Anu And Her First Love

"Devi?" I called her as taking a seat beside her.

"What darling?" she smiled.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure,"

"Do you know what Arjun would like?" I asked looking away from her pretending I didn't ask anything.

"You mean?"

"Like favorite food?" I suggested. "Do you know what his Indian favorite food is?"

"Darling... I know you're trying to get to know him but he doesn't eat Indian foods more like he never ate one. He'd always complain to me whenever I eat Indian food especially in banana leaf." She said twitching her nose as if she was being mad at him for not letting her eat her favorite food.

I chuckled.

"Is that so?" I remembered the other day when I served him idli, sambar, and chutney, he ate everything I put it on his plate without any word. If he doesn't like eating food he could've told me or Alice to do some American foods. But he didn't! Did he think that I'd get hurt if he refuses my treat? That was so kind of him. I didn't tell her about that day because if I said that she might start teasing him for that. So I thought I better keep this way.

We heard a yawning sound from upstairs. And we look at each other for a moment as if we knew who's that'll be. That was Adam. He took a nap and now yawning again like a mountain monkey. I laughed to myself and let out a soft giggle.

"That's Adam," I told her. She knew who that was but I told her anyway.

"Yeah" she laughed. "It's his time to drink milk." She said as about to stand from the couch.

Before she could react I stood like fire and gave her an amazing smile and said, "I'll take care of that."

She nodded.

"Thanks, darling."

I went back to the kitchen where Alice was standing and cutting vegetables for dinner. I thought she was already busy and I'd make it by myself. Then I took a big glass from the cupboard and poured some milk into it, added some brown sugar in it, and mixed it well.

can keep his room tidy? Wow, it was shinning out there. Once

room more than the five-year-old kid should be. His room was painted black and white, the bed cover was white and the pillows were black. There were no toys but a 50" TV, a PC sitting on the table with the laptop

shifted to the glass in my hand his grin fade away and worry preoccupied his face. "No... no... no!" now he shouted in

bed and started running toward his door. Now I got that reason for that faded smile. He doesn't like milk. Yes, no kid likes milk even I don't like it. How so poor this kid was but he must've drunk it because I won't accept my loss without

I smirked.

when they shook their heads with a pouting face. I love those

took

in a hurry as if he was followed by a king cobra. While descending the stairs I heard laughing voices from the kitchen. I turned my head to see the kitchen and saw Alice was laughing at me. I turned my head back to my way and

laughing at me, too, and encouraging Adam to run fast. That's not fair she'd have to support me instead she was supporting him. I was the one in the drink milk war, not

I sighed.

hard to make a five-year-old kid drink the milk. I've been following him around the house wherever he goes for the past fifteen minutes. And the milk in my hand gets cold

rounding around the living room couch the laughs and giggles behind us fade. Still, I didn't care because

back as running to the doorway to see Alice and Devi who were looking shocked at me like I was about to on a suicide mission, looking worried. Why were they looking at me like

me. I removed my hands from my ear and tilted my head up and saw Arjun standing in front of me, gritting his teeth and holding his business bag tighter than normal. All I know for sure was he's going to scold and yell at me because I can see that on

He yelled at me

didn't answer as frozen in the same

he shouted as

so sorry,"

time you walked into me. Is it? And for god's sake, this is not your park, this is my house and you have some sense in your head. You...." he said as clenching his teeth. His

before. I know he wasn't talked to me that much but I thought that must be his habit or even a character because I also don't talk to people until I felt comfortable around them. Now I got the real reason behind that. He wasn't interested in talking at all. He'd had to hate me then How can he talk? How can you talk to people you hate? How can you see the people with affection when you hate that person more than anything in the world? That

was all milk for your sake. I don't have enough time to make a new one either. This deal is a big deal

it. I was one hundred percent sure I was an idiot. Because when

sobbing like a child I couldn't control my tears. I'd never get a scold from my teachers not even from my parents. But this thing is killing me. First, I told him to stop this engagement but he didn't. Second, he'd never talked to me for more than a moment or two. Third, whenever he opens his mouth to talk, he

spend time with me.

silent? Open your mouth and say something." he yelled. Now his face was locked on mine but I was staring at the floor with fear as

the living room, looking as scared as me. Sam was

"s...orr....y" I said, sobbing.

maintaining it. And took another step closer as I was standing in the same place because I know I did something wrong so I can't move from there and