HE and ME Impossible ✔️

Part 16

"Same. From childhood we three want to study outside. But my dear Orthodox Dad won't allow it but he went outside for job. " That's for the first time I find inequality.

"Next question, do you love you job? "

"Off course. I am happy that I am doing the job that I am loving. "

"That's good. I too want to be like you. " I said.

"Do you want to enroll in CBI? "

"Noo, I said I too wanted to do job that I love like you said. Being a business woman is my dream." He gulped down. why?

"Fahad too have same dream as yours." He nodded his head with a satisfaction..

"Next question. Did you love someone.? More specific any girl. I asked him but he didn't replying.

" Are you sure, do you wanna know? " Did you love someone? But I don't love him. So that's not my matter. I nodded as yes with very confidence.

"There was a girl. " I don't know why I am feeling sad. From childhood everyone told me and taught me that marriage should be loyal. That why I am feeling like this way. This kind of feeling is for the first I am feeling like that

But I don't dare to ask if he still love her.

"Who is your girlfriend? " I am scared.

"She is no more my girlfriend. " I felt some satisfaction, my burning heart now remain calm.

"Who is your ex girlfriend? "

"I don't have any ex girlfriend. " What is he saying.

"She didn't love me back. " Oops. I am feeling sorry for him.

"Don't worry, consider it as life. " What am I saying? If it isn't life, then what it is?? Seriously Neha.. He looking at me with curious eyes.

"What about you? " He gulped down. "Do you have boy friend or did you have? "

"I don't like boys and you are asking me about boyfriends."

"What's with boys? " He is not gonna end the topic.

"Don't tell anyone. I don't like my Dad that's caused me to hate all boys. Sometimes I hate them because they consider girls as weak and society prefer boys over girls. "

"Don't tell me you are jealous of boys. " I closed by eyes and open it. I am feminist.

"Okay , I am jealous of boys because whenever girls do house hold chores the so called boys just sit at home and enjoy or go outside to play. My orthodox parents didn't allow me to play outside. Everywhere there is inequality and you too. "..

" What have I done? "He surprised.

" You too ask me to don't go outside alone. "

"That's because of your safety. "

"That's what my Dad too said. ".

" Neha, didn't you witness today's incident, I have enemies so it is not safe. "He is blabbering again. I don't look at him.

" And in my home, me and Fahad help Ammi. Don't hate all boys because of someone. "

"But there isn't anyone whom I know is good. "

"Don't you find me.? " He asked. I nodded , yeah he is good.

"But my hate for them. There is more reason and I don't like to share it now. I will share when I feel. " I stood up, but he isn't curious, why?

"Evening let's go and play badminton. " He said from behind.

"Really? " Its unexpected. "Then we can play tomorrow too with our siblings. " I am so happy.

"Shift your things to our home. " He didn't forget that. Anyway I need to act or else our family makes it worse. But I will sleep today alone. And tomorrow I will make them stay here and sleep with them.

Shifting things are the difficult job, Aman came and helped me. Don't forget he calls me again as Mrs samshudheen. He is not gonna change anytime soon. I will tell Ayaan about it and makes them call me as Neha.

"We need to place a couch too. " I said when I heard door opening sound from the washroom. His hairs are wet and water is dropping to his face. He didn't wear any shirts. Oh no. I turned back.

I saw many of shirtless men but I can't see him like that. He who don't dry his hairs are teaching me to dry mt hair. How insane.

"Put on your dress. " I announced.

"Done." He replied.

"Don't you have shame to walk naked? " I asked.

"I wasn't naked and I didn't expect you to come here. "

"Anyway leave the matter." Or else it will be embarrassing. I walked outside of the room and called Divya. It has been too long since I called her, yeah one day is too long.

To be continued.