When it's all about trust # 5

Chapter-5

Stupid thoughts were disturbing Misha in bed. She couldn’t stop her mind from doing that. Her mind was forcefully pulling her towards sour and sweet incidents of past.

Her love towards Aru was unconditional. She trusted him blindly as no one can.

That day was still playing in her inner eye and it was the dreadful day of Misha’s life. Everything had changed since that day.

"Aru, I said na baby they are my friends ,nothing more. Why you don’t understand these simple things. I appreciate that there were a dark and bad past of mine ex-relationship. But now you are my present and I love you. I can do anything to prove my love towards you."

"Really? So do one thing.Stop talking to other boys and your so called friends. I don’t like them."

"Okay baby sure I will do it for you, but will you stop talking with only one girl whom I don’t like. Only one."

"Why you don’t understand she is my class mate in university and I have a good reputation in my class and also among the professors. If I started a bad behaviour with that girl, it will spread all over and I loose my reputation and good manners in front of all professors. You think I will take such a huge risk about my career just because of you."

“Wow darling you gets jealous with everyone I talks ,roams but I have no rights to get jealous on one girl who always eyed on you with bad intention. My friends understand me and our love. They never ever have done such behavior to me which is wrong.”

“ She is eyeing on me. I am not. So where is the problem I can’t understand.”

“Ohh really? ‘You will never understand’ I know that. But I am also getting jealous when she is around u, talks to you. And after knowing everything still you are helping her in her works. It hurts baby.”

“ But I can’t avoid her you know the problem.”

“ Oh you can’t avoid and are telling me to avoid my friends who are helping me in my problems. Great yar.”

The conversation went worst level and it continued for 2 months. Phone calls got shorter. Long talks turned in to formal talks. The pillar of love was breaking apart slowly.

A drop of tear tickled near the left ear of Misha and crows cawed at that time. Misha turned on her mobile phone and it was 5am.

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