Chapter-2

into the kitchen without paying attention to kings words. I rush to make a cake as it is already too late for me to go home.

Within half an hour I finally make a cake for him and then rushes to serve him.

Me:-Here, sir.

Kung Ash giving a not satisfied look to me. but I still ignoring him as I don't like his behaviour last time.

Kung Ash is noticing me don't know why? Kung Ash tastes the cake.

Kung Ash:-what the fuck you have made.-' I don't like it' go and make another one for me.

After listening to this I am hardly unable to control my temper but I have to. I didn't say anything and went to make another one. And after another half hour, I finally made another cake for him.

when I exit from the kitchen I find that there is no cake left on Prince Kung's plate. I serve him another one hoping that he will like it.

Kung Ash eating another cake quietly without saying anything. and he likes it but he is not showing his positive views to me. Means such a rascal he is. When he doesn't like my cake he scolds me and when he finally like my cake he hasn't t even said a word.

Me:- So, sir did you like it.

Kung haven't answered it yet. I am still quiet as I don't want to create any mess at this late hour, and then I ask permission from him about leaving the shop.

Kung Ash:-Yeah...you can go now.

I quietly pack my bags and get ready to close the shop. It is now midnight. I close the shop when the prince went away.

I am waiting for a taxi which I booked a few minutes before. but the taxi is getting late.

Me:-Ohh God, what the hell is going in my life.

First I saw that weirdo dream about this Kung. And now I am getting too late for home. (taking a deep breath)

Me(Calling taxi driver):-Where are you, man? Isn't it's late?

Taxi driver:- Sorry ma'am for the inconvenience, but I am not able to come.Sorry, ma'am.

Me:- So, this is the only thing that I am waiting for..... That Kung ash is such a stroke of bad luck for me means I just saw him in my dream and now my whole day just got terrible.-"God please, I don't wanna see him again in my life, never....ever..."

I start moving towards my home, after half an hour I reach the bus stop, and I wait to hope for a bus. Now it's 12:40.

Me:-Now the buses are also not in the mood of coming. It's okay!!!

Again start walking to my home and I am also very sleepy, suddenly I find that a car comes in front of me, as I am sleepy I can't concentrate on my way. Still, I am walking in front of that car assuming this also like a dream.

shhhhhh......shhhhh(car breaks very hardly)

That car hit me and then I seriously realise that it is not a dream when I start getting blood from my head. I faint down.