CHAPTER THREE

He was not expecting anything much quick from her, like him who was dying for his love. She was now the queen of his heart. He was absorbed all the time thinking about her. Until he went to the bed she ruled on his brain. Even he was watching her in his dreams and thinking about her all the time. Her stiff looking cunning but most attractive face combined with her most revealing and firmed feminine charms had stunned him to the limits. Now, he never wanted to think anything else but her.

It had been more than two weeks since he met her when he received her call.

“Azra, I was just thinking about you.”

“Don’t whine in such way. Only sent few old fashioned SMS. Are you free tomorrow?”

“For you I am always free. Want to meet in the same place?”

“No but in my house. Will you free in the afternoon, from three to four?”

“Yes, in weekends I remain in my flat.”

“So you’re living alone or with someone?”

“I am alone and no family. Just thinking all the time that you can make it.”

“Just shut up. I think I can meet you at your flat, hmm.”

“Hmm, I think now you’ve decided to slap for what I said that day.”

“I can slap at any place on your face. Fool, asshole face!”

He just smiled for receiving the rude compliment again.

“Can you send me your address?”

“I’ll pick you up nearby your house.”

“No, someone can see me.”

“Interesting, so it would be like a trysting place?”

“Dunce nincompoop, don’t make castles in the air. I just want to meet you.”

“Then first meet me at Sunny and after it, hmm, joy.”

“Stupid! I’ll be there at four PM.”

“Thank you, my sweetheart.”

“I’ll show you the meaning of this word.”

“Sorry, sorry!”

She cut the phone even before he could complete it.

She arrived at the coffee house at four. When she saw him doing to and fro in a sad looking pause she called him. He heard and ran towards her cab like a porter.

“Just sit! We can have the coffee at your house.”

“O yes, good idea!”

He said and sat with her on the back seat.

“Where to go now? Tell him the address?”

She asked him his address. He told the cab driver about the location.

She remained silent while he seemed little impatient looking at her, who was wearing again a fine cotton brown dress which in his views fitted her to the extent. It seemed she made it for such occasion. The tight trousers with close fitting long shirt were revealing her charms in an inviting way. She could see he was again absorbed in the thoughts looking at her sitting closely with her. She just smiled time to time looking at her young lover like making fun of him. He never cared what she was thinking about him but he was happy sitting closely with his mature love or at least he had assumed her as his love. She had again saturated her clothes with fine cologne which was driving the young man crazy and even to think of grasping her quickly into his arms and to feel her.

“You live in this old fashioned suffocating flat system?”

She said when they reached outside his flat building. She was looking at the building with her penetrating and now curious eyes. The building was nearly thirty years old still in a good condition and had been repaired time to time.

“I think the building is still in good condition.”

“Yes, somehow! Let’s see your flat.”

Soon they entered into the lift. He pushed the button 3.

“So, your flat is on third floor?”

“No, on three hundredth floor.”

“I can see!”

Soon they reached outside his flat. He unlocked his flat and switched the light on.

“O, suffocating! How you live here?”

“I am a single person. For me, it’s enough.”

“Still you want to make a family? Stupid dull fellow!”

He smiled and walked into his small drawing room.

“Can I call you, my darling?”

“Then I’ll slap on your asshole face, first.”

She said and approached towards him.

“O no, first have the coffee.”

He said and almost ran into the kitchen.

“Cunning fool!”

“Good compliment!”

She heard him while standing in his drawing room with steady and somehow suspicious looking eyes, examining everything around. She could see it was a small one bedroom flat with small drawing room, a small balcony and a small kitchen.

He came with two cups of coffee and cookies in a plate.

“Take this dish.”

“What do you mean, idiot?”

“I just mean that you’re bold and most beautiful.”

“So you like cookies. Have good taste of humor and trying to behave like a gallant.”

“I would say that, you’re a beauty caged by a beast.”

“You’re agitating me enough, stupid.”

“Azra, why you’re always in such angry tone?”

“What you think I am a fool? Never know what’s running in your dirty brain? You think my husband is a cuckold. He will easily forget me for doing anything wrong? You’re such an idiot. Still I am not in such raging tone that I should be after you’re flirting with me enough. And still your teacher is a good man. So thank me for such air of liberty.”

She said with her usual stiff tone while sipping the coffee.

“Wise men say that the beautiful woman is always hard to deal with, right?”

“Wrong, poor villager! If you’ve brain then you can win over her heart. It’s winning over her heart not the face or other bodily beauties. You men are always but filthy lecherous animals.”

“Thank you again for such compliment.”

She cast a scornful look towards him but said nothing.

“Azra, have you ever saw yourself?”

“What do you mean stupid? I see myself everyday.”

“Realize that how beautiful you’re? A complete beauty!”

“Thank you for the comment but why you’re always trying to flirt with me?”

“Because I really like you.”

“I am a married woman and happily married with your teacher. Don’t you think it’s shameful for you to think in a way?”

“First of all I am not a religious, fanatic man. Second, you or your husband is not a blood relative of me, then what’s the shame and why?”

“Yes, you’re right. Still I am older than you. You say my temper is also not good.”

“I didn’t say that your temper is that bad. I just say that beautiful women usually have this temper.”

“Inexperience and dull fellow. So what you know about women, hmm, tell me?”

She said and put the cup on the table with a force, showing disapproval of his recent talks.

“Now don’t look at me like a complete fool. Answer me!”

“I really don’t know much about women. But I am feeling that I am fortunate that a most beautiful woman is inside my flat and talking with me.”

“Again, I want to say something, but now I feel like it’s most useless.”

“You mean trite, to attribute bad words about me?”

“Yes, dull, poor, asshole are less for a rascal like you.”

“Bad compliment, hmm. What can I say now?”

She kept herself silent for a while then she stood and started examining the small flat.

“Your kitchen is clean,” she said while entered into the kitchen and looking around. She walked into his bedroom and further opened his cupboard.

“What are you doing?”

“I just want to see your taste. What you do in your spare times?”

He said while she was examining his clothing and everything in the cupboard.

“What secret you found there? Am I a Jack the Ripper?”

“So what you think, those types of guys have mark on their foreheads?”

“You’re right somehow but you can ask my teacher about me, your beloved husband.”

“Ask what stupid, ask about you? Tell that you’re flirting with me and likes me openly?”

She said entering into his drawing again and seated on the sofa.

“Do you smoke or drink?”

“Yes, I drink water, tea, coffee.”

“I am talking about alcohol.”

“No, but few times swallowed a pint of beer with friends, you can say.”

“It’s fine then. Have you ever had any girl friend?”

“What you think about me? I am not a villager. I had nearly thousand girl friends last ten years or so.”

“You’re not serious about me.”

“Sorry, but how can I tell whether I had or not? You think it’s necessary to recall all the girls or women I ever met?”

“Yes, you should! What you think beautiful women are fools and just bunch of sweet flesh with no brain?”

He was feeling speechless to reply.

“I think for today, it’s enough. Thank you for the coffee and also cookies. Bye, boy.”

She said and left his flat with quick steps while he could not help to follow her. He was again stunned by her recent bold manners and her straightforward way of talking.

“This woman is driving me crazy. I’ve to leave the idea of loving a ripe beauty.”

He said with low voice and took a deep breath again. Soon he went to bed still thinking about her and her visit.