She touched his shoulder slightly and suddenly she was on the bed beneath him with him strangling her neck. She tried to release herself from his tight grasp.
"Ss.. seh.." she tried saying his name.
His grasp tightened further on her neck.
'It's suffocating Sehban, leave me.' All she could do was think.
She wanted to get him to his senses.
She tried hitting him but she didn't hd the strength left. After trying to kick and hit, she found herself powerless.
Attempting for the last time, she tried to slap him but it resulted in a soft touch on his cheeks.
He came back to reality at her soft touch on his cheeks. He was terrified to see that she was passed out because of his strangle.
She started coughing uncontrollablly trying to breathe somehow.
After a while when she was breathing normally, she asked, "Sehban, what the hell happened to me back then? And what were you trying to do just now?"
"I can explain about now, but why are you asking about the past?"
"Seriously, Sehban, after just giving me a near death experience all you have to say is ask about my questions?"
"Uhh!... I'm sorry Alina. I'm very sorry...", He paused for a min and saw her
"I've had some incidents where I was attacked, so it was just my self defence." He again looked at her and then looked away,
"I was in a trance. I couldn't see it was you."
She held her head in her hands trying to understand his situation but she couldn't understand a bit as she was still in trauma of being strangled.
He couldn't comfort her because he was in shock and was guilty to not recognise his beloved.
Both stayed in silence trying to come to terms with what has happened.
"I came here to ask for a ride to my home." She said coldly.
"I'll get ready in 15 minutes and then we can leave..." He said not looking at her.
He heard only a 'hmm' as her reply and he got out of his room.
He came back in after a minute and said, "It's getting late. We have to get ready."
She looked at him confused.
"Can you please go out of this room? It will be appropriate. But if you want, I can get changed right in front of you.." he winked.
"What are you saying?" She then realised that she was in his room and what he suggested. She got out of the room hastily.
***Car***
"Where should we have our breakfast?"
"At my place, I'll make something." She replied.
"You weren't home for 2 days, would you have food items to make anything?"
"You're right, I forgot about that." She laughed meekly.
"Let's just buy some bread for sandwiches." She suggested.
"I don't really want to get in your home." He said abruptly.
He took a glance at her and clarified his earlier statement, "There're a lot memories of us in your house. And I don't think I have anymore self control left in me."
She was looking at him continuously.
"You're too beautiful today. I doubt myself." He said.
She blushed and said, "How could you find me beautiful in my unwashed clothes from 2 days back?"
"Don't look at me, please. I'm having a difficult time in keeping hands on this steering wheel instead of you." He said honestly.
"You're such a flirt. How did I even like you in the first place." She blurted out without thinking.
"That hurts, Alina. Please never say that again."
"I didn't mean it." She said and saw that they were at the restaurant already.
They had breakfast quickly without any conversation as they had very little time to get to their work.
They were back in car on the way to her home.
"Oh yes, what about my car? I left it at office building last week."
"I guess I'll be your chauffeur then." He said while saluting her.
'I'm more than happy to spend time with you but I can't forget for a second that I almost killed you today."
"Sehban, what happened today was unintentional. I understand now. But I have a question."
"Shoot"
"How did you get back to your sense?"
"Your touch, Alina. It does wonders to me." He said
***
"Just touch me Alina. I'll be fine." Cried the guy who had his forearm plastered.
"How did this happen? What did you do that broke your arm?" She asked sitting beside him.
"I just slipped." He quipped.
"From where?"
"I guess. . . Your balcony!!?"
"When?"
"Morning"
"Which morning?"
"Yesterday" he said lowering his head.
"Why didn't I know about it till now?"
"I hid it from you."
"How did you go back from my house?"
"Chalte chalte"* he said.
She touched his plastered hand and a tear slipped from her eye on the plaster.
"Alina, please don't cry. Baby, I can't see your tears."
***
"Just like how my touch healed your broken arm." She said.
He stopped the car at the corner of the road.
"You remember that?" He asked looking in her eyes trying to find his unquestioned answers.
"I just remembered it after you answered me." She said casually.
He unbelted his seatbelt and turned towards her. What he did, left her shocked and stiff at her place.