My phone ranged and vibrated inside my purse. I unzipped it and attended it.
"Hello,"
"Hello..."
"Hello, I can't hear you."
"Hello"
I was wilderd by her spicy explanation about the sex between Eric and Fenny. Her conversation always began with an aura of erotic fantasy.
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"You know, Eric." (Piya).
"Oh that womanizer."
"He is now dumped by Fenny."(Piya)
"Fenny, that spectacle girl."
Our conversation lasted for half an hour. I disconnected the phone stating that I had to eat my dinner.
"Hey, what are you doing here?," he asked.
"Oh I was talking to my friend," I said.
"This is a storeroom.," he said.
I looked to and fro and realised that it was a dark and dusty storeroom. The ground was designed with an infinite network of broken black wire. My left foot intertwined with one of its string. I abruptly clashed at the shoulders of him.
I sprang up and adjusted myself.
"Yes.," I said with a rosy embarrassment.
"Let's go.," he commanded.
The door closed suddenly with a trashing sound. I moved my gaze to the closed door.
Ajey dashed and banged the door with his tightened fist.
"Someone's there.," he shouted.
The peon sang a song with an alcoholic grimace.
Aaj phir pena ki tamanah hae
Marne ka irada hae.......
I heard the outgoing footsteps of an unknown man. Ajey banged the door even harder but none responded.
He kicked the tool and slided it against. He let out a huge sigh.
I backstepped slowly and perched my hands on the table. I hid under the table and started crying soundly. I initiated crying with sobs.
"What happened?," he asked.
I was scared of dark and dimmed light. The flickered green light made me timorous of the surroundings. I sobbed louder.
He joined me under the table and I smudged the falling tears. Nevertheless, another stream of tears rolled out like a waterfall.
"What are you scared of?"
"I don't know.," I answered and sobbed again.
He caught my hand and pulled me gently outside. I hugged him tightly and grasped his jacket. He patted my hair and I wept bitterly.
"Don't worry, I am there for you.," he said.
"Please save her.,"
"Who?,"
"Pleased save her.,"
"Shh shh, there's no one," he said.
"But..."
"Shh shhh," he placed his index finger on my merlot painted lips.
I ceased crying and there was a patched green sofa. I fitted myself on that sofa and we actually fitted on that small dimension.
I crawled myself up and surprisingly sank into a deep sleep.