Maan stared at the stacks of fodder piled next to the mechanical fodder chopper machine. The machine was as tall as him and required to be pushed using hand. The stacks were even taller than him.
He looked at Geet in shock.
Geet gave him an angelic smile,'' My pet, dhano.'' She pointed toward the cow who was roped in few feet away. There were at least 20 cows in this place where she had taken him. They all looked bloody same to him.
He tried to control his anger, he was a Harvard educate billionaire and she wanted him to chop the fodder?
Geet looked apprehensively at his expressions, she wrapped the corners of her dupatta around her fingers,'' You look so fit and healthy when you were exercising, so when I needed help I thought about you but it's alright if you don't want to do it. I will do it myself. I can't let dhano starve.''
She eyed the stack with determined eyes. One stack probably weighed at least three times her weight.
Maan sighed, he couldn't let her do it, 'Do you want me to hire help?''
Geet,'' No, it will take too long. Dhano is very particular, she takes her breakfast at 7 in morning and no one will be available at this time.''
Maan looked at her and then, back at the fodder. He couldn't let her do it. She was a delicate girl after all, he felt angry at the unnamed servant whose fault was this.
With some effort, he managed to get one stack down and rolled it near the machine. He opened it and filled the machine and then, he started to cut.
Time passed, after first stack was done, he looked at Geet who was petting her cow,''I think this is more than enough for her.''
Geet looked back at him and thought burn MSK, burn all the calories my poor rasgulla provided! Geet hesitantly said,'' Dhano is very social, she only eats when rest of her friends eat. If you could do two more, it should be plenty for everyone.
He glared at Dhano but continued. Why was she so social? Soon, he was covered with sweat again. He took off his shirt first and then, even the vest as he cut. His shoulders hurt and he could feel the clauses on his hands. After he finished, Geet picked up the fodder in a basket and started feeding the cows. He sat down on the floor which was made up of mud as he took deep breaths. He felt a nuzzling at his shoulder. It was a small baby goat. She was probably looking for food too. He grabbed a little bit of cut fodder and gave it to the goat, hopping it was the right food. It ate it happily, the expression so blissful, that he hugged the goat as he laughed,'' Little one, were you hungry? Did no one gave you food?'' He fed the goat more until it was satisfied.
Geet watched the man sitting on dirty floor, his six pack and beautiful face exposed but all she really noticed was the beautiful smile, the kind expressions. The way he fed the goat really made her feel mushy mushy inside for some reason. At that moment, Geet haunda realized that this man was worth much more than her rasgulla.
Next Update: 16th Jan 2018
Edited by .Ashleydevlin. - 7 years ago
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