Back here entire class wanted to know the matter with zia. As trupti went back to the work place, Gaurav came running to her. 'What's the matter? Is it solved? Who is that guy? And mera mobile kidhar hai?' 'Wait ya. I don't know anything. They are still discussing over it i guess. Wait till zia comes.' Everybody now knew about that crazy lover of zia's and were eager to know who he was.
'Will you tell me how did you get my mom's number?' Zia repeated. 'Relax. She herself gave it to me.' Zia was shocked. 'That's impossible.Why will she give her number to you? And when? How?' Mohit got up from his chair and adjusted his hair. He surely was a handsome guy to be noticed by any girl. 'She'd come to meet me after your 6th sem results. You flunked in 2 subjects so she was very upset. So she gave me her number in case you bunk factory visits, practicals etc. She has met with all your professors in college too.'
Zia cursed her destiny for everything happening. 'Zia look. I am only 3 years older to u. And i am not your professor.. Am working in this company .. you are not my student. You are doing your project .. and i am guiding you.. that's it... right.. so don't bother about this teacher-student barrier. ' Zia remained silent. 'I will not haress you now on zia. I just want that you don't block me from calling u. I promise i won't call u again n again.... i respect your privacy.. just that i was annoyed when u blocked me and dint answer my messages .. dont do that. Well.. we need to go now. Class is waiting. But remember i have your mother's number. If you reveal my name, i shall tell your mom about your affair. .' Zia looked up at him at this statement. 'Are you blackmailing me sir..' 'No zia. It's a deal. You don't reveal me i will not disturb your life.' Mohit walked away from the room towards the class. Zia followed him. .