Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
The Crazy Day

"Good morning, Mrs HansH Mahesvara."

Ughhhh! It was still early morning when I woke up in Neha's soft bed, and the girl was back teasing me about HansH Mahesvara. He really is out of his mind.

"Remember, yes, my friend, if my prayers are answered and you are truly the wife of Mr. HansH Mahesvara, never forget me. Okay?"

I'm pouting. "You're trying to take my mind off, hmm?"

"Yes, good effort, right? Who knows how it will affect."

I spread my shoulders, smiling amusedly at the girl.

"By the way, what are you going to do about Sister Sanjeev?"

Oh my God, I shuddered as the cold outpouring of reality hit me. "Of course."

"He hasn't called you?"

"I haven't answered."

"You can't keep dodging, honey."

I-i know. To be honest, Sanjeev called and sent me messages via whatsapp most of the time after my confession turned disastrous, but I could not if I had to talk to him -- not yet. As if there were signs, my phone buzzed when a message came.

》Please talk to me, Zia. You didn't come home and I was so worried about you.

"Maybe you should call her."

"Then say what?"

"Anything."

"I make myself look stupid, Neha. I still don't understand why I ever thought that saying I loved her was a good idea."

Neha mengeran*. "Zia, I thought that you and Brother Sanjeev would be together one day. We are both aware of how close you are to being more than a fraternal relationship. Well, if he panics when you tell him, why? That's understandable. Besides, you're kind of surprised. But let me tell you one thing, he's a fool if he can't see how exactly you are for each other. You were a real couple."

"That's not important now. The True Couple is officially dead. Okay?"

Boost. Neha disagrees with me. "Obviously not yet, if he's still trying to talk to you, that means there's still a chance."

"He was because I was his sister. He was so worried because I didn't come home. But only to the extent of fraternal relations, nothing more." I took a deep breath. "I will fix our situation as before. Our relationship will be fine, I'm sure. Now it's still a little awkward, but I don't want this situation to make things difficult for ourselves. I promise, it will be okay in the end. But it seems I need to avoid it first for a few days. Yeah, just a few days, I need time."

Neha's phone rang. He turned his screen towards me, his expression very serious. Phone from Sanjeev. "So what am I supposed to tell him now?"

Panic froze me on the spot. "Please don't tell me I'm here! Please... huh? I beg?"

He glared at me and then took a call. "Hey, Brother. Well, I'm fine. You you? Oh, so. Zia's? Yeah, he's right here. But Brother Sanjeev don't come here, yeah." He threw his gaze at me. "I think he needs a little time. So, please give him some space to himself first. Okay well? Goodbye."

I exhaled a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"I'll always do what's best for you. But, remember, you should call him. The poor man panicked. He's so worried about you."

I mendesa*. "Tomorrow I'll call."

Neha lifted my phone off the table and shoved it into my grasp. "No, Zia. At least send him whatsapp. At least so he calms down. Okay?"

Neha's words disturbed me all day. I just agree with Neha's words, but I didn't do what she said.

Finally, alone staring at the phone in Neha's bedroom at night, I knew Neha was right, I had to call Kak Sanjeev. Gathering every shale of courage I could, I found Sis Sanjeev's phone number and contacted him.

I could hear the tension in his voice as soon as he replied.

"Zia, hey."

"Hi, Brother."

"I don't know what to do. what to do. or say...."

"It's not just you." Brother Sanjeev laughed. My stomach churned and I gulped with great difficulty. After a moment of silence, he again said, "You're still there?"

I'm throats. "Yes." Yeah."

"Look, this is a mess. Can we meet tomorrow morning?"

Silent.

"Don't refuse, Zia, just listen, okay?"

Although reluctant, I agree. "Okay," I said.

I heard him breathing agitatedly on the other end of the phone. "good. What you said yesterday, well, my reaction wasn't very good. I realize that."

Oh yeah? A timing? You're late to realize it.

"I should have dealt with it better. Obviously I shouldn't have stopped following you when you told me to go home."

It should be....

"I think we need to talk to clear the mood, Zia. I hate it if it affects our brotherhood."

Destroy that thought. "No way, Brother. That's not gonna happen."

"good. So, hmm... at Harry's tomorrow around eight? We'll have breakfast together, okay?"

I grimaced on the phone. "good. Then I'll see you tomorrow."

Ending the phone call, I threw my phone at the foot of the bed, jumped back on it, then placed a pillow over my throbbing eyes.

But suddenly Neha went into the room. "Hey, are you okay?" tanyakanya.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Zia...?"

"It's ok, Neha. I'm okay, really. Calm down."

But Neha gave up. He took a pillow over my head and he lay down next to me. "To be honest with you, I mean, I will support whatever your decision is. You want to continue your fight, please. You want to stop too please. Especially if you want to move on and find a new heart harbor, I will be very supportive of you. With HansH, for example?"

"Haddeh! You are, HansH again... HansH again."

Neha chuckles. "How else, from your story it seems like that cold guy can feel or see something else from you. So, like I said last night, maybe that's a good sign."

"Don't tell me to dream, Neha."

"Hey, don't be pessimistic...."

"Then?"

"Listen to me, you and Alisah, HansH's former fiancee, you're both just as beautiful. Body posture, height, stature, all the same. Even the style and color of your hair is the same. And your eyes are, exactly, with the eyes of Alisah. If you opened your mask last night in front of HansH, maybe he would really fall in love with you and forget about his ex-fiance, right? You are beautiful, no less than Alisah. I could swear to that."

Oh, I'm touched. So enthusiastic Neha talked about the romance of his best friend.

"Here, look." Neha showed me a picture of a girl from her cell phone. "This is Alisah, HansH's former fiance who disappeared."

Surprised. I was amazed to see the girl's photo. Not only is she beautiful, she is elegant and fashionable. It's only natural that HansH hasn't been able to move on from him.

"Hey, you're just as beautiful as Alisah, you know! It's just that your appearance is less fashionable. You're too simple. But, yeah, that's what makes you unique. But if you can look like Alisah, I guarantee you, HansH will fall in love with you. It'll be too late."

Huh! Amusingly. I shook my head at Neha's words. "Beautiful doesn't mean you can make a man turn away easily, honey. Unless my face is exactly the same. He would have thought that I was Alisah and that he would love me as much as his love for Alisah. Hmm?"

"Yes, you just operated on your face. Hm? You will be Alisah and HansH Mahesvara will love you with all his soul and body."

Oh my God, you crazy girl!