Chapter 15

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     Ahan in light blue shirt and off white pant... Looking dashing.... Was standing on office door... Waiting for someone...
Door was like he can watch outside... But outsiders can't know what's going on inside....

While Murtsim in whole black outfit ....

He was seating on table... Totally tired... Seating in relax position.. and doing same thing.... Staring at door.....

" Kitna wait krega yr ... Tin din se yha aa rha he.... Aaj to kuch better lag rha he... Do din to vese hi bimar tha..." Ahan said in annoyed tone...

" Dekhna vo aaj pakka aayegi...."
Murtsim said with shiny eyes...

" Ni aayegi ....vo kyon is office me kadam bhi rkhegi... " He also watching outside through door glass .....

" Resignation dene...."

" Agar aayi... To aajki drink meri taraf se...."

" Deal..."
Murtsim said in full confidence....

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Meerab's POV:

The insident happen that day , in office..  after that , i never wanted to go that kachra company...

I was hell determined till the time i remembered my salary..

' Job jaye bhad me... Me apni salary ni jane dungi... Mhenat ki kmai he meri... '

And I got ready to go that office for the very last time ..

In baby pink simple crop top and black plazo type pant.... ofcourse with my favourite black watch and shoes....

Now i was happy with my life.... Ammi was looking relax and satisfies with life... As every month my salary comes and atleast we don't have to gather money from every corner of home ... Just to buy months regular grocery....

For a change now every month I had money to buy one pant or t shirt...

As a responsible person... I know i should save it... But i love clothes and styling them... In childhood..  my mom dad never stopped me .. but due to our condition... I couldn't buy the things i like ..  so now i was free... Its weird that one month i buy pant.. another month matching t shirt.... But for me it was ok... Infact small happiness...

But god never wants a easy path for me ..  so now i have to resign from this job ... And again... Again i will be jobless ... And as per my density... I know it must be for months ....

Again we have to struggle for money..... Huh hell ... I never desired atleast this life ....

I entered the office... From where i ran away just three days ago... For my life.... My heartbeats were  Little high ... Like what i will answer to my colleagues... Why i was absent..... Or what if that beast had told something else ... Bad about me to them ....

' ufffff Allah miya... Itni hi musibaten den .. jitni me shambhal saku... Unko sametne me.... Me khud ludak jau esa n kren ....'

But the thing i haven't expected was to .... My colleagues behaving normal with me ... They greeted me with a smile.... And awkwardly i did same too ...

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