Aryan’s POV
“yes, please take care of the rest... “, I said before I cut the call.
It was morning and we were in a god forsaken village of the mariona’s tribe. Yeah, they’ve got a world of their own which is hidden from the world, let alone our country. This place was a secluded one so, those men cannot find us so easily.
Everything about this village was good except one, these people hate lairs or spies because that is the sole reason for the disruption of peace. With those jerks after our lives and Meera’s protests, I wonder how am I supposed to survive here in the village.
I sighed as a lady walked in. She brought some clothes and food for us. I smiled and bowed to her in gratitude. She returned the smile
“How is your wife? “, she asked.
" she is fine, I will have breakfast with h
