After a bit of cautious walking, we both reached my house. Dad and grandma thought that she is a friend who came to ask for some school work or something, until I told them.
Adi:"uhm... Mo– . I mean dad! ... Dad.. And grandma..... This girl here . Uhh... She's my..."
I silently told her step and introduce herself, but she just gave a smirk and stayed silent.... And I was just.... Straight face to her mock.
Dad:".. She's your, what?.... Friend?"
Adi:".. No... Uhh... She's.. Uhm... Uhh.... My... Uh.. She's my... Uhh."
"F–ck!..... Why can't I say it?... It's just a act, it's just a act... Say it idiot... Say. The. Damn. Thing."
Dad:"wow....such a nice name...'uhh'...yeah?"
Everyone bursts out laughing and I just stood there embarrassed and blushing.
After a minute I pushed her forward to say it.
Girl:"guess you aren't confident as you looked there as we kissed"
She whispered That to me. Making me even more red. Then she turned back to them and told her name.. That even I just now heard for the first time.. And it surprised me a bit, not because it's familiar... But because I pronounced it wrong in my head.
Girl:"anyways...myself "Darya".... "Darya verzetse"."
Adi:"what?.... Diarrhea?... Ver–.. Ver–... Vers–... Vershit?"
The girl looked at me with a side eye as I was staring at her face... She seems to know what I was thinking... So I quickly looked away.
Darya:"it's "Darya verzetse"... D.a.r.y.a v.e.r.z.e.t.s.e.... Not what you are thinking."
Adi:"uh.. Yeah.... I know... I was just thinking.. That's.. Not a Indian name.... That's all."
I lied... Sweating profusely.
Darya:"sigh~.... Whatever... Good sir... And good grandma.... I am... Your son's girlfriend."
Dad suddenly stood up in a shock... And... Grandma didn't know what does a "girlfriend" Means... So she just thought that Darya is my friend. And also... My grandma didn't understand a single word that came from darya's mouth.... Because she only knows how to talk in hindi.
Dad:"girlfriend?..... You're 'his' girlfriend..... Why?!"
Darya:"Eh!?"
Adi:"agh!?.. D.. Dad!...w.. What do you mean by that... Do you think she can't be my girlfriend?... Because she's not Indian?"
Dad:"no... I am actually worried about this girl here.... What did you even offer her to date you?.... You're a all time idiot."
"A moron."
"You can't even wash your own underwear."
"You have absolutely zero sense of relationship."
His every word tore from my chest like arrow... Because he wasn't wrong.... And what flushed me more was that Darya was laughing silently... Hiding from view.
Dad:"I swear there's just no way a girl would like you back... Maybe you got a bit looker now, but you're still just a idiot immature."
I couldn't say anything to that... Because he was right, after all I never even knew how to be a respectful person, being a mature guy is like a hope that was only present but can never be true.
I just silently silent stood for few moments until darya gently placed a hand on my shoulder and as I looked at her, she gave a nod and stepped in.
Darya:"uncle, I know my professional English might not be your understanding.. So, I'll just talk in your native language."
She said everything in perfect hindi... Even I was shocked.
"She can talk in hindi?!... Why the heck was I bothering to talk in English at all?! . ... I really am a idiot... Why the heck I didn't ask her right away about whether she could speak hindi or not?!"
I was shocked... But more importantly... I was extremely embarrassed for not knowing she could talk in hindi too. I just kept a facade of calmness and stood like I already knew she knows how to talk in hindi, because she just said she's my girlfriend... It'll be extremely embarrassing if he saw that I don't know the most important thing about my own "girlfriend".
Darya:"so.. Let me introduce myself again... My name is Darya verzetse... I am from Russia, I work as a part time journalist there, and I am also a high school student."
Dad was shocked and was about to ask her about how she was a journalist if she's a high school student. But Darya continued before dad could ask anything.
Darya:"yes .... Yes in Russia even a high school student can become a part time journalist.... It is for experience and better mindset."
Dad's mouth was wide open from shock.
Dad:"h.. How did you know what I was going to ask?!"
Darya:"uhh..... Experience, I guess.... I've met too many people as a journalist... So I know what they would think when I tell them I am a student from a high school.... Especially in India.. Because I did see that here you guys don't have the experience-over-education mindset,... But rather a constricted thinking, which is stuck to the thought of, "education is everything".,... Even if that mean having zero experience in work and life."
"I am not saying this to offend you or anything but.... You all... I mean literally all indians... I don't mean you are bad or anything.. But.. You have a totally... Idiotic mindset... Because your son might take graduation and get a degree... Then what?"
