Chapter 4- The Manipulator (1)

"Is that girl your girlfriend?" When Mrs. Singh and Kunal heard this line, they started staring at Shivam with curiosity. 

When he saw their faces then he understood that what they were thinking, he started waving his hands "No, no, no, no, she just my classmate, don't get anything wrong!"

Kunal wanted to pull this topic more but he couldn't because Captain Anand came back there.

After bathing, he looked even more energized and handsome, he was wearing a white formal shirt with jeans and a black jacket over it, which further enhanced his appearance and he looked fabulous.

Shivam saw him and praised him "Wow! Captain Anand, you look more handsome in a civilian outfit than your army uniform!"

Captain Anand smiled and said, "Is it? But my princess always tells me that I look more handsome in my uniform." Shivam's face turned red.

Captain Anand turned to General Singh "I should go now or I will be late." 

General Singh nodded with a smile and Mrs. Singh happily said to him "Please be careful on the way." Captain Anand nodded. 

A car came and stopped beside the garden on the red stones path, the red stones path was build from the front of the villa and garage to the main gate.

The driver came out from the car and gave the car's key to Captain Anand, he took the key from him and sat in the car, and started the car. 

He was driving himself and gradually disappeared from their sights.

Shivam sighed and turned to his mother "Mom, I'm feeling hungry, I want to eat something,"

Mrs Singh stood up from her seat and said "Okay, you go take a bath and I go to Meena and say that she will cook something delicious for you,"

Shivam was going to say 'Okay' but when he saw his younger brother, a devilish smile appeared on his lips "Mom can you cook something for me yourself? I promise I will eat whatever you cook!"

Mrs. Singh looked at his face for a few seconds then she nodded, Shivam happily grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the villa.

When she wasn't paying attention to him, he turned his head back and looked at his younger brother, and then he took out his tongue and teased him after that he looked in front and continued walked with his mother.

Kunal was angrily staring at his back when someone's hand gently touched his shoulder, he turned and saw that it was his father who was still sitting next to him "Don't mind him. You already know that today is very special guests are coming to our house,"

Kunaal only nodded, his father smiled and told him "I'm sure your mom going to cook very special meals tonight! Thinking about tonight's meals my mouth is already watering!"

When Kunal listened to his father's last line he couldn't suppress his laughing and started showing his pearly teeth.

"Let's go inside," he said to his son, Kunal nodded and both of them also walked towards the villa.

Shivam was about to go to his room when General Singh and Kunal came in, he saw them and stopped.

"If your mom asks about me, tell her that I'm in the bedroom," General Singh said and headed upstairs.

"Hey punk, now you are angry and you must be jealous too because mom sometimes cooks, but today I just asked once and now she is in the kitchen and cooking something special for me!" Shivam said to Kunal and then he headed upstairs towards his bedroom with a mocking laugh on his face.

Kunal glared his back "We will see!" He mumbled and went into the kitchen and then while he returned to the living room,  he sat on the couch and started watching television. 

The living room was quite large. A sofa set placed in the middle of the living room and a big-screen television on the wooden table in front of it, a showcase was made on the wall next to the television, which had many trophies.

The trophies were probably won by General Singh because his name was engraved on them.

The staircase from the on side of the living room used to go upstairs where everybody's room was, going a little further away to one side of the living room, was the study room, which had a large window in front of it and a good view of the front garden could be seen from the window. On the other side of the living room was the dining room where the kitchen was located.

About half an hour later Shivam came downstairs in the dining room, his hairs were still wet, he was wearing a sweatshirt and loose trouser, he was looking handsome, his hight was still growing but he taller than his mother, he inherited his hight from his father while his features were from his mother.

When he entered the dining room, he saw Kunal was sitting on a chair, he went close to him and sat next to him.

"Dry your hairs or else you will get cold," said Kunal to him.

Shivam raised his brows and asked him "When you started to concern about me so much?"