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*knock knock

*knock knock*

Nandini groaned in her sleep. She was hiding herself under the duvet, in order to save herself from whatever was disturbing her sleep, but the constant knocking of the door eventually woke her up. She walked towards the door and opened it to see room service standing there with a handbag and tray full of healthy food.

"Yes?" she asked being confused. She did not order anything from the hotel, so why serviceman was disturbing her sleep? 

"Ma'am this is for you."

"I think you are mistaken, I did not order anything Mr... (reading the name tag) Lal..... I did not order anything.

"Yes Ma'am I know you didn't order anything, but Mr.Malhotra has personally said to handover these things to you."

"Mr.Malhotra?" Nandini again asked to begin confused who the hell Mr.Malhotra was?

"Yes Ma'am, Mr.Malhotra ordered us to send this things to his room." The room service person indicated towards the trolley and a handbag. Yesterday's moment clicked in her mind. 'So his name is Mr Malhotra.'

"If you excuse me ma'am." he politely asked the permission to enter inside. Nandini gave him a small nod with a small smile on her face. He kept her breakfast on the coffee table and the cloth handbag he was caring.

"Have a good day ma'am." he said and went closing the door behind.

Nandini sighed and looked around for any source of Mr.Malhotra. She checked the bathroom, balcony everywhere but 'Mr Malohtra' was nowhere to be seen. She sighed and sat on the couch, but jerked up as soon as she remembered, "I was sleeping in the balcony yesterday, so how did I reach on the bed, did Mr Malhotra.... carried me to bed??" Nandini mumbled to herself. 

"But when and how did I not feel him? Did he really carried me to bed or Did. I. Start. Sleepwalking? God!!! This so confusing! And now I'm talking to myself. Great!" Nandini clutched her hairs in frustration.  

She then looked at the breakfast and a handbag lying there, she picked the handbag and found pair jeans with black crop top with a denim jacket, with a note stuck on it, which it said 'thank you' with a smiley emoticon.

Thank you? Thank you??

She turned the paper only to find another message written on it

'Breakfast is for you!'

Okay! This is getting weird. 

'What the hell is happening?' a person, who was my 'client' whose name I got to know today morning from a room service person and he probably don't even know my name has sent me an expensive outfit with breakfast and a thank you note!

"Why?" Nandini whispered to himself.

Her thought process came to an end when her stomach made a growling sound. Her shoulders slumped, she looked at the breakfast tray in front of consisting, bacon, eggs, slices of bread and a bowl full of seasonal fruits with a glass of mixed fruit juice.

"Mr Malhotra ne breakfast sirf mere liye bheja hai ya aur koi bhi muhe join karne waala hai?" (Mr Malhotra ordered this breakfast only for me, or someone else gonna join me for the breakfast?") Nandini mumbled still looking at the plate. "Pehle toh bheja kyu hai wo samajh nahi aaraha hai. Upar se Itna Saara bhijwa diya, Rakshaks lagti hoo kya? " Nandini muttered. (First of all, I don't understand why he will order breakfast for me, and second this much breakfast, are you serious? Do I look like a devil?)

"Now, what should I do first, eat or bath?" Nandini asked herself with a confusing pout on her face.

"Koi nahi Nandini, pehle pet pooja fir kaam doja," Nandini said picking up the juice glass.

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Nandini came out of the washroom and moved towards the bed where her yesterday nights clothes were laying, she looked at the sluttery material and then at the handbag lying on the couch. She debated on what to wear. A decent dress was given by her 'client' or the sluttery clothes lying on the bed. Giving up on her battle between what to choose she picked up the hand bang the took out the dress while taking again the thank you note came in front of her. 'Thank you.' Nandini's lips slightly formed a curve, but it went as soon as it came. "Thank you... Why? Who...I mean what? Why would he give me the thank you note? Agghhh!! You are so confusingly Mr Malhotra!"

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"Can we talk?" Manik said, as soon as he entered Meher room after hearing a faint 'come in'.

