Miloni waited anxiously for Arko to pick her up the next day. She had not told anyone at home that Arko had proposed to her. Strangely, a fear laced with experience from the past stopped Miloni from blurting out to her parents that Arko had proposed to her. She also wanted to embrace the feeling of being loved by Arko to herself for some more time. It had been such an unforgettable moment that she didn’t think she would ever forget the way Arko confessed his feelings.
In jeans and a shirt tucked inside the jeans, Miloni paced the veranda restlessly, waiting for Arko. Her mother found her in the veranda when she looked for her to run an errand.
“Mil, you are here? I have been searching the whole house for you,” her mother scolded.
“I am going out. Did you want something mom?”
“Yes, I wa
