Mrinal was busy in her room . Abhay got the news of their safe arrival . His most trusted men did the work successfully . He went towards Mrinal's room . The door was open but he knocked . Mrinal replied ' Please come inside . '
Mrinal looked up for her canvas as she was sitting on the floor . Her hairs were tied in a messy bun . She holding a 6B pencil in her hand . Few pages were around her .
Abhay loved the scenario . He asked ' Are you busy ? '
Mrinal was not busy so she said ' No '
Abhay ' Can we talk ? '
Mrinal nodded he head in yes and said ' But why ? '
Abhay took a seat beside her on the floor and said ' I am sorry as I couldn't come early . It was impor. '
Mrinal cut him off ' It's okay . You did right . It is your responsibility . My notes are not important than someone's safety . '
Her words are came from her heart directly .