Say you are mine. Short HaYa ff part 25 (3.10.2016) - Page 13

Originally posted by: maaneet_michi

Hi

I have read a similar Michi story way back.. Milind Mishra and Prachi..

Originally posted by: _Ms.Funnybee_

Wow just read the story in one go.

Fabulous loving it so much.

Plz update soon.

Will be waiting eagerly for your new update.

Part 14

Soumya had awoken to hear his deep voice resonant in the room he was probably talking to someone on the phone "Yes we need him on the committee ... raise the offer if he still doesn't comply break a few bones" clicking his cell shut he had slipped on his Belmonte pants. Soumya had risen yawning she checked the time piece to find it only six in the morning. "You'r going" it was a surprised statement rather than a question "Office" had come a precise answer. "But it's only six in the morning" she had exclaimed astonished to see him up and dressed at such an early hour. "And the sun rises at six, I like to rise with the sun" he had replied conveniently skipping the trivial detail that his insomnia rendered him sleepless for most of the nights and he was awake whether he liked it or not. Putting on his shirt and buttoning it methodically he dismissed the facts imperiously. By the time Soumya had returned from the washroom he had finished getting dressed and was hell bent on knotting his Carlo- Franco tie which by no means seemed an easy task in his large hands. Watching him struggle with it Soumya had stepped forward holding the silken fabric in her gentle hands she had peered at his amused face seeking permission and he had snorted in approval.

Focusing on the task at hand Soumya had expertly swung the loop knotting the tie with perfect finesse, smoothing it back against the stark whiteness of his shirt she had looked up to see his eyes riveted on her. It was a brief moment that had lapsed between them but it had been enough to provide him insight on the fact that he was capable of invoking sentiments in her. Her eye lids had fluttered in a dazed confession of her vulnerable disposition. Her hands still rested on the lapels of his jacket she was entranced by his bewitching gaze that seemed to transport her to an elevated level of self-consciousness and a jarring awareness of him near her. She felt her cheeks grow warm and he had seen them turn pink there was a profound simplicity in her being that interested him but that was just about it, she was merely an object of interest and that was how it was going to be. Stepping away he had turned to glance himself in the mirror atop the cherry wood dresser nodding his head slightly as if approving her handiwork he had left the room. Soumya too had followed him downstairs the house lay undisturbed a definite silence etched over it. Harman had frowned in casual observation by this time each day Kaka would be ready with his piping hot scrambled eggs and buttered toasts complete with his coffee but today the kitchen lay untouched devoid of any human activity. Placing his laptop and files on the dining table he had proceeded to one of the inner rooms occupied by his faithful servant, as quite unexpected of him Kaka lay sleeping his breathing shallow. Harman had carefully checked his forehead to find it burning to the touch the old man was sick and had not found enough strength to awake and perform his daily chores. "Harman" he had grunted in recognition as his hand had rested on the old man's face touching it lovingly "Kaka" he had managed his voice a hoarse whisper.

"I'm fine" the sick being had assured him but he could see the truth was far from it "You'r not going to put your foot down from this bed till I return" he had ordered the servant before standing up on his own two feet. From the open doorway Soumya had witnessed the entire ordeal first hand Harman had once again been successful in intriguing her, how could a man so self-involved and intolerant bear the patience and compassion to attend to his ailing servant. There was definitely more than met the eye to the enigma named Harman Mishra she had watched him flip out his cell and bark instructions to his manager to send a doctor to his place without further ado. Sauntering out he had missed her by inches and she had scurried off after him her curiosity leading her on "The doctor will be here in a few minutes get Kaka checked and make him have something" he had instructed her before collecting his things from the dining table itself. "But your breakfast" she had reminded him breathless in his perusal and he had gazed at her in momentary thought. "You've got ten minutes do whatever you can do" he had scrolled his gaze to his watch as if telling her that her time had started Soumya knew ten minutes was all she could get. Practically running to the refrigerator she pulled out the egg tray, butter slab, milk carton and bread. Popping the bread slices in the toaster she placed the kettle on the stove boiling water for tea, next she put the pan with a knob of butter on low flame whipping up two eggs with finely sliced onions and chili powder with a dash of salt.

Pouring the egg mixture in the pan she let it cook slowly adding tea leaves and sugar to the boiling water. The toasts had popped by now and she had buttered them generously placing them in a plate, she tended to the omelet flipping it on the other side letting it be evenly done. The boiling liquid had milk added to it and placing another set of slices in the toaster she had pushed down the catch. Moments later the tea had frothed and she had strained it in cups picking the omelet up she let the excess butter drain off before placing it in a plate. The second round of toasts had been done by then and she had added them to the already buttered ones. Depositing the items on the table in a maximum of eight minutes she had managed to impress him with her agility speed and skill in the culinary department. He had pushed an eager fork in the omelet and slicing chunks of it had enjoyed the mouth watering cuisine to the hilt, she noticed he ate heartily which made her believe she had indeed passed in her first test. Picking up a buttered toast she nibbled on it quietly observing him while he remained engrossed in filling himself on the finely done toasts and rather remarkable blend of tea. As he drained the contents in his cup the doctor had been showed in by Monty in a flash Harman had been by his side leading him to Kaka's room. After checking Kaka thoroughly the doctor had ruled out the fever resulting due to negligence on his part for failing to tend to his incessant cough and flu it was viral and would take it's time to subside. "A week the most, he'll need rest though ... plenty of it" the doctor had informed Harman jotting down prescriptions on his note pad he tore of the page and handed it to an awaiting Harman. "Monitor his dosage it will benefit him" saying so the doctor had taken his leave and so had Harman but not before instructing Soumya to look after Kaka.

"Will you be coming home for lunch?" Soumya had asked walking to the front door alongside him. "Most probably" he had replied donning his shades "What should I cook for you?" she had inquired unaware of his tastes and preferences regarding dining. "You're not here to slave in the kitchen" he had rested his eyes on her milk washed face "Then what am I here for?" she had inquired flustered and very much confounded by his dogmatic replies to her genuine queries. "You're here to heal" he had pressed on the issue in an attempt to abstain her from any menial chores his heart would not allow him to let her be treated as a maid. "You or me?" she had questioned softly this time her eyes searching his countenance and for a split second Soumya had felt his searing gaze rest on her even though his eyes were shielded by the guarding cover of his sunshades she could well imagine the darkness settling in them which was custom to him whence in anger. He had found it best to avert the question "I've already had the omelet so you can try something different" he had murmured before getting in his Audi and driving away beyond the gates of their abode. Breathing in deeply Soumya had watched the car till it faded in the distance how was she ever going to understand him she had wondered walking with heavy steps towards the interior of the still very quiet house. Checking on Kaka she had made him take rusks with tea before Monty had handed her his medication and she had made him take it too before tucking him in bed again.

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Originally posted by: _Ms.Funnybee_

Me first.

Wow another incredible update loved it so much.

Harman is still guarding his emotions.

And saumya is keen on opening him.

Fabulous update.

Waiting for next part eagerly.

Continue soon.

You are an amazing writer.

Originally posted by: ushasri

ur writing was good
fabulous update