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Chapter 2 - It is Curable

Dhiraj entered his rented flat with a smile on his face. What a pleasant evening it was. He can't forget her face.

But most importantly, the aura that she has. The gaze which was sometimes shy but sometimes bold.

Dhiraj left his bag on the couch and surrendered himself on the bed.

His flatmate, Krishna entered his room,

"Why are you lying here staring at the fan like it owes you money, bro?", he said.

Dhiraj smiled like an idiot. "I have developed a new interest bro"

Krishna was completely clueless. Dhiraj usually is a very shy and reserved guy. Suddenly he is talking about his interest.

"Starking bro. I like that office and workers over there a lot", Dhiraj said, trying to hide the fact that he actually liked a girl from that company.

"Ate something wrong or what bro? You started to like office buildings? ", Krishna went back to his room murmuring.

Meanwhile, Ishani entered her flat. Koyel was not yet there. It seemed she might get late.

Ishani freshened up and started to prepare the dinner.

While chopping the vegetables she was smiling unknowingly.

"After a long time had a nice evening.", Ishani thought.

Her notifications rang.

"My sources are saying that tomorrow the deal will be signed :)", it was from Dhiraj.

"Oh I see. Will be delighted to work with your team", Ishani replied keeping it simple and professional.

"What's with this business tone?", Dhiraj texted, seemed flustered by her sudden professionalism.

Ishani giggled and typed, " Our relation should be strictly professional Mr. Popular"

"I see. You are teasing me. But I must admit you definitely think me worthy of being popular", Dhiraj replied.

A smile spread accross Ishani's face.

"Good night", she replied.

Koyel entered the flat.

"This heavy rain creates unimaginable traffic. Ugh!", she sits on the couch to have some water.

"The dinner is ready. Freshen up and have it. You must be hungry.", Ishani sat beside Koyel.

"Yeah, I am.", Koyel got up to go the restroom.

"I had coffee with that guy today.", Ishani said.

"That guy? The cute pookie one?", Koyel reacted

"Pookie? Hahaha", Ishani burst out laughing.

"Oh my god! I am seated. Tell me the rest", Koyel heard the whole story.

"He is interested in you", Koyel said.

"Eh! He only flirted a little I guess. You cannot call that being interested.", Koyel replied.

"Ok, lets wait and watch", Koyel said while going to the restroom.

Next Morning at Office

Ishani and her team entered the conference room. Her eyes were searching Dhiraj.

The team of Amethyst Enterprise was present, but Dhiraj wasn't there.

She focused on the business deal as both the parties signed the contract. But somehow in back of her mind she was wondering why Dhiraj didn't come.

"Congratulations everyone, we have signed the deal with them and it wouldn't have been possible without all of you.", Atul announced in the office cabin.

Koyel murmured, "The pookie didn't come?"

"Stop calling him that", Ishani lightly hit her on her arm.

As the team went for lunch Ishani stayed back as she had some paperwork left.

Atul came into the room, "You haven't left yet?", he asked.

"Will finish these and go.", Ishani replied.

"Ah yeah sure! Well, Ishani just wanted to let you know that be ready for a promotion this year", Atul crunched his nose and smiled.

Isha smiled, brightly. Finally her years of hard work is paying off.

All those nosebleeds and all nighters are proving to be worthy.

After a while Ishani went to the cafeteria.

"It seems your new crush met with an accident today.", Koyel whispered to Ishani.

Ishani's eyes went dark, "Crush? Whatever. Accident? How? Is he ok?"

"Yes, apparently he got hit by a two wheeler today on his way to office.", Koyel said.

"Umm koyel, see you at night. I have some work emergency", Ishani almost ran outside the cafeteria.

She called him up.

"Hey, are you ok?", Ishani said, concerned.

"Not quite. The deal is signed?", Dhiraj asked, his voice quivering.

"Send me your address", Ishani ignored his question.

"Don't be bothered. I am fine", Dhiraj insisted.

"Send me your address. I will bring some medicines.", Ishani said calmly.

"Ok ok I will send.", Dhiraj said, as he understood that Ishani is firm in her decision.

At Dhiraj's place

Dhiraj opened the door and saw Ishani standing.

"Here", she gave him a bag of medicines.

Dhiraj took a sigh and said, "Aren't you scared? Afterall I am a stranger"

"Huh. You are injured. Don't forget that. Actually I was gonna take a half-day off today. So thought of dropping by your place. How did this happen?", Ishani asked, non-chalantly

"Fell from my Uber bike. Got minor fracture in my wrist. But the problem even after taking a shot it's still paining", Dhiraj was in pain visibly.

"Take this medicine. I asked our office physician regarding this. Did you have lunch? You hurt your right hand.", She casually glanced around, checking for any signs of cooking—or eating.

"Not..yet..", Dhiraj said, as if he got caught while stealing.

"Shall I bring you something?", Ishani asked out of courtesy.

"No I can order. But difficult to eat with left hand.", Dhiraj's gaze were shifting very fast.

"Ok order. I will help you to eat.", Ishani said smiling

He nodded in agreement.

Until the food arrived there was an air of awkwardness. Ishani was on her phone, scrolling and Dhiraj was sitting quietly watching her.

"I mean there was no need for the hassle that you took for me", he broke the silence.

"Yesterday we had coffee, I dropped you home and today this happened. So I felt at ease after I came here. It's nothing", Ishani smiled.

"I thought you missed me", Dhiraj said, playfully.

Ishani stopped scrolling and looked at him.

"Would you like that?", she asked.

Dhiraj swallowed his spit. "What is this tongue in cheek situation?", he thought.

"Ummm why not? Can't I?", he questioned her back.

The doorbell rang.

"Food has arrived", Ishani got up to receive it.

She served the food on the table and asked Dhiraj to sit beside her so that she can help him eat.

Dhiraj, who was really nervous about this whole thing sat like a good boy.

"Do you like me to mix these together?", Ishani asked

"Yes, thank you"

"Now, have it", She gave him a spoonful of food as their eyes met.

Dhiraj looked at her eyes and took the bite.

"Ahem, look at the food while eating.", Ishani said in a calm tone.

"Yes", Dhiraj chuckled.

Ishani scoffed and raised her eyebrows, "what's there to laugh?"

"Nothing madam", Dhiraj burst out laughing, "You are behaving like my mom"

Ishani smiled too, in embarassment, "You eat yourself. I am gonna go"

"Oh no no, I am sorry. I will be a good boy madam", Dhiraj continues to laugh.

Ishani helps him to finish the food, "You are injured, otherwise I would have left by now. Keep giggling. Huh!"

Dhiraj's gaze turned serious, "Thanks for coming by. I really appreciate it. Moreover, now I think this disease, it is curable."

"Which disease? It's just injury",Ishani got alarmed

"No not this. Last night I was unable to sleep, maybe that's why I got dizzy and fell from the bike."

"Unable to sleep? Why?"

"I don't know, I felt like yesterday was something which never happened to me before."

"Dhiraj, are you serious? I really don't like these kinda jokes.", Ishani said in a serious tone.

"I am. Thanks for these two days", Dhiraj held her hand. Ishani slightly pulled her hand back.

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