EPISODE 4

I entered Karl's office.

The moment I pushed the door, I saw him lay down on a woman who barely had any clothes on...

I was like --- What sort of gross behavior is that?

Isn't an office supposed to be a place for work?

Instead, this Rascl is having his own "me time*" with a girl who was probably completely unknown to him...

That sight before me was too much to handle. So I turned my face and immediately knocked the door to indicate that I was already in.

They stopped their ongoing acts as soon as they heard me out.

This person in front of me was disgusting me more and more.

After around 30 seconds, he said;

"Hey Miss Blonde hair"

When I turned around.

He noticed my expression and realized that I was disgusted. He asked the girl to leave and when she was wasting time getting dressed, he directly pushed her out.

HOW COULD THIS MAN BE SO INHUMANE...

HOW COULD HE KICK THE GIRL OUT JUST LIKE THAT ?

SHE WASN'T EVEN DRESSED COMPLETELY...

THAT WAS SUCH A GROSS BEHAVIOR...!

He didn't have any manners.

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5 minutes later.

On adjusting his clothing, He walked towards me and asked me how much money I wanted?

"1 Lakh Ron? 2 Lakh Ron? or more than that ?"

"What is Ron?"

"What do you mean by what is Ron? It's money silly girl."

What is Zen?

"Ehh? That's the planet we are on idiot ... Stop acting like an alien."

"Why are the vehicles like this?"

"Geez.... I don't run a car manufacture company ... It's just designed that way by the engineers"

"Why does the clock show only 8 digits?"

"Now do you think that question is even valid? A day has 16 hours so the clock is supposed to have 8 digits only."

I wanted to ask him about the toes on his feet too ... But that would disclose that I was an outsider.

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On hearing all that he told me, I was petrified and started shaking like a leaf, quaking in my boots. I was feeling my body become cold....

All of a sudden, the atmosphere felt suffocating and I ran out of his office since it was too much to handle.

How could I be an alien?

Aren't the aliens supposed to look weird and horrible?

Why are the people on this planet having resemblance to the Earthlings?

Also, how did I reach here?

What will I do here?

How will I return back home?

Why did I come here?

And what will happen if these people find out that I'm an alien? .....

ALAS!

All these thoughts were running in my mind as I rushed out of his office.

As I walked on the roads, my hands shivered. I felt like I'm going to die. I couldn't think of anything else and sat along the roadside.

The girl from such a rich family had no where to go. Not a penny in her pocket and not a person by her side.

Water and food betrayed her too.

I had no where to go. I sat down and cried for hours. I missed everybody so much. I wanted to return home so badly.

It felt like a thick syrup was running through my veins and those veins had little prickles that were bothered by the syrup. I felt a deep pain in my heart which couldn't be treated with any medicine.

Sadness slowed me down.

It felt as if my arms, legs and head weighed a lot more. My Breathing became slower and tiring. I felt a sensation of blood flooding through my cheeks. I suffered from serious anxiety. Anxiety which burnt the pit of my chest and everything around felt clumsy.

It is said that wound is a place from where light enters, but this place had taken away all the brightness from my life.... There was nobody to heal my wounds ... Nobody to accompany me and nobody  to help me.

While I sat there thinking about the terrible situation I was currently living in, my stomach growled. But I had nowhere to go.

I laid down there and tried to sleep.

Perhaps that was the only option left which could help me ignore my hunger. But nothing worked.

Suddenly a car which had total resemblance to Rolls Royce stopped right in front of me. The head lights were too bright...

As the lights dimmed,

I could see Karl walking out of the car. He was now wearing a neat and chipper, sober navy-blue suit. He looked even more handsome in that. But suddenly the scene from his office popped onto my mind and I turned my face around.

''Why are you here? Don't you have a home?

Penniless?

Hey?

Look at me girl?

*If you don't have a home*, then why do you still posses that attitude?''

Yeah I was filled with attitude. But that was because of how you treated me before.

If it was Mr. Nate, then I would have behaved far more better. But this guy in front of me did not deserve my respect...

"Why don't you come home with me?" ... he asked.

WHAT?

Was Mr. Womanizer actually asking me to go home with him? Was I dreaming because I was tired due to hunger?

Or was it really happening?

I pinched my arm to confirm if all of this was a dream. But it didn't work.

I immediately stood up and ran towards the car without responding.

Suddenly, I gave up all the pride I had because I wanted to survive here and I needed food for that... Only this alien man infront of me could help me with that. So without thinking any further, I immediately got into the car.

He smirked as he saw me enter.

We didn't talk a word until we reached his place.

When we were about to get out of the car, he asked me the same question.

"Why blonde hair? Are they natural?"

Okay, Now I couldn't ignore that question anymore.

I couldn't even say that they were natural because since the time I had landed on this planet, I never crossed path with any blonde haired person...

"They are artificially dyed." I replied

''They suit you well ...''

WOW! Was that a compliment?

Was Mr. Arrogant really complementing me?

That was definitely something which was supposed to be printed in the history book ... Miss Morty would have taught this lesson really well....

Grrrr.....

OOOOPPSSS......

My stomach growled again . And the most embarrassing part was that he noticed it...

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We entered his house.

This was the time I noticed his living room properly.The room was like a perfect magazine cover. The couch was cream but inlaid with a fine green silk leaves embroidered so delicately that they might have landed there in spring and just sunk in. I was afraid to sit in case I'd wrinkle the fabric or stain it with something I don't even know is on my dress. White curtains were linen, the kind of white that is untouched by hands and devoid of dust.

The floor wasn't wood , but was instead built of cement and bricks covered with square shaped white vinyl tiles. The furniture was rustic and dark, sprinkled liberally with vibrant cushions.

The room was too descent but somewhere showcased his bachelorhood .

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