After my almost sixteen hours flight, I finally landed in the airport of Berlin, I collect my luggage and made my way out of the airport. As I came out, I saw a man holding a board of my name, did dad send him to pick me up?
I walked towards him and stood in front of him "Are you, Mrs. Amaira Rao, madam?" He asked in an Indian accent but he doesn't look like one. I nodded and he flashes me a smile.
"I was waiting for you only, let me help you with the suitcases," he said and put my luggage in the car that looked like dad's car, my eyes went wide in shock. "Mr.Rajesh sent me here to pick you," he tells me after seeing the confused look on my face.
"Are you Indian?" I asked and he chuckles.
"Yes," he replies in short.
"But you don't look like one" I let out my thoughts.
"Yeah, everyone says that, if you stay in a country for more than a decade your body also adopts the same skin like natives" he explained and I nodded in understanding.
"Do you work for my dad?" I ask.
"Yes, madam, maybe from the past six months before that I was a taxi driver, he told me to bring you home carefully" he replies.
Did he tell a stranger to bring me home carefully? I am a human being, not a nonliving thing, how could he do this to me?
Dad sent an Indian driver to pick me...Huh? instead of himself, So it means that the driver understands Hindi and if I talk to anyone in that language he will report all this to the dad it shows that dad still doesn't trust me.
As he opens the passenger door for me, I sat down in the car and saw car keys are hanging from the steering wheel and A savage idea took place in my mind.
Dad thinks I am still a kid so it's time for me to prove him wrong, the driver was about to sit in the seat when I stopped him " Wait, wait I think I fall my expensive bracelet somewhere" I fake my anxiety of losing my bracelet, he told me to stay in the car as he steps out to find the bracelet.
I locked doors from inside and sat on the driver seat, and started the car, without looking back at full speed I drove the car away from the airport.
Sometime later, I found myself going into the hills rather than the highway, did I lost my tracks? Whatever I should have to use the navigation as I tried to type the address of my home but it's hard to manage the steering wheel and typing at the same time.
And out of sudden, I lost the control on wheels and even breaks are not working, WHAT THE FUCK?! I try to calm myself and put my gaze back on the road when I realized my car already hits another car with full force. "Ahhhhhhh" I scream in pain when my head hits the wheel.
Someone opened the car door and gently pulled me out of it, I step out and suddenly I heard my ankle twist sound and I was about to fall when a strong hand grabs me from my waist.
"Are you okay?" I heard a masculine voice from behind me, I turned my head in that direction and saw a man was holding me more likely preventing me from falling again.
For a moment, I was just staring at his handsome facial features, his hair is sifted in spikes, he has wonderful hazel eyes and exact pink lips that are blending perfectly with his light brown beard.
"Ohh my God, you are bleeding," he told me looking at my temple in his husky voice and a hint of fear was visible on his face "Can you walk?" He asks, tapping lightly on my cheeks with his fingers that helped me to come out of my thoughts.
"I don't know" I honestly stated, he nods and unexpectedly he lifts me up in bridal style, I put my hands around his neck for support, as our eyes met once again, I feel my face turning red, I look at the direction of where he is taking me to avoid his gaze that still is looking at me curiously.
He settles me down on the ground and helped me sit in the car next to the driver seat, he quickly removes the box from the back seat that shows 'first aid kit' he put the disinfectant solution on cotton and cleans my wound with it before putting a bandage on the wound. He leaned down a bit towards my legs.
"You got a sprain in your ankle," he says, as he touches my ankle, I scream in pain "I know and It's completely fine, thanks for your help," I said and tried a silly move to stand but falls back in his arms.
"No, it's not, tell me where you live and I will drop you there" he offers but I shook my head.
"No, it's fine, I can manage" I reply, knowing that I can't.
"You can't even walk how will you drive the car?" He asked, raising his eyebrows at me. He is right but it's okay to go with a foreigner? But he doesn't look like a bad guy.
"It's my dad's car I can't leave it here plus my luggage is inside of that car" I replied and he let out a sigh.
"I am the owner of the famous garage of the city, I will tell my men to pick your car from here and they will take care of the rest and I will be back in a minute with your luggage," he said and walking away from me. He came back with the luggage that he settled on the back seat of his car.
"But still-" he cuts me off "Don't worry about the car but yourself, okay?" He asks and I nodded with a sad smile. This accident has never taken place if I looked at the road rather than that stupid navigation system in the first place.
He flashed me a grin and We both sat inside as he starts driving, he asks me where I live as I told him the address, we both were silent for a couple of moments.
"So... you are Indian?" He says I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"Yes, how did you guess?" I ask and he points at my clothes. "Because of your attire," he responds, I nod in embarrassment, Idiot me how could I forget that I am wearing my salwar kurti.
"And what's your name?" He asks again as I leaned back on the seat, enjoying the cold breeze hitting my face.
"Amaira.....Amaira Rao and yours?"
"Arthur Schreiber" that's all he said.
"Are you new here?" He asks and I shake my head in no.
"Actually, My parents live here and after I completed my graduation, I went to Mumbai for my job and now I am coming back after two years " I nervously said the last line.
"So You left your job there or something?"
"Nah, I am here for my sister's wedding but Now I am thinking to settle here with them" I reply and he nodded with a smile. Suddenly the roof of Arthur's car opens completely and because of cold winds, my hair is floating up in the air. I rose up from my seat and spread my arms in the air, as I let the breeze hit me up. I giggle in happiness that's the reason why I love nature so much.
When I came back to reality, I saw Arthur was gazing at me curiously with a bright smile on his lips." What?" I asked with a smile that he returns.
"You are extremely gorgeous," he compliments me with a smirk on his face. I blushed as I met his gaze, he continues "seriously, I never saw such an angel like you who looks like she came directly from heaven"
I narrowed my brows at him in amusement
"Thanks, so that means you flirt with all the girls you helped ?" I asked he laughed shaking his head in no.
"No, I never complimented any girl before " he stated openly.
I grinned before asking "Why?.....what's so special about me then?"
He just smiled "Maybe because you're different than others I like you" he responds and my heart skipped a beat.