Chapter 8: Revenge

•Aimaan•

"I don't remember anything". Said Ammy.

"How could you even tell that Dhariya?" Rashida phoupee asked.

"Cause' I don't remember. Who's she? Is she our...relation?" Ammy asked.

"Maybe a double shock made her forget about her." Rashida phoupee whispered in my ear.

"Fine" 

*****

Abbu's cousins left soon after dinner. We had a great course of time. Zyan liked his new teacher. He said that he taught him different tricks in solving a variety of problems. 

I was in my bed after Isha'a, checking instagram, passing through the profiles of the people I knew. But, a message caught my attention, and by a glare I could find that it was his revenge!

The voice message which I sent to Bad Boy was posted, that tagged my name. The boys had commented very badly.

Before throwing my phone, I got a call from Waniya. 

"Twin, did you checked insta?"

I hummed in response.

"What should we do now. What if Zay or your ammy, or any one of your relatives see that? You are answerable to them." She said

"I gonna complain about it tomorrow." With that, I ended the call. Before ending, I heard Waniya shouting 'no'.

My life was a turmoil. A turmoil after abbu's death, after Mr.Bad Boy came into my life, after I came to know that Salma Aunty was no more. With those thoughts, I was drifted into slumber.

*****

"Wallahi, you are early today!" Ammy commented when she saw me for breakfast an hour before.

"What to say, I'm also advanced!" Zay said, walking out of his room. 

While having breakfast, something came into my mind. I forgot something. I rushed to my room and took a packed cover and came back.

"Hey, is that your treat?" Zay started jumping up and down.

"You shut up!" I scolded him.

"Your new tablet Ammy. I forgot to give you yesterday." I handed it to ammy. "Ginkoba Tablet" I said.

"Oh, you don't need me. You go and cuddle with your mom. Don't ever bother me or Aqza." Zay whined.

"You idiot, what can I give you without even getting my salary. Did your brain run away because of your nonsense?" I knocked his head slightly.

"It's there inside" he said, concentrating into his food. 

*****

After dropping Zyan to his school, I directly went to principal's office after parking my car. There were only few students scattered over here and there.

"Ofcourse sir, they are doing kinda prank."

"But Ms. Shihas, how did they get your voice?" He asked.

I showed him the whatsapp history as the evidence.

"Let's see." he assured. As I left his room, there were four pillars standing in front of me. Smirks were plastered in their face.

"Miss Pussy cat, what are you doing here." Again boy, that blond guy, like Grease or something asked.

"You Mr. Grease, I would do whatever I like to." I said, as I could feel my blood boiling.

"Wait what? Grease? You mean, that black grease?" Grease asked.

"Yeah, you are such an oily and black grease, smelling worst." I said.

"Then what you are-sweet cake?"

"That I. Don't. Care" I said.

"By the way, we are going to Principal's office. I need to discuss about his salary increasement. What to say, if any girl, or you, may complaint about any unexisting whatsapp chat, I need to hold on right?" He snapped at my face.

Jerk!

"Did I ever ask you?" I spat.

"No?" He said, scratching his hair.

Cute!

Shut up. It's better you are dead.

"Then get out of your shit!" Next, I snapped at him and went away. 

"Let us see today evening at office!" He screamed, and an evil smirk made its way to his lips.

I gulped.

*****

I knocked at his door.

No reply.

"Excuse me?"

No reply.

I slightly opened the door and saw him working on his i-mac.

"Excuse me?" I asked, not even bothering him.

He gave me negligible look and went back to his work.

"O-hellow!" I asked him.

"Use the key word" he said.

"What?"

"This is not college. I'm your BOSS."

"So?"

He clenched his fist due to frustration. And again went back to his work.

Key word? Does he mean 'Sir'?

"Excuse me, Sir?" I asked him, not wanting to use his key word.

"Yes, ofcourse excused!" He closed his i-mac and smiled at me, an eery smile. He then cupped chin in his hands.



"M-may I come in?" I asked, looking down.

"Eye contact!" He ordered me.

"May I come in?" I asked him once again.

"Yes!" He said.

After discussing about the meetings or files or appointments or something, he showed me my new cabin.

"Oh my!" I exclaimed in my mind. That room was breathtakingly beautiful. It was having the same royal blue shade.



I guess his parents has some intemacy towards royal blue.

"Do I need to perform a welcome dance?" He asked annoyingly, when he saw that I was no more following him.

"Coming!" I ran after him.

The worst thing about the seating was that, our rooms were seperated just by a thin sheet of glass and nothing else. I was facing him and so he did. Just a turn he made, he could see me.

*****

The day went somewhat better. But he asked me to stay back this night if I didn't dare to complete a long monthly list.

The time went so quickly. The time was 1.45 am. There were no one left. I tried my hard level best not to shut my eyes.

I missed my Magrib and Isha'a. I wished to get those twigs that tom used when he felt sleepy in 'Tom and Jerry' series. Dumbo, I didn't even studied this long. 

Sleep.

My mind ordered me. Anyway, my 'boss' was not there.

I closed by laptop and rested my head in my fist that inturn was rested by the elbow in the table. I closed my eyes. Soon, I was drifted to my oh-not-so-beauty sleep.

*****

I was woke up by having an uncomfortable sleep. There sat a human, I think, a man who was watching me. We were in my close proximity. Thinking that to be Ihzan, I mumbled a sorry and soon left to my work.

"You look cute while sleeping." That man said in his manly voice. Soon, he closed my mouth that showed that his heart compelled him to say that, and not him. With a heavy eyes, I looked up at him and asked, "Are you sure?" 

He mumbled a stammered yes while scratching the back of his neck. Without thinking anything, I buried my face at his chest, hugged him tightly and mumbled "Then, let me sleep". 

His hands soothed my back, and so, a smile formed in my lips. Inhaling 'his' deep scent, I was soon drifted into sleep like I did a few minutes ago. But unlike that, this was a beauty sleep.