*Jiya Pov*
“Wake up!” I said, shaking him again today.
“Today is Saturday, Jiya.” He mumbled turning away.
“Oh!” I mumbled back realizing that he is right.
“Yeah, oh! Now come and sleep.” He said, pulling the hand, I placed on his shoulder to wake him up.
In two seconds, I am lying before him, and he is hugging me from behind. I gulped and was trying to remove his hands, which he did immediately.
“At least have some breakfast and sleep.” I said turning around.
He opened his eyes and looked at me. He placed his hand on my palm and kissed it before getting up.
“What is special for breakfast?” he asked yawning.
“How can I know? You are the one who is preparing it.” I replied shrugging.
“What?” he asked, completely shocked.
“Yeah! Two weeks back you gave me some challenge that I will your hand-made food, but I am the one who is cooking everyday. So today you will cook for us.” I replied, yawning and laid back to get some sleep.
“Ok! Just wait and watch.” He said and I just waved at him.
After sometime, he woke me up saying it is prepared. I opened my eyes to see bread and jam.
I glared at him, but he just smiled at me. I shook my head and ate that food.
“How is it?” he asked eagerly.
“Oh really? Well, the bread you have baked by yourself is tasting so good and the jam you made on your own by the number of fruits is also really good. I never know that you have this much talent.” I replied sarcasm dripping with each word.
“You shouldn’t hurt my feelings like that. I took the bread out of the packet and then properly applied the jam, and that is really a big task when you are feeling sleepy.” He said frowning and leaned back.
“That’s why I am praising you for your talent.” I said shrugging.
“Shall we go out today?” he suddenly asked.
“I... no!” I replied.
“Ok! I am used to that reply which I am getting from past two weeks after you said ‘we will see’.” He said, but a smile is on his face.
“Why are you smiling this much after we left Mumbai?” I asked him frowning.
“Oh, that! I was mourning and then always thinking about the case and then about what the hell am I doing by hurting you. So all the tensions overlapped and took away my smile.” He replied.
“Do you remember you asked me what you are to me?” I asked him.
“Yeah! But I can understand that you don’t have an answer.” He replied.
“I don’t feel any anger on you anymore or happiness. I just feel blank, so I don’t know what you are to me.” I said honestly.
“Well, flat mate do not worry. I can understand.” He said nodding, but I frowned because I don’t know why am I getting irritated for his oh so great understanding.
“I will cook Lunch.” I said taking away all the ingredients from him rushing inside the kitchen when I heard him deciding about the curry.
“You go and watch your show.” He said taking them back.
“I wish to eat some proper food. You go and watch my show.” I said, taking them back and started cooking.
“Well, I will watch this show.” He said, standing in the kitchen leaning back on the wall.
“Such a pervert.” I mumble rolling my eyes.
“I am far from the pervert.” He said and again I rolled my eyes.
Everything is finally over and I was about to take it down, but I forgot and used my hand directly.
It burned very little, and I put it under the water and started crying. He immediately rushed near me and took it out, but nothing was wrong with it.
“Is it burning?” he asked, looking at it.
“Very little.” I replied and took it away.
“Then why are crying?” he asked frowning.
“Because I want to cry.” I replied and looked at him, frowning, but then remembered that my hand is burning a little, so I started crying again.
“Jiya! Don’t cry like…” he stopped whatever he is saying when I threw a glare at him.
“Come on Jiya Cry. Cry with all you have. Come on Jiya you can do it.” He said cheering for me.
“You are not crying enough, Jiya.” He said in disappointing tone making me stop my crying and stare at him with raised eyebrows.
“Wait! I know how to make you cry.” He said walking away and brought some onion with him.
“Now, I will cut it in front of you, and I am sure you will cry with awesomeness.” He said and started peeling it.
“You should cry more Jiya. It is beneficial to health, so come on. I know you can do it.” He said, and I started laughing suddenly.
“Jiya you shouldn’t laugh like that. You should cry more.” He said, shaking his head in complete disappointment.
I laughed more and clutched my stomach to stop my laugh, but I just couldn’t by seeing him holding onion in one hand and knife in another.
“Why are you laughing?” he asked, but there is a smile on his face.
“You are so cute.” I replied and hugged him before I could stop myself.
We both stood still like that, and then I felt his arms around me. I smiled and hugged him still laughing at his words and actions.
“Thank you so much. It’s been forever since I laughed like that.” I said releasing him.
“So dinner tomorrow?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.
“Ok!” I replied and walked away to put the dishes on the table.
I started serving, but he walked towards me still holding the onion and knife making me laugh again.
I gestured him to keep them aside, and then he nodded, placing them back in the kitchen as he completely forgot about them.
Next-day evening he made me ready, and we both left the house in his car. He stopped in front of an Imax and I looked at him frowning.
“Dinner after the movie.” He said, and I nodded walking inside.
It turned out to just be a comedy movie, and I enjoyed it completely without restrictions and laughed properly.
I felt his gaze on me at intervals, but I continued to watch only the movie and enjoy it with a whole heart.
“Why did you bring me to a comedy movie?” I asked him when we walked out.
“Your laugh is beautiful and I want to listen to it. So I brought you for this movie.” He replied, and I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked him when he started driving towards some old market in Ahmadabad.
“I don’t want to eat the same food. So now let’s have special food.” He replied and stopped in front of chat stalls.
“Seriously?” I asked him raising my eyebrow.
“Why? Can’t you win over me in eating competition?” he asked back challenging.
“You don’t know about me, Mr.Mehra.” I replied when we started walking towards them.
“Then show me, Mrs.Mehra.” He whispered, and I accepted the challenge.
“God! This is amazing.” I said after half an hour.
“I am full.” He said holding his stomach.
“I am not.” I said, walking near another stall.
“You won.” He said, bowing in front of me.
“Yes! I won. How about that loser?” I asked him smirking and jumped.
“I will be your loser.” He replied after we got inside the car.
“Hmm.” I mumbled leaning back and drifted off into sleep with a smile on my face.
I felt him lifting me up from the car after some time and then walking, and then I even felt him laying me down.
I frowned, but again started drifting off holding the pillow, but it was taken away after some time from me making me frown again.
However, then I felt him sleeping beside me. So he took it away from me. I considered and held his elbow in my hand and drifted off into sleep again.
I faintly heard him mumbling “I am sorry Jiya, and I love you. Just four months two weeks are there.”
“Hmm” I mumbled and we both drifted off into a deep sleep.