chapter 17: Broke
chapter 17: Broke
Siya
Sunny and I went to several shops looking and checking everything we could. I never enjoyed it so much before as Sunny was kept joking, making me laugh. The only problem was it was crowded.
He stopped in front of a gift shop, it was very big and beautiful looking, "Bhabhi sa, I want to buy that." He said, pointing at the white dancing-couple statue, was another beautiful thing I saw.
"For who?" I ask teasingly, he won't buy such a romantic statue for himself either he wants to give it to someone he likes and wants to impress.
He smiles, shyly, "For no one."
"Wait, let me guess for your girlfriend?"
He chuckled with a blush looming over his cheeks, "Bhabhi sa!" He fakes scolding me.
"You know, you can tell me," I said, he looked at me for a second and then nodded.
"Yeah, I know, it's just that, I don't know whether she loves me or not." He says, sadly.
"What do you mean?" I asked with curiosity.
"I mean, there's a girl I love but whenever I talk to her I don't understand if she loves me back, forget the love I have no idea if she even likes me." He explained with a sigh.
I couldn't help but laugh at his words, he flashes me a confused glance, "What makes you laugh, Bhabhi sa?" He asks.
I shook my head, "It's nothing, let's go inside the shop." I said, trying to change the subject.
"No, it is something, tell me or else, I won't go." He replied, childishly.
"Don't act like a kid, Sunny,"
"Who started?" He retorts.
"Okay, okay, I just laughed at your cuteness, " I spoke, pinching his cheeks, he raised his eyebrow.
"My cuteness?" He repeats, confused.
"Yes, did you confess your love to her?" I questioned.
He shakes his head in no, "Not yet, I am afraid if I confess to her, she will ever talk to me again."
"See, girls are very shy in these things, if you don't take the risk of confessing first, you will never be able to know what is in her heart for you." I clarified, grinning.
He scribbles his back head, "You are right, Bhabhi sa." He mumbles.
"I know, now come on, before someone else buys it," I said and we both went inside when suddenly my phone rang, "It's from Mom, you go, I will be back in two minutes," I told him as he nodded.
Vishal
After checking a few things, I finally selected a dancing glass peacock that Siya will like for sure. I just can't wait to meet her, hug her, and….to kiss her again.
I hope she has thought the answer to the question, I asked a couple of weeks back, Vishal, don't be so impatient, you already know what she will say, and still, you are being a curious cat for no reason. NôvelDrama.Org © content.
But it would be the most pleasurable to hear 'Yes' from her rosy lips.
I was about to go out when a guy banged me as the gift from my hand fell on the ground, and a sound of something broke came out.
"What the heck?!" I yelled to that guy, examining the broken gift.
"I am so sorry, Brother, I didn't notice you." He says.
"I am not your brother, It's Vishal, and where your eyes were while walking?!" I shouted, bringing everyone's attention to us and at the moment, I don't care.
"Okay, Vishal, I am really sorry, buddy, I didn't mean it, I am Sunny if you want I will pay for the damage I caused." He said, making me furious, I hate such spoiled rich kids who think that they can pay back with some money for their mistakes.
"I don't want your money! Do you know how much this gift meant to me?! You may pay up for this thing but not for my feelings. "
"As I said, I didn't mean it, but just because I am being nice that doesn't mean that you will exclaim at me for no reason, don't forget if I wasn't looking in your direction neither do you." He yells, glaring at me, "Please, can you pack another same piece of whatever he brought, I will pay." He said to the shopkeeper, I sighed with frustration.
"Sorry to say but it was the last one, we specially import this kind of stuff from Malaysia so it will take a few weeks until we restock it." The shopkeeper explained.
"See! What have you done?!" Before he could speak, I cut him off, "Leave it, I don't want anything from a rich spoiled kid in the first place." I said and made my way outside, taking the broken gift as well as my heart with me.
I stood outside to calm myself, I almost spent my half of salary on this gift and now I have no idea what I should give to Siya.
"Sunny? Did you get it?" My heart thumped when I heard Siya's voice, I moved my eyes to see where it's coming from, but before I could recognize her, the Sunny guy stood in front of me, blocking my view.
"Yes, Let's go back."
"Wait, Sunny, you seem to be sad."
I am pretty sure, it's her.
"It's nothing, I will explain to you, later on, now we better get back home before bro."
"O-okay."
They both began to walk when I stalked them, the girl whom I assumed Siya was in a yellow Anarkali dress as her hair was beautifully opened up, from back she looks like her only, I can never forget how gorgeous Siya looks in traditional clothes.
They suddenly stopped, discussing something she was about to move in my direction when Sunny pulled her towards the car, shit! This was the best chance to see her but because of him, I missed it.
It's better I just directly asked her.
I quickly ran towards them when some kids came between my way, "Uncle, didn't your mother tell you not to run on the streets?" A little girl asked.
"I have no mother, " I replied and They were gone till I reached them. But if she was Siya then what is she doing here too with this guy?!
Karan
I pushed Rhea away from me, rubbing my lips with the back of my hand to clean her lipstick stain, "That's how much I love you, Karan, try to understand my feeling." She said.
"You know what? Go to hell with your so-called feelings, If you weren't something to my parents, my hands were on your throat by now!" I exclaimed and walked away after seeing the tears in her eyes.
I can't tolerate this girl nor I can explain to dad that I don't wanna work with this girl anymore, though, I know dad will ask many questions so I should call Rena to join me here at least, she can handle the work whatever it is with Rhea as I didn't need to face her again.