Meher looked at him for a good one minute and asked curtly "Why now? That was 6 years back when I wanted to speak to you and you were ignoring me."

Manik sighed and requested, "Meher at least just listen to me... Please bachaa." Manik whispered in a vulnerable voice which Meher wasn't able to handle. Not able to voice out anything, she just nodded her head in yes.

Manik thanked his stars that at least she gave him a chance to explain.

"Ummm.... This is for you!" Manik said forwarding the cup of Meher's favourite hot chocolate with marshmallows.

Meher looked at Manik and then at the cup, she missed hot chocolate made by him. No matter how many times she tried or went to innumerable restaurants and cafés when she carved for hot chocolate, none of them matched the level of hot chocolate made by Manik Malhotra. 

She took the cup from his hands and took a sip. Manik was just looking at her, observing her expression, because he made it after 6 years. In this span of six years, he ever made hot chocolate because the person who loved was not present.

Meher moaned in complete satisfaction after the taste of hot chocolate hit her taste buds. "Thank you!" Meher whispered softly. So soft that he wouldn't have heard it if not sitting close to her. Manik nodded his head in acknowledgement and said, "you are welcome, I was afraid of the taste, I made it after so long!"

Meher gave him a confused look, seeing that look on her face Manik confessed, "I never made hot chocolate in all these six years!" Meher looked stared at him astound for good one minute and then looked at the hot chocolate, taking a sip once gain.

"It tastes good, no one can say, you made it after 6 years."

"Thank you!" Manik replied.

"Can we sit in the balcony?" Manik asked again, Meher just nodded her headed towards the balcony and Manik moved towards her closet.

After reaching the balcony, she looked back to see her brother but Manik was not present there.

"Bhai?" Meher called out.

"Coming" she heard a faint voice from her closet.

"What is he doing inside my closet?" Meher asked to herself, but the shrugged thinking she will come to know eventually and moved towards the balcony railing.

When Manik entered the balcony, Meher's back was facing him. He then kept something on the side table and opened the shawl and covered Meher with it. Meher turned around to look at Manik and then at the shawl on her shoulders, she raised her eyebrow asking 'what?'

"Wo, it's cold out here, and you catch a cold very early so, this." He said pointing at the shawl.

Meher nodded her head in thank your manner and Manik stood beside her. Both brother and sister stood there silently, one was looking at busy streets of Mumbai and other was observing the night sky without moon, thinking how to start the conversation.

Finally gathering all the courage Manik spoke, "You know why I named you Meher?" Manik asked looking at Meher, she also looked at him and nodded her head in no.

Manik gave a soft sad smile, "Because you are a blessing to me Meher. A grace given by our parents to me. I hate that person who is, unfortunately, our dad, if it was in my hand I would have killed him daily but unfortunately it isn't, but this is also true that gave me an angel in my life, and it was you Meher. He gave me you, for which I'll be thankful all my life." Manik said looking into Meher's eyes.

Meher looked sideways, not able to handle his pure confession. "Then why did you send me away from yourself, if I was..." 

"You are... you still are important to me." Manik interrupted her

She did not respond to it but it felt like a blessing to hear it from him. She continued from her previous sentence "...If I'm so much important to you? Aur bheja toh bheja, you never came to meet me, I used to wait for everyday bhai!" she said chocking her words stopping herself from crying.

"I used to wait, expect that you'll come today, but no you always broke my hope, my faith in you. I used to wait on Mumma's birthday every year, I used to wait for you on her death anniversary so we could be there to console each other, so I could lay on your lap and cry my heart out, I used top to wait for you on my birthdays, so I could eat the cake baked by you, I used to wait on your birthdays so that we could have the movie marathon and the food prepared by me." She said sobbing in the last. "I just waited for you bhai, but you never came!" she said looking with her now red shot eyes filled tears, into his vulnerable ones which were also filled with tears.

