Disha held up some courage to go down by grabbing her handbag along with her. But Radha signaled Damini to accompany Disha. Disha walked fast to see who it was. Viewing from the stairs, she was astounded to see a man sitting on the bike with a helmet on his head. She refused to walk closer to that man.

She was sure that he must be a kidnapper. She told herself that she was a bold and courageous girl. If that kidnapper tries to kidnap her, she decides to use the pepper spray in the bag. She reached down and noticed a letter in the man's hand. He forwarded the letter to her.

"I don't know who you are. So I couldn't accept the love letter from you." Disha argued with the man.

He walked down from his bike and came closer to her. He again forwarded the letter to her. She couldn't tolerate the stubbornness and audacity of that person.

"I am giving you a warning. Throw this letter into the dustbin, or else, I will use pepper spray on you." Disha warned him.

He encircled his arms around her waist and tugged her close to him. Her heart skipped a beat. Disha was about to react, taking the spray from her bag.

"Hey innocent angel, How will you use your pepper spray if I am wearing the helmet? Well, I even know it is a perfume spray. Don't cheat me." That man voiced out.

Disha blinked and recognized the voice of the man. She slowly removed the helmet from his head. The first thing she witnessed from that man was his smile. A broad smile was on his face; this charming smile was enough for her to tell her that he was Manik.

"Manik, What are you doing here?" She asked, removing only half of the helmet from his head.

He released the hold on her waist and took the helmet from his head completely. He shook his head from left to right. His hair was so nourished and shiny that he had brushed back his short, fluffy hair. Disha adored him. Disha's admiring section came to an end when Manik forwarded the letter again.

"This is not a love letter. This letter was from Mahima to you. She asked me to give this to you. She told me to tell you that it was an emergency." Manik handed over the letter to Disha.

Manik speculated that Damini was standing behind Disha. He went to interact with her, but Disha's focus was on the letter. She opened it.

Dear Disha,

Your father and brother visited my house and threatened to tell me about you. I didn't give any details about you. But I think they have decided to stay in Mumbai for this weekend. So make sure you leave Mumbai for a few days.

A chuckling sound filled the air as Manik and Damini were interacting about crazy things. Disha was upset as she read the letter. Glimpsing at her, Manik grabbed the letter from her hand.

"I need a delivery charge for it." Manik playfully said.

"My life is turning into misery. But you are concerned about your delivery charge." Disha agonized by rubbing her forehead with her palm.

"Why do you worry about little things? Spend this weekend by going somewhere far away from Mumbai." Manik suggested an idea.

"Did you read the letter? Don't you have any manners; how could you read my letter without my permission?"Disha fumed.

"Curiosity in me made me read the letter. I didn't find it wrong." Manik casually said, winking at Damini.

"Did my father and brother see you? Because you and Mahima are residing in the same apartment." Disha enquired.

"No, nothing like that happened. But Mahima even warned me not to stay in Mumbai this weekend. So I have decided to go trekking." Manik elaborated.

"Where?" Damini eagerly asked, as her eyes were shining.

"Kumbhe Waterfalls and Devkund Waterfalls, I have seen these places in Instagram reels and YouTube videos. They are amazing places. Though I wanted to experience it in reality." Manik expressed.

"These waterfalls are wonderful places. Please try Secret Falls, which is also a fun place. I have gone with my friends and created beautiful memories. You will also create wonderful memories. Have a safe ride." Damini uttered.

Disha was bewildered when they were busy interacting about the place of the waterfall. Manik decided to start his journey to the Kumbhe and Devkund waterfalls. But, glimpsing at Disha's disappointed reaction, he came up with an idea. He desperately wanted to take Disha along with him.

"Any plans for this weekend?" Manik asked in his soft voice, handing over the letter to Disha.

"No, I haven't decided where to go." Disha contended.

"So, do you have any idea?" Manik inquired again, scratching his neck with his hands.

"Nope!" Disha said, gazing at the letter again.

Suddenly, Manik's phone rang up, and he went a little far to talk with the caller. Damini approached Disha.

"Disha, Are you insane? Manik is indirectly calling you for the trekking." Damini whispered, making Disha's eyes widen.

"How did you know that he was calling me?" Disha was perplexed.

"He asked you about your weekend plans and ideas. Now, let's see if he will come again to talk about your weekend plan." Damini blurted it out and waited for Manik.

Manik was interacting with Krish on the phone call, and finally, Krish agreed to come trekking with him on his bike. But he decided to ask Disha for the last time. He disconnected the call and walked towards the ladies.

"Did you plan about your weekend or any other idea you have?" Manik asked.

Disha sighed and glimpsed at Damini, who was smirking, knowing about Manik's motive. Disha also wanted to go with him, but she felt concerned about her heart, which always beats fast when he is close to her.

"Why are you concerned about my weekend plan? Do you have any plans for my weekend?" Disha questioned him again.

"I wanted you to come trekking with me. Will you come with me?" Manik raised his brows, asking her to spend this weekend with him.

