--FAKE FIANCE-ss(virman) - Note 136 !!! - Page 8

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I quickly kissed my mom's forehead and rushed to the car. Again encountered with the same person, my fake fianc. He was standing there, supported his body on his car with one hand on top and another was busy with phone. He discontinued his action as soon as he saw me there.

"You are 9 mins 48 secs late" he looked at his watch briefly and then me.

"You are still here. Don't you have any work?" I asked with a bit of vexation.

"I have. But you are in a need. Your car is in servicing center. So get in. I will give you a ride" he opened his car door, signaling me to get in. Then I rewound about our previous conversation. I haven't got a car for the day.I have to hire one. I rolled my eyes at his action and adjusted on the road searching for a cab.

"I don't need any favors, especially your's" I replied and called out for a cab. I felt his scanning gaze on me.

"You trust a cab driver more than me. Then what's the purpose of my living on this earth" he placed his hands on his heart dramatically, with "Look at what you've done" look. I secretly smiled at his antics.

"Then Go, give yourself a jump from the cliff and let me live in peace" I replied, keenly observing his expressions. You should have seen his face. I couldn't figure it out exactly, but he looked funny.

"I would love to, but I can't" he said as he removed his hands from the previous location and stepped forward.

"Coward" I said and started moving, avoiding him. But he blocked my way standing right in front of me.

"Ah-Ha…. I am not. The point is, I have been couriered and delivered by God here specially for you, to love you, to protect you. I have a responsibility to complete…." And he went on until I cut him off.

"I don't need your love and protection. So go back to God and tell him "I rejected his courier"" I made a sharp riposte at him.

"Why" he closed the distance between us and looking at me intensely. He changes his expressions so quickly that I can't keep a track.

"Hey…. Stay away from me, otherwise…." I tried to warn him, but his reaction stopped my flow. He was standing extremely close to me as he held one of my hands tightly. Our intimacy affected me a bit.

"Otherwise…. What will you do Haan?" He asked me maintaining his extreme intensified gaze on me.

"I… I will…. I will hire some street fighters to beat you" I stammered and rechecked my answer which looked utterly foolish. Did I really say that? How silly of me. He must be thinking…. Who cares what would he think. I convinced myself and finally satisfied with my answer.

"Okay. But I am a 4th grade Judo specialist. No one can beat me easily except you, Innocent angel" he forcibly held his laugher back with a cool look on his face.

"You are asking a girl to beat you. Don't you have any self-respect?" I asked him with "Your judo skills doesn't scare me" look. But actually I shuddered a bit imagining him as doing it. Scary thought.

"I have and besides I am not asking you to beat me. I am saying you can if you want to. I can't disappoint you at any cost. After all, you are my fantasy which always makes me happy" he replied which irritated me. I hate these kind of fantasies, dreams and all.

"And you are my nightmare which makes me irritated" I retorted back.

"That means you dreamt of me last night" he said. He really looked unbelievably pleased with his question.

"Why do you irritate me so much?" I was tired with his continuous flow of encounters.

"Because that's the only signal your satellite can decode. You can't understand words of love. Do you?" he asked me. Finally I have decided to send him away. I came up with an answer to which no one can stand.

"I can't understand your love. It's rubbish. Love at first sight, where does it exist? Your "Love at first sight" means, either you want to get into my bed or you are infatuated by me" I replied. The look on his face satisfied me. I took a deep breath. My answer doesn't make sense. Does it? A girl can never say like that. But he left me with no option. He crossed his arms against his chest and looked straight into my eyes. He seemed confident. May be my answer didn't affect him.

"If you can't respect my love then at least don't insult yourself. Fine. Let's forget about my proposal last night. Start fresh. Let's meet every day for one year. Then I will propose. Would that work for you?" He asked me. I had a quizzical expression on my face as if I didn't understand his question. Nothing is working with him. Why on earth I invented him in the first place. What a stupid thing I have done.

"I will kill You soon" I said quickly, turning a blind eye to his question.

"You already are" he asserted.

"Argh… Go to hell" I cursed him loudly.

"After you" He politely said.

"Uff…. So much for annoyance" I shot back and stomped my feet on his harshly. He hissed in pain. I took that chance, quickly hired a cab and disappeared, ignoring all his attempts to stop me.

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Office…. Advertising agency. If I say it is fun to work in Ad agency, would you roll your eyes on me. Well… If you have enough strength to deal with a bunch of weirdos, it is real fun to work here. As a creative head I have been dealing with weird characters since 2 years in my personal and professional life.

"Manvi…. You are here. Thank god. I have been waiting for you…." He is Mr.Ajay Mishra, my manager. He is always busy with no work. All his assignments are my responsibility. He assumes that way. It is only for 2 months. He has been promoted and transferred to another branch. So practically everyone is trying for that seat, including me. I have been working seriously hard for 4 years. I definitely deserve that seat. Don't i?

"Why? Is there something good for me?" I asked him lazily.

"Can you help me to find Alisha's favorite movies. I want to gift her. perfect gift for perfect Alisha" he said dreamily. He talks less about his work and more about his girlfriend Ms. Alisha Mehra. She is my colleague and unfortunately my only best friend. Both are in love from past 3 months. See, their names "Ajay Mishra and Alisha Mehra", Rab ne banadi Jodi.

Everybody wants a perfect girl in a way Imran Khan described in "Meri brother ki dulhan" title song. Greedy boys. Isn't it difficult for god to make everyone perfect.

"Course. Why not" I plastered a smile on my lips and replied.

"Thank you. We will discuss about it later" he returned a smile and left. I sat in my office chair adjusting myself between chair and desk. Ready to drown myself in work.

"Manvi…. Manvi…. Did you finish that perfume Ad. You only have one day to finish" I heard a knock on my cabin door. Alisha, she knocked but entered without waiting for my response. She is the only person who knows almost everything about me after my mother. Alisha and I are somewhat similar yet different. I will give you a small example. A hit movie formula is, at first hero and heroine behaves like "I don't give a damn about you" way, at last they turns into "Janam janam saathi". Well…. I believe in the first part, she believes in second.

"Not yet. It is taking much time than I assumed" I replied with a deep sigh.

"Manvi…. We are getting late for the meeting. Come. Let's go" Ajay stormed into my cabin and almost dragged me from there after stealing glances at Alisha. She smiled coyly at him. Typical romantic comedy.

After a drive of 20 mins, we halted our journey at a building. It was Well constructed 7 storey glass building including an attic. Architecture impressed me.