Manik came forward and hesitantly, afraid of her rejection extended his hands to hug her. Seeing her brother extending his arms to hug her, Meher instantly jumped on Manik, she wanted to do this for so long. Just to hug and cry her heart out in her brother's arms.

"Sorry... I'm so so sorry" Manik was only muttering this while caressing her hairs.

"I missed you so much, so so so so much bhai."

Without coming from his hug, she started hitting his chest,

"I hate you *hit* I hate you *hit* I hate you so so much *hit*

"How could you do this to your little sister?" Meher asked, "I'm never gonna leave you again keep that in mind." She warned

"I won't send you away from me ever again, Meher!"

"Promise," She asked

"Big bear's promise," Manik said taking her in a tight hug!

Both were silent soaking each other's presence, after sometime Manik spoke, "Meher"

"Hmmm." She hummed softly.

"I.. I wo... actually" Manik stuttered.

"Bhai relax. Kya Hua, why are you stuttering?" She asked composing herself

"Woh, I want to confess something to you!"

"I'm all ears bhai!" She encouraged him to speak seeing his anxiety filled face

Manik sighed and took her wrist gently and lead her towards the swing kept in the balcony, he made her sit there and got down on his knees to come in level with Meher. He took her hands in his both the hands and smiled nervously, "Please don't hate me after whatever I will say, just listen to me first and then react, okay?" Meher nodded her head in affirmation. With this Manik continued, he told her everything from killing their father to being in Mafia.

(She didn't know that Manik killed their father. She was unconscious, due to the trauma caused on her that day. She only saw Manik saving her after that what happened was not known to her.)

Meher was stunned, she was told a completely different story when she asked about her father. Manik looked at Meher, her face was emotionless, but Manik took it in a different way.

"Meher baccha, I know you might be ashamed of me now...."

"Thank you!" But Meher interrupted him.

"Huh?" He asked being confused.

"Thank you. Thank you for killing that devil, Thank you for saving me. Thank you so much, Bhai." Meher cried.

"You are not mad at me or ashamed of me, I kill people Meher??" Manik asked Meher still not able to believe.

"No bhai I'm not ashamed of your nor mad at you, and I agree you kill people but you can never kill an innocent life bhai. Mom didn't teach you that and you'll do anything but go against mom and her teachings. The people whom you killed were nowhere innocent." Meher justified and Manik just hugged her thanking his stars, he was afraid what if she starts hating him more than she already does.

"I was afraid that you'll start hating m more, because of the Mafia thing and killing him," Manik confessed.

Meher frowned hearing him, "I don't hate you, bhai!"

"But.... But you said there you hate me!" Manik said remembering what she said a few moments back!

Meher sighed, "It was in the heat of moment bhai! I can never hate you, I'm just... just hurt."

"I know I'm sorry, I know you are hurt because I sent you away from here, from everyone, but it was needed Meher!" Manik said cupping her face.

"Bhai. I knew from the beginning that you are in Mafia!" Meher whispered meekly

"WHAT?" Manik shouted!

"Meher... Why??" Manik's voice held accusation.

"Because I wanted you to come and confess it to me. I wanted you to trust me. I was never angry on you for sending me away from here bhai, I was hurt because of your ignorance, because you thought I was not worthy to share your secrets with me, because you thought to stay away from your sister because some bloody threats, I was hurt because you thought me as your weakness not as your strength, because..." Meher wasn't able to continue because Manik engulfed her in a tight hug. He wasn't able to here anymore.

He thought his sister is angry with him because of different reasons. But he exhaled a thankful sigh knowing everything was fine, his sister doesn't hate him.

"You are not my weakness Meher, but I can't stand something happening to you, so I thought prevention is better than cure, and six years back I was not that strong and influential as I'm today, today no one can even touch a minute particle of her hair. So I knew this was the best time to call you back to me. I'm really very sorry Meher, Big Bear is really very sorry!" Manik let his heart out while Meher was still in his arms, sobbing and sniffing!

"It's okay bhai, but commit me you would never hide anything from me," Meher commanded.

"I won't baccha, I promise!"