✿ Pain ✿

Nataliya watched the weighing scale once again in disbelief. It couldn't be possible. She had gained two killos and wasn't believing it. She was shocked and sad.

Kaif just came to the store room to grab his shirts he washed yesterday. He found her standing at the weighing scale in the corner. It was a small room in the house which had an iron table, their washed and packed clothes and Nataliya's favourite thing on the floor in a corner, a weighing scale.

He silently leaned down at the scale and straightened up after reading the numbers.

"I lost two kilos" She lied to him with a smile. She wasn't ready to accept that she gained some more kilos.

"No, you have gained two kilos" He corrected her.

"Ap ko kese pata?" She asked him unbelievably.

(How do you know)

"Mujhe sab pata hota hy! And you should be punished for lying" He crossed his arms on his chest.

"You already punish me a lot in the class" She stepped down from the scale.

"Is that so?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"What to do about this?" She was on the verge of crying while pointing at the scale.

"Relax! We will work upon your diet but you have to be consistent in it. You have to stop eating your favorite snacks" He said.

"No, it's okay. I will just cry about it" She walked out of the room sadly.

Kaif shook his head and started folding his shirts. His eyes narrowed when he saw her clothes lying at the table. He had reminded her to fold her clothes and take them into her room but as she was a lazy sloth, she had ignored it.

He calmly folded their clothes and after putting his shirts in his wardrobe. He took her clothes and entered her room as the door was already opened. The weather was getting better and they had stopped using the air conditioner.

She was lying on her stomach, her face lying on the pillow. She hadn't realized his presence otherwise she would have sat up on the bed. He realized she was mumbling, watching something on her phone. It was a reel about a man.

"So damn hotttt" He heard her giggles.

He placed her clothes on the bed and walked to her side. He took a seat beside her and that's when she realized his presence.

She threw her phone on the bed, quickly sat up and pulled her shirt down.

"Jee" She mumbled innocently. He was sitting so close to her.

"What were you watching?" He asked.

A hot man, She just thought.

"Nothing special" She smiled.

"Who is hot?" He raised his eyebrows and put his hands back on the bed. He sat like he wasn't going to get up early.

Did he just hear me, Her eyes widened.

"No one" She said nervously.

He kept looking at her silently and she looked away awkwardly.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, clearing her throat.

"I brought your clothes because you can't do a simple task, I gave you" He was serious yet his persona shrieked hotness.

"Oh, I forgot" She chuckled awkwardly.

"You don't forget to watch stupid reels. You don't forget to waste your time. You don't forget to eat unhealthy snacks but you only forget to do some work" He taunted her.

"Preferences you know" She scratched her hair.

"To hell with your preferences. Get up and go to the kitchen, you are making dinner today. Cook grilled chicken, rice and vegetables. You should start eating healthy now!" He ordered her and rose up from the bed.

"What" Her eyes widened at his words.

Work and Nataliya couldn't get along.

"Yes" He nodded.

"But I don't cook. You do it" She reminded him.

"And I am busy today. And it's your punishment for lying to me. So you are making it" He told her.

"We can order" She suggested eagerly.

"You have already gained weight. We aren't eating anything from outside. Be a little responsible Nataliya!" He walked out of her room and took a seat on the sofa where his laptop and a few papers were lying.

Aya bara zalim admi, She slammed her fist on the bed which only hurt her hand.

"Damn" She hissed.

"The kitchen is waiting for you" He said loudly from the lounge.

Han bus kitchen reh gaya hy mere lie, She got up from the bed disinterestedly.

(As if only the kitchen is left to wait for me)

She cut the vegetables, soaked the rice and cut the chicken into pieces. She even marinated chicken with basic ingredients. She knew what to do but she was scared for the most important part. The cooking.

"Kaif" He was busy on his laptop when a meek voice grasped her attention.

She would hardly call him by his name but whenever she would say it. She would be shy and nervous.

He looked up at her who was standing behind the kitchen wall. Only her face was visible. She was hiding like kids.

"What" He asked.

"I have done everything. Can you please turn on the stove" She was embarrassed to say it.

He put his laptop aside and walked inside the kitchen. Looking around his eyes appreciated that she worked cleanly.

"Why can't you do it" He looked at her.

"I have no idea how to do it"

"Apni zuban se jala lo" He suggested seriously.

(Do it with your tongue instead)

"What do you mean" She argued in defense.

"Nothing" He muttered, showing her how simple it was to ignite the stove.

"Thank you" She put the oil into the frying pan and put chicken later. The oil danced frantically into the pan. Some hot drops fell on her hand.

She hissed in pain.

Kaif who was filling the pot with water to boil rice, left it in the sink and rushed to her.

"Let me see" He grabbed her hand and caressed his fingers on her hands. Her skin was turning pink.

She forgot the burning pain and looked up at his face who was assessing her hand carefully.

"You can't even do such a simple thing" He turned off the stove and took her to the sink. After putting her hand under the tap water, he made her sit on the sofa and put ointment on her hand.

"Dard ho raha hy?" He asked softly, rubbing the ointment on her hand.

(Are you hurt)

"No" She shook her head.

She was feeling butterflies in her stomach feeling his soft touch. How it could be hurting her. Her lingering touch soothed her skin.

She smiled a little watching his serious self worrying for her. He looked like a completely different person at the moment, more caring and attentive.

"What's so funny?" He asked grumpily when he found her smiling.

"You are behaving as if I got burned" She chuckled.

"Shut up. It's not funny" He snapped at her for her carelessness.

"Pagal" He muttered, wiping her fingers with the tissue paper.

"I will not ask you to work in the kitchen ever again. It's my mistake. You are so careless and stupid..." He was scolding her but she did mind it today.

Her heart was in the air today.

Kaif can't see her in pain😭

Nataliya is so nakami. Who relates to her?

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