He sat in the room next to her, waiting desperately for the 10 minutes to get over. This was torture, to be away from her when they are so close. But he waited cause she wont like him peeping while she prepares. He couldn't wait to tease her about her cooking skills, thought it was just the ready-to-cook Pasta. She had told him to study for his test, that he had no idea about, but right now it seemed that studies were the last thing on his mind...
She was busy cleaning the bed where they were supposed to have their candle light dinner, right now it looked like it had been struck by a hurricane, chocolate wrappers were strewn across the bed mixed in with different cloths. The food she had brought from the nearest dhaba was getting cold and the pasta sat in its packet waiting to be cooked. It was kinda funny that she was planning a candle light dinner while she still at the age of 18 years couldnt light a match...
"Oye mujhse maachis nahi jalti, mai candles rakh de rahi hu, tu baad me jala diyo.", he heard her shouting from the next room. He smiled and stared at the phone's clock, 5 minutes to go. "Jaldi kar, 1 minute extra nahi.", he shouted back...
She hurried towards the induction, and started with the pasta. Then she started thinking about where to place the candles, placing them on the bed could really lead to burning the house down, she wanted to "Come on baby light my fire" but not this way, So floor it was. The pasta was almost ready, the bed was clean, with the bed-table set with some pillows on the side. And it was time...
"Aa ja!", he heard her voice beckoning him...
To be continued..
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