“Mr. HM, I have a request from you.” Simmi said while looking at the side profile of Samrat.
“Shoot.....” Samrat said without averting his gaze from the road.
“Please don’t reveal about my poor health to SM, she will be worried.”
“I don’t mind keeping it a secret, but do you think we should hide matters like health to our folks?” Samrat took a glance at Simmi and asked.
“I know it’s wrong, but in this case, she can’t even do anything rather than being tense. To be truth, I saw motherly affection for me in her eyes and I don’t want to bother her for nothing. You know, SM is just like my mom, she also used to get worried about me even if I just sneezed or coughed.”
A faint smile appeared on Simmi’s lips while thinking about Disha Oberoi. She looked out of the widow luminous night of Mum
