Ch 4

Nitin was pacing around in the villa, anxious that his friend was going to kill him for his negligence.

"Why did I cut the phone? And what in the world happened that this son of a bitch is not answering his phone now??

"Who are you calling a bitch? You shit-eating fat ass bastard." Aishwarya, who got caught in the fire indirectly, retorted in mock anger. She was, of course, not angry at him; that cuss was way too simple if she was truly angry. She was just playing around with him.

'Just look at my cuss; it was such a beautifully made creation.' Aishwarya thought to herself proudly.

"Who are you calling that, you witch? It all started because of you anyway, so grow some balls and take responsibility for this shit." He huffed in anger, his frustration and anger reaching their peak, but it took only a single glance from her for his anger to deflate like a balloon.

"Hey, I am so." Before he could finish his apology, he was interrupted by an angry tirade from Aishwarya.

"Who are you blaming, sucky bastard? Are you seriously asking a dementia patient to take responsibility? And grow some balls. Do I look like a man to you, and you are asking me as if I made you pregnant or something??

At Aishwarya's angry tirade, his opponent teared up as he tried his utmost to stop himself from crying, and he rubbed his eyes furiously to stop his tears from flowing down.

Looking at her friend tearing up, Aishwarya frowned as though she had swollen a bug and hesitantly reached out her hand to console him, only to be struck away.

"Yeah, you are right; it is my fault that all this shit happened. You embarrassed yourself in the park, and I even dared to blame you for it. Please forgive me. I am sorry."

Nitin mumbled to himself and only raised his voice to make sure that his apology could be heard. 

Aishwarya too teared up at his sincere apology as she hugged him forcefully despite his attempt to run away. As she ruffled his hair, she smiled and reassured him.

"Nobody is going to say anything to you. You are the best caretaker in this world, even better than my son."

Clap, Clap, Clap!

"I was the one who gave you the popcorn, and you dared to finish mine. Where is your gratefulness? " Kunal shouted in mock anger at Sam, who looked at him innocently with tears in his eyes because he hadn't eaten any popcorn at all.

'This bastard is lying." He thought to himself as he complained to Aunty with his eyes. 

"And what's with you betraying your son? I am the best caretaker and the best son. Kunal declared grandly while striking a random pose. 

As everybody laughed at his sudden comedy, Aishwarya inadvertently loosened his grip on her prey, and he didn't miss this chance to free himself.

Nitin, who was feeling free from the first-hand embarrassment, was caught off guard by the sudden headlock from Kunal.

"You thought I wasn't going to say anything to you if you had a mother by your side, huh? Too bad for you; I ain't care about that." Kunal ruffled his hair violently as he continued to grip him in a headlock.

"Ok, enough of this BS. This ain't funny anymore. Just look at him; he has not taken a single relaxed breath due to your fear. Aishwarya said as she forcefully freed Nitin from his son's eagle claws.

"Oh, come on, Mom, it was so much fun to tease him," Kunal whined as he sneakily tried to catch his scapegoat but stopped as soon as he heard their chant and saw his mother glaring at him (he wasn't that sneaky).

"No, it's not." All three of them shouted this at the same time, causing him to pout in displeasure.

"So, when did you get there?" Aishwarya asked while stretching her body.

"We were here from the start. Sorry about that. Before Kunal could say anything, Sam had already answered and disappeared into his room, leaving him to fight alone.

Kunal looked at his mother, who was approaching him slowly like a predator, eyeing its prey with a stick in her hands (when did she pick it up?) and he started backing away without even noticing, but alas, his foot stuck in the sofa, and he fell. This was the start of a long beating.

"Ah, Mom, I am sorry. I swear, I won't breach your privacy again. While screaming between his beatings, he gestured toward Sam's room discretely, and Sam, who was unaware of their silent deal, fell into the clutches of Nitin, who had no other choice as he didn't want to join them.

Sometimes later, the screams of Sam, who was enjoying the show from his room, could be heard from his crime partner.

Nitin had smartly chosen to leave the room and use headphones to distract himself from the show playing outside.

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A few minutes earlier, the emotional episode between Nitin and Aishwarya started, and Sam was waiting outside the villa to pick up the popcorn he had ordered.

"Why did you order popcorn? Are you planning to watch a movie or something??" Kunal questioned Sam's strange behavior, saying that instead of waiting inside the house, he had placed his ear on the window as though he were trying to hear the conversation happening inside.

"Don't tell me you are trying to hear their conversation discretely while eating popcorn," Kunal asked as he slowly backed away from Sam, who was receiving his order from the pickup guy.

"Not me, mate. We both are going to hear their conversation discreetly, as it's not our fault if they can't find us." Sam clutched Kunal's hand and gave him the popcorn as he tried to enter the house through the window silently.

'This guy is going to be the death of me." Kunal thought to himself as he silently took the lead in infiltrating the house while smiling devilishly.