David smiled, looking at the note Sara had written. "Today is the best day of my life."
**-
After Class, Sara had the day off in cafe and even got her first salary. She and Sweety went back to their house. Both lived in the same home, which Sweety owned. "Sweety, take this month's rent." Sara said, handing her money.
Sweety refused. "I don't want your money, Sara. You're my friend - you're like a sister to me. How can I take money from you?"
Sara cut her off "You know you're the only one paying for grocery, electricity and everything on my behalf. You know I won't accept anyone's kindness for free."
Sweety smiled. "I know, but you make breakfast for me, right? Consider that equal to rent." Even then, Sara didn't backdown until Sweety took the money.
*
Suddenly Sweety's phone vibrated. She checked - a message from an unknown number : 'Hi'.
Sweety ignored it. Later, another pop-up came.
"Who is texting me at this time?" she thought, glancing at the clock. 7:30 PM. She replied "who is this?"
The reply came instantly : "It's David".
She froze.
Another message "Did u had your dinner?".
Sweety screamed like she'd seen a ghost.
Sara ran into her room. "Sweety, What happened? Why are you screaming? Is there a cockroach?" she asked, looking around.
Sweety stared at Sara's face and screamed again. Sara tapped her head. "What happened? Tell me."
"It's from Mr. Handsome," Sweety said, showing her phone at Sara.
Sara looked at the screen. "Are you sure it's from Mr. David? Did you confirm?"
"Oh! No. Not yet. Wait, I'll ask," Sweety replied.
Sara sat beside her, watching the phone.
Sweety typed :"Which David?"
*
David stared at his phone. "Which David? Seriously. Sara, did you forget me?"
"Wait how would she know it's me or not... lot's of scams these days. Good. You still have a brain to take precautions against scammers," He thought.
He texted back : "It's David. Lecturer"
*
Sweety froze when she saw the message. Sara nudged her "Who is he? Did you get a reply? Is it Mr. David? Tell me."
"It's Mr. Handsome only." Sweety said, still shocked.
Sara looked at the phone and smiled to herself. "It's him. I knew this would happen. That's why I gave him Sweety's number. Let's see what happensnow."
"Reply him," Sara told Sweety.
Sweety typed :"Hi Sir. What a coincidence. I had my dinner, What about you?"
*
"Coincidence, huh? Maybe she was surprised by my message," David thought. Then another notification popped up. "What are you doing?" she texted
"I'm thinking about you...." again Sweety froze. Sara was laughing behind her, tears in her eyes from holding it in. "Oh my god, I can't." Sara whispered.
Sweety was about to reply "Why", but Sara stopped her. "Don't reply 'Why'. Reply 'Thank you'. I bet he'll say 'Only Thank you?'" Sweety looked her like, 'Can I trust you?'.
"Still doubt me? Check if you want," Sara said confidently. Sweety sent 'Thank you'.
Seconds later, David replied : 'Only Thank you?'
Sweety's jaw dropped. She stared at Sara. "How did you know? He replied exactly what you said. Can you predict the future, Sara? Are you an angel sent from heaven for me?"
Sara raised her hand like she was blessing her. "Okay, now reply, 'Why are you texting me at this hour?'"
"Then what will he reply? Tell me. I can't bear the suspense," Sweety begged.
Sara looked her in the eye. "The reason he gives will be 'for Study purpose'."
David's reply came instantly : For study purposes.
Sweety grabbed Sara's hand. "Sara, from now on I'll call you my deity. What should I reply now?"
*
"Reply, 'Thank you for that. If I have doubt I'll definitely ask you,' like that. Send it," Sara said.
"Okay," Sweety replied.
Sara went back to the kitchen to cook.
Sweety texted him : "Thank you for that. If I have doubts I'll definitely ask you, sir."
David immediately responded: "Why are you calling me Sir? It's okay, you can call me David if you want."
Sweety looked toward the kitchen. "Yeah, she went to cook, I'll reply him."
She typed : "Really, I'm waiting for your response. Ok, I'll call you David from now on".
*
In the kitchen, Sara muttered to herself, "I knew you'd text or call me if I gave you my number. That's why I gave you Sweety's. After this, you won't ask my number again."
"What a brain, Sara. You are really intelligent." She thought.
*
David frowned at his screen. "Am I sure that I'm texting Sara or someone else? She wouldn't reply like this. If I told her to call me David, she'd say, 'why should I call you David? You're my lecturer, so I have to call you Sir.' That would be her response." He felt a chill. "Then it's not Sara, it's someone else."
He texted : "Can you say your name once? I forgot."
Sweety replied: "Its Sweety, David."
David stared at the text, stunned.
"I'm sorry. Wrong member." he sent back.
_
"What? Wrong member?!" Sweety screamed.