You Are My love (Edited)

Chapter 42

"Shut up and take your seat" Neela fake chided, took her seat before Ayan did.

"Impossible. I'm not going to have all of them" shaking his head no he mumbled, pulled the chair out to grab his seat. The air around them back to light.

Quarter past minutes later.

"Actually Ayan there is another reason behind, to call you when no one around in house this hour...umm...I don't know how to start this conversation either" Neela reluctant voice letting out a nervous chuckled.

Ayan has got already the hint that there is something more, when few minutes ago Neela dismissed her house help saying her she would manage the moment that woman in her late thirties moved ahead to serve them food.

His hand freezed shoving the last spoon in his mouth from the mango chutney bowl. Her words drew his all attention over Neela sitting across him. His face formed a deep frown.

"You know"
"Avni..."
"I think Neil..."
"He is...." Stammering with her words Neela paused. She couldn't form a complete sentence under her disquiet state. Being abashed she averted her eyes away, took some time to prepare herself for this conversation then her imploring gaze back to Ayan.

" Mimi. You can trust me" his words assuring her. His calm, impenetrable gaze over her.

"I know and I do...but....."

"What it is?tell me." Ayan leaned forward.

"Neil is in love with Avni.
I can see it in his eyes" her tentative, slightly shaky words made Ayan feel uneasy because he know it is true.

"And!" Ayan causiously asked.

"And!'
"Ayan seriously you are asking me this?"

"Yup. I'm asking you because I'm not getting what exactly you are trying to say me..." quickly finishing the last spoon Ayan rose off his seat abruptly. In attempt to rinse his hands he walked to the basin.

"You know everything about Avni.... and Sweta is..." Neela said, her creased gaze followed him.

"Are you by any chance talking about her medical history or...." His hands paused, he looked up at her direction.

"If it is the second one then....Sweta Aunty already knows it...." He resumed his task.

"But Neil....."

"Now you are making no sense at all" Ayan resumed her task washing his hands and then turned off the faucet.

"What if Neil get to know from Sweta and he spill everything to Avni" Neela said in a contemplative tone and Ayan strode back to his former spot, took his seat.

"I'm not getting your point. Why would Sweta Aunty all of a sudden would pull such stunt, when she never did it in these years" Ayan enquired with his forehead crinkle.

"She would, when she would get to know her son loves not any other girl but our Avni. To stop her son not to love someone like Avni she will pull such stunt." She mumbled made Ayan straightened her back. Now this information has started building some sense of worry inside him. He felt his facial muscles flexed hard.

"Okay.I know that will be an extreme point for her. But we can't trust a mother when it comes to her children" Neela added. There is a perturbing shadow covered her face grew her eyes anxious, unsettled.

"Nope...he wouldn't" Ayan retaliated, his voice emanating conviction.

"How could you say it so confidently" Neela asked.

"Because Neil love your daughter a bit too much. He would never want to see Avni this broken" Ayan heaved a sigh at his own remarks, made Neela recoiled at his words.