MayUr FF - The Blossoming Magic || Part 18 - Pg 92 - Page 11

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Finally she heard the horn and ran towards the door, unaware, that someone else did that too.

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Nupur on hearing the horn involuntarily ran towards the window and slowly peeped out of the terrace door, firmly holding the curtain over it.

She saw his car, she saw gunjan opening the gate and mayank got out of the car and closed the door himself. They both went inside and nupur also left the curtain. She saw a blood drop leaving it's mark on the curtain, there she realized that her finger was bleeding and she had completely forgotten hearing mayank's horn. Cursing herself on her silliness, she went to pour some cold water over her wound. Making sure that the bleeding stopped, she wiped off traces of some frozen tears, and entered the room, where gunjan was sitting in the middle of the bed, cross legged, admiring the dress.

"gunjan, tum kab..

"di I don't believe this!", she spoke seeing nupur return , "what?", she asked , sitting beside her,

"di this is beautiful", gunjan was looking at her with astonished eyes, "what is beautiful gunjan?"

"di ye dress!!", she almost shouted, stood up on the bed , holding the shirt against herself, and saw herself in the mirror while nupur smiled at her child-like excitement, "kaisa laga?"

"bht bht bht acha diii", she was jumping in glee and nupur silently blessed her for her innocence, "main phen k dekhon?', she got off the bed but nupur snatched the dress from her grip, "koi zarorat nahi hai, pori embroidery ho jane do pehle",

Diii!!", gunjan pouted but nupur took no notice of it and sat down with her needle and thread again, and gunjan again sat beside her and was fascinated with the way her hands swiftly handled the thread and it was leading to such beautiful patterns,

"di kuch aur sekhon na sekhon, tum se embroidery to zaroor sekhon gi", she said, still staring at the way her hands were working,

"koi zarorat nahi hai, tum parhai pe dehan do, in sab k liye main hon na, main apni princess k liye hameasha yahin hon", she softly said, looking at her, "awww'diii", gunjan side hugged her tightly, while nupur softly patted her check, "I love u di!"

"I love you too, wasie aj tu keh rahi thi k nahi aao gi tu phir?

"haan di ab tu bhai wapis a gaya hai apni training se, tu main a gayi", she said normally, resting her back against the bad rest.

"gunjan, wo abhi ayen hain aur tum bahir a agyi, unhain kuch chaiye higa tu?', she said slowly, trying hard to sound normal, with her eyes totally fixed on the cloth, she dared not to raise them as they would pour out her heart.

"nahi di, actually wo itna thak jata hai, k aa k bus so jata hai!", she giggled and nupur felt a wave of tension passing through her body, "kyun? Itna ku thak jatey hain?", she couldn't resist asking.

"di nayi nayi job hai na, us ko adaat nahi hai itni exertion ki, per ab tu kafi used to ho gaya hai, initial days main tu a k sota tha aur subha utha tha, per ab thori dair baad uth jata hai",she said in a joyous tone and nupur felt herself relaxing, "hmmm", this was all she thought was appropriate saying.

Nupur always feared that gunjan should not get a hint of her feeling, because she was a type of girl which would not leave if she got the slightest bit of hint. This was wrong and embarrassing for nupur. She knew gunjan will do anything for her happiness but this was something she kept within herself. ALWAYS.

"acha gunjan, main ab kitchen main ja rahi hon, dinner k tyarri karne, tum bhi..

"nahi di, main ghr chalti hon, bhai uth gaya hoga, aur agr usey bhook lag gayi aur wo kitchen main chala gaya tu mujhe sari raat lag jayegi kitchen saaf karte karte", she cheekily said, hugged her and left.

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Gunjan pressed the door bell and true to her fear, mayank opened the door, holding the cooking spoon in his hand, "bhai tum kitchen main they?', she immediately asked.

"gunjan ander tu a jao"

Gunajn entered stamping her feet and rushed to the kitchen, and as expected it was a mess, "bhai tum ku kitchen main atey ho?, she angrily said while mayank calmly went to the stove, where GOD ' KNOWS WHAT was cooking!

"ye kia pak raha hai?', she inquired looking into the utensil, "main ne socha k dinner shoro kar don, jab tak tum ..", he was completing the sentence when gunjan was glaring him!, "ok fine I am leaving the kitchen", he said obediently and securely placed the spoon back and left, while gunjan broke into a giggle at the cuteness of his brother.

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Later, both mayank and nupur were having dinner.

Mayank in between the giggles and teasing of his darling younger sister, while nupur quietly between the serious talks of her home, where her chachu was complaining about the cash flow, and involuntarily nupur started to feel her appetite finishing.

Whenever any conversation about money used to take place, nupur just wanted to disappear from the scene. She unconsciously started to feel the reason behind all of this, although she was never pointed neither were the complains ever directed to her, but she just couldn't help thinking like that.

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Before sleeping, as always, mayank was sitting on his balcony, with his laptop, eyes on the screen, but mind awaiting the lights to go off. This habit was making it's way in his heart. A compulsory activity before he slept.

Time was passing and it was almost 11.00! and the light was still ON!!. This was the first time! other wise, 10.30 was the maximum limit, it was the first time it was so late.

He decided to ignore, but couldn't as the clock struk 12.00.

"aj ku jag rahi hai??", he murmured, with a tense line appearing on his forehead.