Part-29

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Part 29 -- A New Friend?

Mahir's Pov

She got busy again as always. But this time it little bit too much. She just worked for all day long without any rest.

3 days later.

The Hotel was inaugurated. There was a party held in the evening in that hotel.

Bela was so tired as she was working continuously these days but the manager insisted her a lot. Then She also think, being the investor and owner she should go when she presents in the city.

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We entered to the party with her other guards and PA. When the manager ran towards her.

Mr. Collins: Thank you so mam you came.

She just smiled a little.

Mr. Collins: Please enjoy mam. I hope you like the party.

Bela: Yeah it's good.

Then she interact with some clients. She got busy again.

After sometime she excused herself and came towards me.

Bela: I'm so sorry Mahir. There are so many media ,press so you know..

Me: You have ignore me and act like you didn't care about me.

Bela: Mahir please.

Me: No no. I was just saying. It's ok. Mam. I understand. You go otherwise it will be odd..

Bela: Ok. But you also enjoy. Just go, have some drink, or do whatever you want to.

Me: I am not going anywhere leaving you alone.

Bela: For god's sake I am not alone. There more guards. Just go.

Me: No.

Bela: Ok. You keep your eyes on me. And now enjoy. That's an order.

Me: Um..Ok Boss.

She smiled. When someone came and said they are waiting for her.

Bela: Bye. And enjoy.

And she left.

I huffed. Enjoy. How will I tell you I don't enjoy anything without you with me. I still can't believe. I was the guy who loves to party, making friends, fun around. I was the guy who used to always excited for parties in college.

And now it all seems ok ok.
But I get order to enjoy so I can't deny it.

I went towards the bar and took a seat.

Bar tender: What do you want to drink bro?

Me: Lemon juice.

One guy who was drinking chocked his drink.

That Bar tender guy was looking me as if I am an alien and orders some petrol oil.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

He asked again.

Me: Lemon juice.

Bar tender: Ok.

Then he went to bring my lemon juice I guess.
I turned to see that guy who was drinking beside me was looking at me with wide eyes.

"Hey! You must be thinking why we are looking at you like that?"

Me: Yes.

Actually I know. Who drinks lemon juice in a party like this.

That guy spoke again.

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