He then stepped back and said,” After washing it you can eat.”
Maya asked,” What?”
“Just wait here” saying it he went to the nearby pipe and washed it. Maya saw him and said,” Such a Dumbo. Can’t he even kiss my forehead? What movies does he watch that he doesn’t use discern how to use the timing?”
Varun who was washing the mango thought to himself,” God! Hard for me to resist from canoodling her. Why does she have to wear a half saree today and look so terrifically beautiful? Thank God! I managed somehow or else she could have thought me as cheap guy.”
Maya then saw a swing which was hung on a tree bark nearby so she went to it and started to swing while waiting for him. Varun then saw her swinging so he came to her and handed the mango. She gestured him to sit next to her so he held the swing and sat next to her. The lump in the swing was a small one so they were sitting so close that their shoulders warmed each other’s. They both swayed it together while Maya saw Varun brushing his hairs frequently and whenever he did so his elbows touched her neck. The touch of his warm elbow joint made her to feel shockwaves. Varun saw her who was biting the mango and quivering whenever she felt the soar taste. He enjoyed the expressions she gave as he had never seen her giving these many expressions.