Ishita's Pov
"Let's meet then, my well wisher!" I read the message again to confirm that I was not hallunicating.
The moment my screen flashed with a new mail recieved notification, I pressed on the icon, without thinking about anything. The level of anticipation had crossed the barrier.
I expected a question of interrogation, or a warning for lying. But, what I didn't expect was such an early reply, that too with so much hidden meaning behind them.
According to Aahan, he hadn't shared anything about his fallen career with Kamal and Ritik. Then how could Kamal act so cool after recieveing my mail!
I was in a dilemma. No I can't take another step, before confirming the base of my plan to be strong.
I pressed the back option. For now, I need a few minutes to calm myself first. Then only I would be able to focus on anything.
Then my eyes fell on the sender email id. Not it was not Kamal's. I read the ID. It was Aahan's. His full name was there on the ID.
But how could it be possible.
I ran my fingers over my hair. Wait... Did Kamal confront to Aahan? Maybe yes.
Then what should I do now. I guess, they will handle the problem now.
As Aahan had said, for him his friends will do anything. So let them do the needful.
Till then, I can rest.
I thought not to reply to Aahan at that moment. Let them handle their problem.
But, when I went to the bed, sleep didn't reach my eyes any soon.
There were thoughts running in my mind.
What if Aahan's friend failed to prove his innocence?
What if they suggest him to leave the company and start working for another one?
Definitely, it will save his career, but he won't be proven innocent.
And, I knew how Aahan is! He might have not showing it from outside, but yeah from inside he was breaking. He can't forget the humiliation he faced yesterday at the office.
Leave him, no sane person could face that kind of humiliation.
Aahan had to forget this incident for his own good.
And for that I have to prove him innocent.
I woke up again and dialled a number that I never had from the time I had left that house.
The phone was ringing. And it kept ringing. No body picked up.
I sighed.
That's what he had done all his life. Except claiming to love me, he had done nothing else.
Keeping my self respect aside, I again dialled the same number. This time too the phone only kept ringing.
I threw the phone on the bed in frustration.
No.
I can't.
I have to do this for Aahan. I won't give up.
I wiped a lone tear, that was finding an escape from the corner of my eyes.
Then I dialled to Mr. Rudra Verma again and the line went ringing and no body picked up.
Alright. It was her last try.
This time, she didn't dial his personal number, but tried to contact through land line.
After three to four rings, someone picked up from the other side. "Hello." She heard a feminine voice.
"Ishita Speaking. Connect me to Mr. Rudra Verma. Fast." She said with authority.
"Who Ishita?" The girl from the other side asked in confusion. Must be a new one in the mansion.
She hated her surname and she hated it more when it got attached with her name.
"Tell this to your boss, he will answer you who I am. Now please, connect to him fast. It's urgent." I replied.
"Listen, you are asking about Rudra Verma, right? So, stop your arrogance there. At this hour of night, he won't be available. So keep your attitude to yourself." The girl replied in arrogance, and here she asked me to check on my arrogance.
"Alright then. Ask any of the senior worker there. Tell them to talk to me." I said, being irritated with myself. That family and the mansion suffocated me.
"Who is it, Ms.? Someone is troubling you?" I heard a voice and recognized it immediately.
"No... No, Sir. There is some mad girl. Asking to talk to Rudra Sir." She replied to him and I clenched my fist. How dare she call me a mad girl! Then she added next, "Don't worry. I told her that Sir is busy. He won't entertain her at this hour. Right?" I could puke over her sugar coated words.
"Ok. Let me talk to her then. I will make her understand." Ayush, my step brother said.
I waited when she passed the phone to Ayush. "Hello, Ms. I am sorry if it's anything urgent. But Dad is sleeping. If you want, I can pass the information to him. I am his son." He said, as politely he could.
"Ok. So now to talk to him, I need a medium through you?" I asked in anger.
"Di." He whispered in surprise and then stayed silent as if thinking something. "Wait a minute." He said to me and then said, "Excuse me, Ms." No, it was not for me, but for that girl who was talking to me. Surprising me he said to her, "The person you are talking to me is the princess of this mansion. She can invade our privacy anytime she wants and talks to anybody she wants. Dare you stop her next time. And yeah, about your endearments for her, everyone here calls her princess, only princess. This is the first and last mistake of your career, Understand?" He dangerously asked. Maybe she nodded from the other side, because I didn't hear her voice, while Ayush muttered, "Good."
Then a few seconds later, he lifted the phone and said, "How are you, Di?"
"Very much alive." I replied, clearly showing my annoyance. " Can you connect the phone to Mr. Verma?"
"Why don't you call him personally? He would be so happy." I rolled my eyes listening to him.
"Oh, yeah. I tried and saw his happiness too. He didn't lift the call at all." I murmured the last part.
"Oh!" Ayush muttered. "Maybe he is sleeping. You will talk to him in morning. He is an early riser. Now come on, we can have a talk. We have a lot to catch up." He said in an excited voice.
I sighed. This boy knows to test my patience through his silly behaviour.
To be continued...