"Fine, as you are pestering me. So, I am agreeing to come along with you." Disha pretended as if she were coming with him to trekking because of his request.

"No problem, Ms. Disha Rathore. Because of my pestering, you don't need to come with me. I will go alone." Manik mocked her.

Disha let out a sigh and took the bike key in her hands. Manik's eyes widened by her activities.

"I am interested in spending this weekend with you. Give me five minutes, and I will come with you." Disha confessed with a grin on her lips, making Manik's heart pound because of her.

Half an hour later, he stood outside the hostel like a school kid outside the classroom because of the punishment. He hated waiting for someone. He wanted everything to happen quickly and on time.

He crossed his arms and leaned back on his bike. He glimpsed at the watch and lifted his gaze towards the hostel entrance. Manik's eyes refused to move as he watched Disha walking towards him in the trekking suit.

Now, he didn't hate waiting for his disha. He would wait for his entire life to see her charming and beaming face. She was wearing a rucksack backpack on her bag. She thanked Damini by nodding her head for giving everything for trekking. Disha handed over the key to Manik. Damini came down to wave bye to both of them.

"Are there any transport facilities for Kumbhe waterfalls from Mumbai?" Disha queried him, adjusting her backpack.

"We are going to travel on this bike," Manik replied, inserting the key into his bike.

"No, I can't sit behind you," Disha pronounced.

"Fine, then I will sit behind you. So that you can ride the bike," Manik responded.

Disha knows how to ride the bike, but she is scared because of the bike ride with him. She assumed that it would increase the proximity of their relationship. She couldn't deny the fact, that she liked Manik a lot. But, she was sure that it would not cross the boundaries and end in love, as she always wanted to achieve her dream in life.

"If you are not comfortable, we will hire a cab and go," Manik announced, as he wanted Disha to come with him for trekking.

Manik's caring attitude made Disha spellbound. He was concerned about her comfort level. This made her agree to go with him on his bike.

"We will go on your bike, but promise me that you won't make this trekking trip a romantic one for us. We will enjoy ourselves as friends, not beyond that limit." Disha expounded her thoughts.

"Agreed!" Manik said he started his bike with a kickstart.

Disha nervously approached his bike; she managed to sit on the bike without touching him. Damini gestured to Disha to hug Manik from behind and earned a glare from her.

Manik didn't ride the bike either fast or slowly. He stopped in between the rides at a shop. Disha was confused as to what he was purchasing at night. He returned after a few minutes carrying a matte-finished open-face helmet for men and women with a clear visor. She was shocked to see two helmets with him.

"Is someone joining with us?" Disha enquired.

"No, both the helmets are for us," Manik stated, handing over one of the helmets to her.

"What are you going to do with that old helmet?" Disha asked, worrying about his old helmet.

"In that helmet, you assumed I was a kidnapper. So, I sold my helmet and bought these two helmets. It would be nice if we took photos together with the same helmet. According to me, your safety is more important." Manik expressed wearing the helmet on his head.

Disha was startled as she stared at this man. Suddenly, a butterfly effect happened in her tummy. When Manik got the helmet from her hand, he wore the helmet on her head gently. Thousands of butterflies were traveling from her chest to her stomach.

Disha couldn't believe how was she going to spend the weekend with him. Manik was very caring towards her.

Manik and Disha arrived in Nizampur in the early morning after four hours on the bike around midnight. Disha saw a lot of greenery in the surrounding area after being surprised to discover how quiet it was in comparison to Mumbai.

Every day and night in Mumbai, she adapted to the noise caused by the city's active population. She had a one-of-a-kind experience witnessing this side of Maharashtra, with a truly gorgeous landscape in front of her. Her eyes were feasting on the sight of the greenery-covered land and mist-covered sky. As Manik increased the throttle, a gust of wind smacked her face. Disha spread her arms and savored the breeze, which lifted her spirits.

Manik witnessed the way she was enjoying it in the mirror of the bike. He was also admiring the scenarios, but he had an important role in focusing on riding the bike. So he didn't let his eyes wander a lot.

"Halt the bike!" Disha exclaimed.

"What happened?" Manik panicked and halted by applying the brake. He turned his head back to find Disha's amusement.

"Manik, look at the place. Come, let's go." Disha uttered, tapping his shoulder as she climbed off his bike.

Manik followed behind her as well. That area was covered by mountains. Some of which had waterfalls with silver gloss and others covered in verdant grass. Manik reached into his pocket for his phone to take a picture.

"Manik, there are more than five waterfalls in this place." Disha expressed spinning her entire body to find the waterfalls around her.

"Disha, say cheese!" Manik pleaded as he took a photo of her on his phone, making her cheeks blush.

"You are gorgeous." Manik described when she had a blush on her cheeks.

She had her attention for a long time with his endearing smile. He was occupied with taking the photos. The whole environment around her was magnificent. All other things, however, fade in comparison to Manik's macho grin. She was too preoccupied with ogling the charming smile that was on his lips.

I should stop gazing at him. His smile is becoming more and more addicting.

Will they have a safe trekking experience?

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