Episode 9

Next morning,

Dishi’s house,

She was getting ready for work. Today she wore a white tank top along with an oceanic print shrug paired with white jeans. She was getting late for work so she let her hair flow freely and wore a scrunchie in left hand so she could tie her hair on the way. She as usual applied her pink lip balm and put her vintage round black glasses (spectacles) on, took her hand bag and ran out of her room.

As soon as she stepped out of her room her mother handed over her lunch box…..

Monika ji: I want this lunch box to be finished when you enter the house …..

Dishi: Mumma, I had already told you that we get food coupons in our company. And the food there is perfect…….you don’t need to tire yourself so much for me…

Monika ji: I don’t believe in you, the food there in your canteen will not be as good as this homemade food….

Dishi: Mumma…..

Monika ji: I don’t want to hear any ifs and buts…..

Then Dishi runs out of the house through the stairs of the building and Monika ji stands at the door….

Monika ji: ohhh…. Dishi, but your hair….

Dishi: Mumma I will tie them on the way….

Monika ji: ok but take care of yourself…

Dishi: ok Mumma I will, Bye….

Meanwhile,

Danish was sitting on the back seat of his black BMW in his ghost black three-piece suit, Rolex watch on his left hand with 99 diamonds fitted in it. His hairs were perfectly set with Jell and as always looked very captivating with his cold demeanor…..

He was reading some reports on his iPad which were sent by Ritik this morning and of course it was about Dishi. He had a very small and admiring smile on his lips which can be considered as the eighth wonder of the world for those who know him well…..

The report included all the information about Dishi, like her age, height, weight, her education, her family and friends, her likes and dislikes, her date of birth, her relationship status which made Danish feeling proud because he was going to be her first. Otherwise, he would not mind killing the person who dared to exist in Dishi’s life, because according to him there was only one person who deserved that place and that was obviously himself.

It also had her picture from her college farewell party and in the picture, she had minimal make-up on, she wore a dark green palazzo suit with floral embroidery by Resham around its sweetheart neck along with a net dupatta (Indian scarf). She had tied her hair in a loose side braid. In the picture she was smelling a rose flower, and she looked really beautiful and angelic…… Danish was admiring the picture for a very long time.

Today they were going to the Oberoi group because the Oberoi group and the Infinity Group came into partnership for a project of a super luxurious mall in Delhi and Bangalore…..

After some time, they reached the underground parking lot of the Oberoi group. A guard came forward from the car (for the bodyguard) which was following them the whole time and opened the car door for Danish, and he stepped out of the car.

Ritik also came out of the passenger seat and followed him to the VIP elevator which was specifically for the CEOs and presidents……

In the elevator,

Ritik: due to your soon-to-be girlfriend, I had forgotten to bring the contract for the deal of GRAND MIRAYA MALL.

Danish remained indifferent and was standing with his hands in his pant pockets.

After saying that he pressed the button for the first floor……

On the other hand,

Dishi had just reached her office building and punched her employee ID card and was waiting for the employee’s elevator with other employees who were waiting before her.

There were six elevators for employees and two VIP elevators for the CEO, president and other clients. But being new Dishi didn’t know about this thing that normal employees were not supposed to use the VIP elevator.

Two elevators arrived together but the employees who arrived before her took them first, both the elevators were packed with employees soon and closed to ascend. Now only Dishi was left in the lobby. Then she checked the other six, but they were taking too much time to arrive.

(For better experience play the song Callin' U (Tamally Maak) and use headphones)

I’m callin’ you

With all my goals, my very soul ain’t falling through

In need of you

To trust in my faith, my tears and my ways is drownin’ so

I cannot always show it but don't doubt my love

tamally maak

w law hata ba'eid anni fi albi hawak

tamally maak

tamally fi bali wa fi albi wala bansak

tamally waheshni law hata bekon ma'ak

After 15 seconds she heard the ting sound of an elevator, the doors opened, and she looked in the direction, Ritik came out and went toward the entrance alongside giving Dishi a smile (as he already knew about her) but she felt a bit odd by getting a smile from a stranger and saw that the doors of the elevator were soon closing, so she ran toward it…..

Dishi: stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Please..... stop!

Danish who had been the only one left in the VIP elevator heard a familiar voice which he had been hearing in his mind since the day he first saw her….. Soon he pressed the stop button to stop the elevator…..

I don’t need nobody

I don’t fear nobody

I don’t call nobody but you

My one and only

(tamally habibi bish'ta'ak lak (bish'ta'ak lak

(tamally 'ainay tindah lak (tindah lak

w law hawaly kol elkon bekon ya habibi mohtaj lak

Ah, ah

Then as the doors opened the view in front of his eyes…. was very mesmerising as Dishi was looking so attractive in her tired state that he wanted to kiss her without wasting any second because she had completely captivated his heart and mind and he can’t help but think about her since the moment he first saw her…..

Dishi soon entered into the elevator without giving much attention to the other person and her surroundings She said while giving a sweet smile and trying to catch her breath, “thank you so much….. fifth floor”.

Then Danish looked, raising his eyebrows at her as if asking, “excuse me, what?”

I’m callin’ you

With all my goals, my very soul ain’t falling through

In need of you

To trust in my faith, my tears and my ways is drownin’ so

I cannot always show it but don't doubt my love

Dishi also motioned by her eyes toward the floor buttons and again said, “fifth floor”

Danish looked at her in a more impressive way (as messing up with Chopra was one thing but ordering “the Danish Oberoi” was a huge one). So, he thought (doesn’t she know who I am, or is she just trying to be bold. I had never even taken a glass of water for myself, and she is ordering me to press the floor button for her)

Nevertheless, he pressed the button for the fifth floor…..

(tamally habibi bish'ta'ak lak (bish'ta'ak lak

(tamally 'ainay tindah lak (tindah lak

w law hawaly kol elkon bekon ya habibi mohtaj lak

(tamally habibi bish'ta'ak lak (bish'ta'ak lak

(tamally 'ainay tindah lak (tindah lak

w law hawaly kol elkon bekon ya habibi mohtaj lak

Then Dishi took out her scrunchie from her hand and held her hair together to make a bun. Unaffected by, if someone was watching her or not. She was so focused on tying her hair that she didn’t notice that Danish was watching her every move wholeheartedly. He was mesmerized by how she was putting a strand of hairs behind her ear and from there his line of sight continued to her eyes, nose, lips, cheeks which had dimples when she smiled at him, to her soft, fair and slender neck.

And before his line of sight could continue the elevator stopped at the fifth floor and Dishi stepped out of it and soon disappeared.

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