Love Me Not! Part 12

I was watching a funny video online. It was going viral. I enjoyed every second I watched. I watched it over and over again. He had worn the gloves with the sophistication that of a surgeon. He looked at his right and then the left. He had a volume at the minimum. His tiny eyes looked wide now. He made sure that the windows were closed. Harshit had been out. Suhas had all the time to relax and enjoy his dirty secret.
The laptop perhaps played some pornography. Suhas’s tinny eyes widened up. He got straight on to his business. His gloved hand set on fire. He had a very unusual way. He turned round and round as though a little puppy trying to chase his tail. As the moans got louder on his laptop, the circles he made got faster.
I couldn’t stop myself from laughing out loud. The comments of the people made me cry out of happiness. His tiny part was blurred. The focus was more on his facial expressions. He shut his right eye tightly. His tongue dropped at his left.
I got few calls from my friends who asked me if the viral video was of Suhas. I acted as if I didn’t know at all.
My phone buzzed a 1.20 a.m. “Hey tap tapasya! You know what happened?”
I took a deep breath and tried to act as if I was very deep in sleep. “Hey baby what happened? Everything ok?” I questioned trying to suppress my laughter.
“You bitch! You were sleeping? I am in great problem. Some body has uploaded my video online.”
“Oh! Video? A dance video?” I questioned trying to act very innocent.
“You dumb ass! You know I don’t dance. It’s my that kind of video. I was.. I was.. “ The other words didn’t leave his mouth. He was very embarrassed.
“You were?” I questioned.
“Shut the hell up! You better write down a 5000 worded essay on how much you love me and why you love me! Get that? I want you to mail it to me by 3 a.m. tonight.” He roared. He demanded such things when his ego was hurt. How stupid I might have looked trying to type the repeated praises of fiction.
“Oh I shall write fewer words for you my love but I am sure they will make you feel too good.” I answered politely.
“How dare you? I hope you remember what I can do to you. He fake laughed. His voice trembled very clearly.
“Did you talk to Raghav today? Did you?” he questioned as usual. This reminded me. Maybe I had to talk to him; He had messaged me few times. He had apologized for his mistakes. In case he had hurt me somehow.
“Sharan is a drug addict. There are rumors of him trying to drag others in to it. That’s the only reason I wanted you to stay away from him. I love you.” his message read very polite and convincing. I had dismissed it as I was too busy being happy at my victory.
“Helllo!!! Madam Bitch! Are you there? “ Roared Suhas.
I ended the call with Yes yes yes.. I will send the mail.
I laughed at the thoughts of how skillfully harshit had helped me in capturing Suhas’s dirty secret. Such a dog he looked like! I quickly had a look at the number of views on his video. It was entitled, “Doggy style jerk!”
Harshit was an angel. How rightly he had helped me. I slept hugging my pillow. . .

To be continued. . .