Chapter 9 Indifferent

"Hey boy, hurry up. The professor will eat me alive if I get late." Anaaya, who was about to walk out of the cafeteria right after purchasing things for herself, alerted as she heard peon's voice.

The peon grabbed the cup of tea and walked out while Anaaya rushed to the juice stall purchased the salt and handed the counter boy money, she ran behind the peon.

"Listen..." Anaaya stopped the peon on the way.

"There sir Akram is calling you." She told him quickly.

"I will listen to him once I give the tea." With a frown on his forehead, the peon told her.

"Look there, sir Akram is calling you." She gestured to him with her hand. As the peon turned his neck in the direction of her hand, she quickly poured the salt into the tea.

"Girl, where is he? I can't see anyone there." The peon asked a bit angrily.

"It seems he has gone now." She quickly turned around and ran. The peon glared at her and went towards the office of Zaviyaar to give him tea.

Zaviyaar just took a sip of tea when it broke out of his mouth like a fountain.

"It tastes so bad. Stop...! From where you brought it? It seems salt is mixed instead of milk." He spoke angrily. The tea just ruined the whole taste of his mouth.

"Sir, I brought it from the cafeteria." The peon spoke, getting nervous.

"Then how does the salt come in this?" He spoke in a strict voice arching his brow.

"Sir, a girl stopped me in a way. Maybe, she did this mischievousness." The peon spoke thoughtfully.

"Anaaya..." In anger, he gritted his teeth.

"Send this girl to my office." After telling Anaaya's name and her class to the peon, he walked out nodding his head.

Anaaya was scared after receiving a message from Zaviyaar calling her to his office. The peon was accompanying her the whole way, glaring at her. After reaching near the office of Zaviyaar, she bit her lip and stepped inside.

"You go from here..." Zaviyaar gestured to the peon while keeping on glaring at Anaaya. As the peon left, he stood up from his chair taking out the gun from his jacket.

"Come here..." With the gesture of his gun, Zaviyaar called her near to his table. Anaaya quickly shook her head in negative. In a pink dress shaking her head, she was looking like an innocent child.

"Didn't you listen to me? I said come here." On Zaviyaar speaking in a loud voice, she came near him taking lazy steps.

"You poured salt in my tea. Now you will drink this tea." As Anaaya came near him, he gestured towards the tea placed on the table.

"N...no. I didn't do anything and I don't like tea." She spoke quickly. She felt goosebumps on merely thinking about drinking the tea filled with salt.

"Don't try to make me mad. Pick up the cup, hurry up." He said in a strict tone, rubbing his forehead with the gun. Anaaya bit her lip.

"I don't drink anyone else's leftovers." She spoke quickly, glaring at the cup of tea.

"Pick up the cup before I count to three. Otherwise, you won't like it if I make you drink the tea in my own way." He spoke sternly, standing up from the chair and turning the cup towards her.

Getting scared of him, Anaaya swiftly picked up the cup. Otherwise, she can't believe in this thug who can do anything with her.

"Now drink it fast." Zaviyaar was ordering her, glaring angrily at her. Tightly shutting her eyes, Anaaya gulped down the whole cup of tea in a single breath. Her heart was feeling nauseated as she felt the taste of salt in her mouth.

She was coughing badly as she grabbed Zaviyaar's leftover glass of water and took it near to her lips. Zaviyaar was relieved after making her drink tea. From the single sip of tea, he guessed how bad the taste of tea was.

"You are very cruel and heartless." She glared angrily at Zaviyaar and rushed from his office. As she stepped out of his office, she bumped badly with Sonia.

"Are you blind?" Sonia shouted at her as she saw her red face. But Anaaya ignored her and ran towards the cafeteria. Right now she really wants to eat something sweet as soon as possible to change the taste of her mouth.

Sonia peeped into the office of Zaviyaar and after seeing him smiling with himself, she comprehended it as something else. She clenched her fists and stormed out quickly from the place.

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"Anaaya, what happened? Nowadays, you don't come out to eat at the dining table?" Shehroz, after noticing her constant absence at the dining table in the morning, came to her room to talk with her.

"I don't feel like eating with everyone." She said, putting her things in the bag and without glancing at Shehroz. While deep inside she was feeling happiness for the concern he was showing for her, but she didn't let herself exhibit it with the expression on her face.

"Why? Has anyone told you something?" His indication was towards Mrs Zainab. Anaaya slightly shook her head in negative.

"No, no one told me anything. I'm getting late, we will talk later on." She quickly walked out of the room after glancing at the time.

"Wait, Anaaya today I will drop you to the university," Shehroz said, stopping her.

"It's not needed. I will go with the driver." Anaaya said in a soft voice, shaking slightly her head.

"I'm taking keys in two minutes till then you go down to, yes ... talk with Dad. Since last night, he has not been feeling well. He is quite sick." Very hardly, he uttered the name of Dad instead of calling him Nawaz.

She nodded her head and went downstairs to talk with Nawaz. While talking with Nawaz and inquiring about his health, Anaaya was totally ignoring the presence of Zainab in the room.

As Shehroz came downstairs, she went out to the university.