Chapter 13

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Part 13 - The best!

A light laughter, complimenting the giggling tinkles catched Pratap's attention, as the sound moved when he stretched coming out of his cabin to the corridor.

It was not even proper evening and it already felt like a long day as he continuously worked on the factory reports, checking the status of records of work carried out there.

Pink shifon dupatta at the turn of the corridor stopped him from leaving, so he faked a yawn to stay but was startled, as a hand came on his shoulder.

He turned to see a smiling Bhagya but unconsciously got cautious as tinkling sound of those silver bangles came close from the other side.

"Already tired?" Bhagya chuckled as he smiled goofy, gathering in mind that two people stood at his back.

"I just..." He trailed off, when an excited voice became clearly audible.

"You haven't tasted yet?" Exclaimed Ajabde, not believing what she heard.

"We have our own pantry and..." Chakrapani tried to reason, but got cut.

"Seriously?" She asked with wide eyes, facing him while walking back.

"Nothing is compared to that thele wali Masala chaay" she said sniffing the imaginary aroma of Masala tea, she held on that rainy day.

Pratap stopped turning to that bubbly excited voice, when Bhagya followed his stare. He just nodded, when she told him that Ajabde was assisting Chakrapani to thoroughly understand the production process.

'Even I know Production processes well' he thought in mind 'so what' but dismissed, as her back almost crushed into him.

"The fragrance, that masala.." She was lost in her fantasy, when she found a cold voice interrupting her

"Coffees are the best" He stated as a fact, forgetting his words with Bhagya.

"Naah" She turned at the intruder voice with a sass, opening her eyes, stopping few inches away from the owner of that voice.

"Masala chaay is The best." Ajabde frowned, correcting the fact.

"No. Usme kitna dudh hota hai... And woh..." Pratap raised his voice a little.

"Masala chaay is the best." Ajabde repeated, frowning more at his scrunched face.

"Coffee." He was more serious now.

"Chaay." She countered as well.

Furrowing their brows, both glared each other, facing in a fighting stance. Chakrapani and Bhagya looked at each other, glancing them and back.

Uh Oh!

Their silent glaring fight came to a halt, as they did not know when Udaisinghji entered the scene.

"Did I just hear Thele wali chaay?" He asked in a bit serious tone.

"See Dajiraj, your PA wants to have that cheap Thele wali chaay" Pratap complained like a kid, making a face at the end.

"Ajabde?" Ranaji asked, waiting for her look and added on her bright nod

"Bring me a cutting too" he broke into an excited smile "Bahot time hua, woh chaay piye"

Pratap could not believe what was going on. Why an entrepreneur like him would be interested in that Thela n chaay...? He seem to lose to her more often than expected. He should not lose, specially in front of his father.

Ranaji tapped on her head making her grin victoriously and walked by leaving the baffled Pratap.

Ah! This girl.😡

"Bhagya" Pratap fumed calling out, not leaving Ajabde's sight but asked Bhagya "Can you bring me an Espresso?" He clearly didn't want to fight more.

"Would love to" Bhagya looked at Ajabde and went happily to bring him his favorite drink.

"I need refreshment too" Chakrapani spoke looking at Bhagya to bring one for his as well, trying to break the awkwardness of the scene

"Let's go Chaks" but Ajabde held his elbow, dragging him in the opposite direction, frowning on a overwhelmed smile Pratap gave Bhagya.

"Chaks?" Pratap muttered under his breath as they disappeared and went back in his cabin

First chaay then Chaks...

'Chuck it'

(To be continued...)

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For you what is the best... Chaay or Coffee?