Must Read: The Silent Lover - Season 1 - Episode 10

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Must Read: The Silent Lover - Season 1 - Episode 10

“Did you see his smile?” Deeba asked, as they prepared for the sleep that night.

“Many times he didn’t smile at all. But when he did, it was….so wonderful, so mysterious.”

“He’s frigid like ice.”Sheeba said, teasing, as she turned the light off and climbed into her bed.

“Well, he’s frozen fire.” Deeba smiled confidently, pulling her blanketbup to her chin.

“He’s very stubborn.” Sheeba said, yawning.

“Umm, I believe he is very determined.” Deeba said, smiling.

“I really love the way he smokes, keeping a long and regular interval between smokes. I just adore the way he keeps the cigarette between his long, slender fingers.”

“How do you know that he smokes?” Sheeba inquired.

“I saw him somking in the end.”

“So? What’s so different about him?”
Sheeba turned towards her sister to face her.
Their beds were placed side by side so that they could easily talk to each other.

“I suppose there’s nothing typucal in him…..
I…I just loves the way he talks,” Deeba told her. “So slowly, in a deep, low voice. His voice feels abosolutely wonderful, smooth as silk.
He’s so calm, so patient, and nothing flirtatious about him. He’s not like sexually frustrated guys of today.” Deeba left her sentence unfinished only to release a long breath and added.

“Sober, decent, and mature guys like him have always been my ideal. Such men who never lose their temper and are miles away from vulgar and cheap jokes,
nothing ‘teenage’ about them.”

“Is he really your ideal?” Sheeba asked sleepily.

“Yes, no doubt I like mature guys like Aariz who have nothing ‘teenage’ about them, you know. So sober, so calm, so man. I wonder if he ever gets angry or impatient. I’m sure he never loses his temper. I love the way he talks, admire the style he walks and adore the way he breathes, even the way he sleeps.”

“Deeba?” Sheeba glared at her sister, doubting her present mental condition. “I’m sure you’ve gone completely crazy.”

“Why?” Deeba smiled dreamily. “What makes you think so?”

“Have you ever seen him sleeping?” Have you ever felt him breathing?” Sherba asked angrily.

“Yes, in dreams.” She closed her eyes, like she was talking in sleep.

At first Sheeba didn’t know what to say.
“Do you really like him that much?” Sheeba asked, completely suprised.

“Even more than that.”

Sheeba threw one last look at her sister’s face then closed her eyes. “I had no idea you like him so much.”

“What’s wrong with that Sheeba?”

Sheeba took a long sigh then said, “I’m sorry to inform you sister but you’re just having your first crush. That’s all.”

In her remark, Deeba burst out laughing.

“Well sister, no comments.” Deeba said, smiling.

“Yeah, you don’t have to comment about what I already know.” Sheeba turned her head away.

“And now please let me get some sleep. Will you? It’s been a really tired day for me. For God’s sake don’t spoil my sleep like the way you have your own. Ok?”

Deeba didn’t answer. She just continued to think about what was really bothering her since time she’d returned from the poetry fuction.
It was something she wanted to neglect, wished to ignore but couldn’t.

For minutes she tried to put her feet into the beautiful valley of sleep but it would not come so easily.

Frustrated and worried for some unknown reason, she shook the shoulder of her sleeping sister.

“Sheeba?”
“Sheeba”
“Uh….uh…”Sheeba looked at her with half-closed eyes. “Yeah? What’s the problem?”

“I am going to meet him. I just have to meet him.”

“What the…..” Anger gripped Sheeba with it’s full strength.

“Are you crazy or what Deeba?” Sheeba put in, giving her a hard look. “It’s quater past two a.m. and you wake me up only to talk about ‘him’ again?

Deeba said nothing but just chewed her lower lip. Sheeba saw there were tears in her eyes.
Her expression softened as she saw her beloved sister’s helpless face. It was true that she really loved her elder sister and she could do anything to make her happy but at the same time Deeba’s emotional and somewhat ‘childish’ attitude was something she did not like much.

“Look Deeba,” She began. “I know you really want to meet him and want to know more about him. But it’s not that simple and easy. He’s not an ordinary person. Plus, we really don’t know him as a person.

“But he gave us his phone number.” Deeba said eagerly.

“Okay, with which reference you’d want to meet him?”

“I’d say; I’m your greatest fan.” Deeba suggested.

Sheeba laughed. “That would be the cheapest excuse to meet him. I’m sure he must be getting such calls day and night, and surely,
he’s not going to meet every fan of his.”

“Then?”
“Let me think,” Sheeba said thoughtfully, sleep miles away from her eyes now. “The
question is that how will you meet him? I mean he’s so busy. You don’t find him here and there every day.”

“That’s why I disturbed your sleep and I’m sorry for that but I think you’re the only one who can give me some solution for this problem.” Deeba said with pure hope in her eyes.

Sheeba just stared at her face then lowered her head, combing her fingers through her shoulder-lenght hair.

“Well, I’ve got an idea.” She said meaningfully.

“Really? What’s that?” Deeba yelled in excitement.

“Please, keep your voice down. Don’t disturb mom and dad’s sleep now.”

“Tell me about your idea.” Deeba’s voice became a mere whisper now.

“Just wait and see.” Sheeba told her mysteriously, her eyes twinkling with naughty luster. I’d tell you in the morning. Now don’t worry and let’s see if all the things go in our favour.”

“Are you sure it will work?”
“Not sure, but it’s a pretty good one. I hope it should, and pray that it will.” Smiling one last time, Sheeba went back to her bed.

Deeba breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes.

“You know Sheeba, you’re mother of all “ideals” Deeba giggled weakly, but unexpectly she heard Sheeba’s voice from the other side of the dark room.

“And after all, you’re mother of all ‘ideals’.”