he said standing up.

"I can't Abhi ..", I pouted at him and he again stirred like before. Why was he stirring as if he felt electric shock whenever I called him by his name?

"Really, I will do as you say but touching this with my hands I can't.", I said in a pleading way that he looked concerned. 

"Okay, first stand up and tie your free jacket around your waist.", he said pointing at my jacket.

"Why ?"

"Because you are almost flashing your toned skin and I can't help you like this.", he said, scratching his neck and I found it cute.

"Oh my, you have been denying to help me because of this.", I laughed.

"Oh now I can understand why those women in the bus were gawking at me."

"Yes Cara mia, this is a village. Where people find you weird and mannerless If they saw you roaming around like this."

"I still don't know why people are getting judged by their clothes.", I said while bending down to take my jacket.

"It's not judging Cara, everyone has their own cultures and traditions according to their living places because they are habituated to following it. They are good when it's not harming others happiness, otherwise we can always ignore it."

I tied the jacket around my waist and looked up at him for the next step.

"Remove your shoes and sit."

I did exactly what he told me to do. One thing I understood was, this man was really nice and soft spoken. He bent down and rolled his jeans up to his knees revealing the skin and my eyes slid down there automatically. No doubt he was not a village guy for sure, his legs were looking so creamy white and supple. He knelt down before me on his knees and told me to place my feet on his. I hesitated a bit but nonetheless put them over his knees. He turned the pump towards me and adjusted its length to his knee level. My body jerked a little when a sudden slush of water touched my feet.

"Oh! it's so cold." I chirped, watching him. He looked uncomfortable touching my feet and I really felt sorry for my early behaviour towards him. He was so nice to me from the beginning and I said mean things to him.

His long fingers reached my feet to clean the sticky substance and I felt a shiver running down my spine. My toes curled up in his grip which went noticed by him. He looked up at me as If he sensed I wanted him to stop. I just nodded my head in disagreement like I was okay with it whatever he was doing to me. Why the hell I was feeling new quirks inside me which I never even felt with Sirish.

Mihra why the fuck you were comparing him and Sirish? My subconscious asked me.

And I had no answer to it !

I wanted to avoid this feeling so forced myself to divert my brain from him.

"How do you know Italian ?", I asked to ease the awkwardness between us.

"Because I completed my masters abroad and there I have Italian friends.", he said whilst continuing his work.

"What ?" , my mouth fell open in utter shock. Hell, I was thinking of him as a village man and he turned out to be a miracle.

"In what ?"

"Masters in business.", he replied, smiling down.

"Oh no! I am so sorry I was thinking you as some BTech completed student who is doing farming here." 

"I am just helping my relatives in farming with new techniques which I got to know through social media. There are my lands too which I handed over to my family for cultivation. I have my small business in Mumbai, and I usually come here on my vacations to enjoy the village atmosphere. I love to spend time here because it's where I lived my childhood with my parents."

I was really shocked to hear that I was listening to him awestruck. 

He was right. I shouldn't have judged him on the name of his village !

"I am really sorry Abhi, you just leave my feet. You shouldn't be doing this ..", I quickly removed my feet from his and felt guilty for forcing him to help me.

"Well not a single person in this world is made to be perfect. Generally people make mistakes and they will always realise it eventually. You realised your mistake and I am actually happy with it. Don't feel sorry for it."

I was really feeling like shit now for behaving so brat to him. I noticed he almost cleaned my legs and out of nowhere I blushed. 

Why the fuck I was blushing now ?

"What's your name Cara mia ?", he asked me, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Mihra ...Mihra Kapoor.", I said, dusting off my top and jacket.

He was quiet for a moment and seemed lost somewhere.

"You should return back to Mumbai, it's getting dark.", he said suddenly and I was shocked how he knew I was from Mumbai. I checked last time I didn't tell him that I was from Mumbai.