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Chapter 27 - Is he trying to kill me?.

"Its so embarrassing..!" Glipy sat in the bathroom helplessly while holding her head into her hands. Sundar was standing outside of the door being worried about her. He couldn't stop himself and knocked on the door as Glipy took a lot of time.

"Is there any problem?" Sundar asked.

Upon hearing a knock, Glipy walked towards the door with a light footsteps while her hands covering her abdomen. She opened the door little so that she could only peek out her head. Sundar looked at her and was thinking about why she was behaving oddly.

"What happened?" He asked.

Glipy lowered her sight towards the floor and replied in low voice, "My periods came!".

Sundar nodded after a seconds. Glipy felt awkward to see his reaction. Staring closely at her flushed face, Sundar pushed a wide smile but Glipy didn't failed to noticed it.

"Why are you smiling?" Glipy looked at him with questioning sight.

"Nothing!" Sundar replied. The smile was still on his face. Not saying a word to him, she turned around to leave, but Sundar held her hand. He then pulled her into his embrace before she could say a word. Holding her tight he whispered, "You are so cute!". Glipy gulped down when Sundar buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply.

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Naina's face broke into a smile as she stood before the desk, which had nothing other than a desktop on it. There was this joy that was bumbling in the pit of her stomach.

Naina buried herself to her own paper works for the next few hours. Her concentration was disturbed when someone knocked on her desk. Naina looked up only to saw John placing the pile of documents on her desk.

"Arrange these files in need of urgency!" John pointed.

"All these!" Naina's eyes almost fell out of their sockets when she saw the pile of documents.

"Yes! Don't be so slow!" John said as he smirked.

"Isn't this too much for one person?" Naina voiced out her displeasure without any fear.

"Are you complaining right now?" John asked with an annoyed tone. "If you have any problem, meet Director" John said sternly as he pointed his index finger at the door.

"I will get to work immediately," Naina replied dejectedly. "Is he trying to kill me?" Naina thought as she frowned in displeasure. Naina worked like her life depended on it. She worked without taking a break for hours.

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Naina sat at the bus stop to wait for the bus to arrive. She almost fell on her back from holding back her sleepiness.

"Do you want me to bring pillow?" Naina jolted up in shock when she heard a familiar voice. She gasped when she saw who it was.

"Director?" She pushed her hair away from her face and sprang up to her feet. Realising his words, she lowered her head ashamedly to avoid his gaze.

"Why you look so dispirited?" Shyam asked looking intently at her.

"No, I am not" Naina answered. "Oh Gosh! Why he was suddenly showing up?" Naina could feel her hand turned cold in awkwardness.

"Let me just take you home". Shyam said.

"No!" Naina hastily replied. "I mean...My bus..will come in a minute" Naina added with calm expression.

"Okay!" Shyam said and nodded. He looked at the space beside her and sat down silently. Naina looked at him with her eyes wide open with his action. "Don't get panicked. I am waiting for bus" He said it while looking at the sky instead of her.

"Waiting for bus..?" Naina asked with a questioning look as she raised a brow at him.

Shyam turned to look at her and replied casually, "Its getting late. How can I leave you alone?"

Her mind was puzzled hearing him. "Is he up to something? Why he suddenly act as a gentleman?" She then stood up grabbing her bag.

"Hold on, you don't have to....." Shyam held her by the arm.

"Huh?" Naina glared at his arm. Shyam saw her glare and he realised what he had done. He had done that on impulse and he apologized immediately. "I'm Sorry. I thought you are leaving".

"Yes, I am leaving now. My bus came" Naina said feigning a serious look.

"Okay" Shyam said with a small smile. He stared at her back, his hand were buried in his pockets. He kept looking at the direction where she hops inside the bus.