Sindhu's POV
My car is damaged. I saw that car's number, but where can I find it? I am sometimes careless. I want to cry. This is my favorite Audi. How can I get my compensation? My dad will kill me. The car is completely broken at the back. I parked my car, and when I came back, I saw that the car had damaged mine and simply left. How is this happening to me? I am talking complete nonsense. I will call Tanu; she will give advice.
"Tanu, where are you? Our car is damaged, and dad will kill me. Please save me from this," I messaged. When will she reply? It's been almost an hour.
"Sister, where are you? I am in college. Send me your address; I will come," she messaged me. I sent her my parking address.
Half an hour later.
"Hi Sindhu, what happened?" Tanu came.
"See this car. What should I do?"
"Who did this?"
"I don't know, but I have their number. I will file a complaint at the police station. They left without caring. How dare he/she is."
I am so angry.
"But Sindhu, we have to tell dad about this. He will take care, no need to worry. Please call father; he will come."
"Hi Sindhu, what are you doing?"
I am in shock. I finally saw him.