Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Khushi's POV

I couldn't stop laughing when Mr. Stranger told me that he assumed Chris was my boyfriend. But before laughing at his funny assumption I tried to clear that misunderstanding for some unknown reason. Because as much as I remember I don't give a shit what anyone thinks about me. After all, I was not born to impress others.

"Where was that society when I needed them the most?", I thought in my mind. So it's better to first take care of yourself because no one is going to do that for you.

If you did not value yourself first.

When I observed Mr. Stranger's face I caught him smiling sheepishly. And that made me sure that there must be something fishy cooking in his mind.

And when he told me the reason behind his smile I hit him slightly on his chest completely forgetting about his injuries that made him whine in pain.

I immediately removed my hand and tried to apologize for my mistake.

When suddenly I felt myself completely drenched and it's none other than Chris, who did all this with a mischievous smile on his face.

I immediately looked toward Mr. Stranger, who was completely drenched too and ready for another round, when I found Chris was ready with another bucket full of water to splash it on Mr. Stranger.

I hurriedly come in between them to save Mr. Stranger from further drenching.

And I stopped Chris by holding his hand otherwise it would be really difficult for me to manage all this.

Finally I managed to handle Chris with my fake promises that if he behaved like a good boy I'll help him to meet his girlfriend soon. On which he nodded happily and got ready to sleep in my bedroom without making a noise or doing something fishy again.

But I am feeling sad for him because I knew very well from day one that his girlfriend did not love him. She was only using him for money. But my poor friend believed that she loved him too just like he loved her wholeheartedly.

I will surely talk about this topic to him when he comes back to his senses again.

I took baby steps from my bedroom and turned off the light of my room so as to not disturb Chris in his sleep.

But right now, I better look after Mr. Stranger, who was nowhere to be seen after that water incident.

And when I came into the living room I found Mr. Stranger was searching for something in my hand bag.

"What have you been searching for Mr. Stranger?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

And there I found his face turning pale.

"Is that there is something he is hiding from me?", I thought in my mind when I found him silent for a few minutes after I asked that question.

"Actually I was busy searching for my medicines! I don't know where they are! I can't find them.", he replied after thinking for a few minutes which gave a red signal to me that there is really something he is hiding!

But I avoided asking further questions to him as my stomach started growling and making some noises like rats are dancing in my stomach for food as I am feeling really very hungry.

And also it is Mr.Stranger medicine time and the doctor has strictly warned me not to skip a single dose of his medicine. So I just turned towards my mini kitchen to cook something for both of us.

Suddenly, I felt someone stop me by holding me by my wrist.

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#Abeer's_POV

When I found Khushi helping Chris to sleep in her bedroom. I took it as a chance as I found her purse on the couch. Maybe she forgot it there. So, I hurriedly went there and started searching for her mobile phone.

Checking every item from a girl's purse like a thief, I was feeling really ashamed of myself. But what can I do?

I have no option left to contact Luca. I searched for the telephone so I called him but she does not have a telephone in her apartment. So I thought of contacting Luca through Khushi's mobile. I was waiting for her since morning and soon dozed off after taking the medicines.

When Khushi's friend Chris started making noises after over drinking, I came back to my senses.

While Khushi was helping her friend, trying to make him sleep in her bedroom, I got the chance to check her handbag she carried with her when she went for her job.

I immediately started searching for her mobile when my eyes landed on some papers, which kind of looked like some legal papers. First I thought about leaving that and searched for her mobile but then, I did not know why I started reading them quickly, for some unknown reason.

Maybe deep in my heart, I wanted to know about everything which is related to Khushi directly or indirectly!

Going through the pages, and reading everything, makes my mind numb.

"How could someone in today's selfish generation be so kind and pure?", I thought in my mind.

' Yes, she took a loan for me, for my treatment and medicines, and mortgaged her some gold jewelry and this apartment.'

I know her miserable condition very well, I knew she was financially not strong, unlike me, for whom these few dollars don't even matter but for her, it was her whole life savings, as she worked so hard day and night, saving the money by cutting out her expenses by checking her needs and desires, which girl's of her age want, like partying outside, eating tasty dishes, spending nights in bars and clubs, spending money on buying makeups and clothes and all the luxuries someone wants to make their life better.

But here she is, living a simple yet peaceful life, working so much hard day and night, doing overtime just to fully fill her day to day expenses.

If she wants, she could easily become rich by throwing herself on some filthy rich people who just search for girls who could satisfy their lust desires by doing one night stands.

But she chose to fight, fight for herself, fight to earn some money for living her livelihood.

' Girls, like her, who choose to fight, no matter how hard the situation is, no matter how many obstacles come in their way, are the real warriors.'

" Yes, She is indeed a warrior, a true superman. OOPS! My mistake, a true superwoman.", I thought in my mind, feeling proud of her.