When it's all about trust #3

Chapter-3

“Excuse me Sir” said Misha “ What happened? I am Misha Mehta, new CEO of your company."

“Hann..ye..ye yes nice to meet you.Welcome to our company. Sit.” replied Arab still in a shocked mode.

“No sir. I can’t sit now. I have to do so many works” After saying that Misha left the cabin and also left Arab speechless.

Everything seemed blank to Arab.He was still not believing that Misha was his new CEO. He never thought that the fate will play the dirty game like this with him.

Again his past will come this way to him , he never ever expect this from God.

Office time was over, Arab secretly watched Misha going to home through his glass window. After everyone left the office, he was silently sitting inside his cabin turning all the lights off.

All memories were dancing in front of his closed eye. He wanted to catch those memories and put inside his pocket forever but he couldn't.

Misha returned her room, locked the bathroom opened the shower and had a bath. Under the shower her past was flowing with the water mixing up with her tears.

Suddenly current went off and it was thundering loudly outside with the heavy rains. She stopped the shower came outside and lighted up the candles..opened the window stood there looking outside. Darkness was everywhere and the cold breeze was making sensation inside her body.

“Mishu.. Mishu what are you doing sweety? You are getting wet. Cold will catch you..” Arab said.

“Haww Aru how could cold catch me easily while you are with me. How can someone else catch me baby in your presence. How could you give a chance happened it to me?” Misha said making a face.

“Stop it yar Mishu. Be serious. You will become ill, come inside the umbrella.”

“Come on Aru why are you so serious always? Okk look I came inside. Now happy?” made a face with full of false anger.

Arab looked her childish face and laughed..

“What now?” Misha asked.

“Nothing”

Arab closed the umbrella and said “Now happy my baby?”

Misha smiled and hugged him tightly.

“Yeee..Love you.”

“ What love you? Your love is seeming so expensive now.”

“How? Now what expensive thing I demanded to give me?”

“ Look, for your love I am getting wet with you and I will get wet always whenever it rains. After being wet with you I will become ill and suffers from cold and fever. Now it’s so expensive for me na?”

“You idiot.. I will beat you hard.” Misha started beating Arab.

“Sorry sorry Mishu ahhh it’s hurting darling. I said sorry na baby? I was just kidding.”

“It’s okay. I forgave you. Love you”

“ Love you too”

Tring Tring…

Doorbell rang.

Misha came back from past memories. Now this time who came to me?

                                                       To be continued.............................