Chapter 8 Beginning to know each other

Tanvi finished with work at around 05:30 PM. On the way to her home, she wondered, "Did I make it? What'll Mr. Rudra decide?" She tucked her hair behind her ears, "There's nothing I can do on that. Why waste my time?"

With that, she began surfing through her mobile and came across a few interesting design ideas. Her eyes grew wide in anticipation with a glimmer.

"They are all great, but how to design the combination uniquely?" She began brainstorming by twirling her pendant with her slender fingers until she connected all the dots. A wave of relaxation washed over her.

"Woah!! If I made this design it would be stunningly gorgeous know?" Excitement shot through her nerves. She reached her apartment and slipped the keys off in her bewilderment. "Oops!" She tapped her forehead and twisted the doorknob.

Tanvi jumped onto the couch and commenced designing the draft. Her round eyes followed the swift movements of an ink brush. Her delicate hand swung while painting endlessly.

After hours of hunching over design illustrations, "Yay!! I did it." She dabbed her shoulder in accomplishment. Her lips gave a lovely smile by glancing at the sketch. "Man!! I made it." A thrilling scream banged in her house. Later, she pinned it into the folder carefully.

Tanvi straightened, noting with the discomfort in all the kinks and crimps in the muscles of her. As they slowly released their hold, inch by inch, she relaxed, feeling the blood flowing into the formerly tight places.

Darted to the balcony, Looking at the beautiful full moon, she wondered, "How good it would be to have this pleasant weather forever?" While she dozed off, a picture of Riaan came to her mind and realization hit her. "I told him that I'll call him."

"Hmmph. I always forget such sort of things." She grabbed her phone and dialed. He didn't pick until nearly the last ring.

"Hey, Tanvi!! You finally called me." Riaan exclaimed.

"Huh! I'm sorry Riaan, I just remembered about our call." Her voice was apologetic while she bit her lips.

"It's okay Tanvi. No worries. You called me, that's more than enough for me." Riaan said joyfully.

"Thanks, Riaan. So, what's up?" She felt grateful with his understanding and nodded to herself.

"In the office! I just finished my meetings. What about you?"

"I just designed some drafts. So what else?"

"Tell me about yourself, like apart from your biodata. I wanted to get to know the you not in the questionnaire." Riaan said slowly

"Huhhhhhh??"

"Hey, just relax!! If you are not comfortable then it's fine with me. I'm just curious about you, want to know more about you" He explained.

"Okay," she lifted her head and stared at the ceiling blankly. Rolling her already crossed legs, her thumb shifted onto her chin. After a pause, "I love to eat icecreams, chocolates. I like to watch movies, go trekking with my friends, roaming.........."

"Wow! That's nice."

"So what about you?"

"I'm not that much of a party type, I like to play football, volleyball and watching movies!"

Tanvi stood up and paced to her bedroom with a chuckle. She put the phone on the speaker and slipped into her pajamas. They were discussing countless things while she ate dinner and did her chores.

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In return to her room, the hanging wall clock ticked. Her gaze focused on the clock, "11:00 PM." She squealed. "Damn it!! My ears turned red with the heat."

With that she texted Ameera. "Babe!!"

"What's up, babe?"

"I spoke for two hours with Riaan."

Ameera sent a gaping emoji. "No wonder, you are not online this whole time."

"Shut up!!" They both laughed.

"What magic did he had done on you?"

"I don't know. But, my pulse quicken when I talk to him." Tanvi covered her reddened cheeks. Ameera chuckled in amusement.

"Aiyahhhh! I forget to tell my mom and dad about Riaan."

"Come on, inform them now."

Tanvi checked the time, 11. 15 PM. "Thank god! They will be awake." She quickly made a video call to her dad. He immediately lifted it though. A sense of warmth rushed into her nerves.

"Hey sweetie, How are you? Now you got time to call me?" Her father said with a bit of a taunt and happiness in his tone.

"Sorry papa, these days I'm being much busier than usual. I need to tell you some important information. Call mamma also to listen to it."

"We are ready sweeties, now tell us what is the matter??" They asked eagerly.

Tanvi smiled and started telling about Riaan, like how they met and what he does. She gave them all the details about him to do a check on the information as well.

"Okay, sweetie, we will check on their family, and once we get the information about him. You can decide whether you want to marry him or not." Mamma said.

"Uf mamma. He didn't even say a single word about marriage. I don't know what will happen, but I just want to tell you about this thing. Okay now, I have to go. Take care. Bye-bye!!!! Miss You Guys!!!! Love you."

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06:00 AM, 1st September

Maahir lay on the king-sized bed curled up in the soft duvet when the sun blossomed with bright rays in the dawn. The reflections falling on the shiny glass windows had passed through the beige curtains when the cool breeze flew. The rays streamed through the swaying curtains and hit his peacefully sleeping face.

A grunt escaped from his plump lips, and he tucked himself beneath the covers dodging the blinding light until the silence resonated with loud echos in the room. He rolled off the bed to shut the alarm and opened his sleepy oval-shaped eyes strenuously. The illumination blinded his vision, and he rubbed his eyes to become sober.

Maahir strode to the window and became mesmerized by the breathtaking view. His messy hair fell on his eyes with the heavy wind. Leaned onto the wall with his hands tucked into the pockets of his navy blue pajama and inhaled the fresh oxygen deeply. "Get Harish to the warehouse." Rudra's words echoed in his mind, and he became alert immediately.

Snatched his phone from the wooden nightstand, his eyes glued to the screen. Swiping his long fingers and checked the call log of Harish. "I called you twenty times yesterday. Yet, you are still unreachable?" He frowned and fiddled with his mobile in the air while debating, "Should I inform, Boss?" Biting his lips, "no, No! It's a bad idea. Let me try it once more."

With that, he dialed Harish, and the tuned bot on the other end irritated him, "The number you called is currently switched off!" He sighed with crouched eyebrows, "This Harish deliberately switched his mobile off from yesterday?"

"Did he want to make things hard?" Maahir thought and dialed a number. "Yes, Maahir."

"Trace a number for me."

"Okay, send me the contact."

"Hm... I need it in half an hour." Maahir said while glancing at the wall clock.

"Okay."

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