Dad:"Then.... He'll help me in the showroom... Counting the electronics... And learn trading."
Darya:"he can right now too... But you won't let him.... And... I presume that you already know the reason."
Meanwhile I just stood silent... Not because I was shocked or anything.. But... Rather touched.... I have been with my family for all my life... And even after traveling back in time I couldn't say no to the things that I felt was wrong for me to do. Because I know they are the wrong choice for me.... I had lived that life once.
Even my friends never stood up for my future like this... But this girl.. Who I met just about 20 minutes ago was standing up for me... Even though she doesn't know what kind of person I am.. She was standing for me... Like a real lover.
Wait!?... What the hell am I thinking?!.
I was totally red. I still kept my composure until dad suddenly started to speak again... He was stunned and slightly enraged by the words she spoke out.
Dad: he took a deep breath before speaking
"Who do you think you are to tell us what's right and what's wrong?"
He said it straight from slightly gritted teeth.
Darya was still not fazed even a bit by his anger and responded professionally.
Darya:"I am no-one.... I am a nobody to step in and tell you what's right or what's wrong... I barely told you my perspective of the education system in this country... And you son is being crushed down by it.... You think education is important.. Which is important, I won't deny it."
"What's wrong is not the education... But the pattern that the school are using to teach the students."
"Students need to learn one thing... In many countries they have changed the high school pattern... Now students only study the main subjects that are needed for their intrest and intelligence."
"What I meant for you son to do is change his education pattern, not his education entirely. He should study what he's good at... Maybe he's not good with studies... He should be good at something?... He should do that."
Dad:"he's good at nothing."
As dad said that... Everyone went silent. My heart broke, he always said I am useless and everything as a joke when it was just us in the family... But right now.. He said it in a serious tone... And to someone he just met today. I didn't know what to say, I was broke up to the point where I thought I should cry.
Dad:"he'll do what's important for him... And everything "I" Tell him to do is important for him."
"He's useless, I don't even think he can do anything, he's a burden left on me that I had to force into doing something, I am barely doing my job as a father, I don't care what he's good at, he'll do what I tell him.... Keep your advice to yourself. "
As I was about to break into tears, something broke in from the window, as I examined it,it was a smoke bomb that came into the house from somewhere and before we could understand what's going on the bomb exploded into smoke and we all passed out from the smoke, my vision was blurry but I could barely see that the door suddenly broke and the men in black suits and industrial masks entered the house with a GPS tracking device and weaponry.
One of the guy's, a bald one stood in front and started to talk to darya who was barely conscious because of the smoke.
Bald guy:"this is so annoying... I can't believe boss sent so many of us just for one girl.... Oh darya, you have made us run so much just for that single vedio. You should've just handed the vedio and yourself to the boss.... He's very nice to cooperating people."
Before he could finish his sentence, darya passed out.
Bald guy:"sigh~.... She passed out. Uh... Guess the guy is still conscious barely.... Sorry kiddo... But you shouldn't have helped this girl.... Now you are also in the list with this girl.... To be slaughtered by the boss."
Few hours later when I woke up I was tied to the chair, I looked around and saw that dad and grandma were tied up too. Darya was in a chair away from the three of us.
Few seconds later the bald guy and an man in a red formal suit with long hair and a cut on his eyebrows came from behind darya, the man in red suit was presumably their boss, or I just assumed that he was.
The man looked at darya as she woke up slowly.
The man in suit:"hello dear darya... I don't think you missed me even a bit."
He talked in complete Russian,i could only make out that he said her name and I was shocked. What shocked me was not that, that this man knew her name, but the expression on darya's face.. She wasn't fazed even a bit, she was so calm that it felt like it wasn't her who was in danger... Or rather them.
Darya:"nikolai sokolov. .... Aka niko,.. Right hand on boris karpov.... The all known mafia in Russia."
Niko:"ah~... I am honored...and you know what... It's not very nice to call your.. Father by name."
Darya:"father?.. Heh... He left me years ago for just for money.... He doesn't even see me as his daughter... He's just a mafia who doesn't care a bit about who gets in his way... He'll just kill them all."
Niko: he was silent for few seconds and then started to talk.
"You are right... He'll kill everyone who gets in his way."
He pulls out a gun and pointed the barrel on her head.
I struggled to protect her instinctively, but my movements were restrained by chains. I wasn't understanding a word they were saying but I was sure that she's in danger.
Niko:"ah~... Your new friend seems to be worrying about you... Now don't tease him so much... Hand over the red box."
Darya:"what red box?... I don't know anything that you're talking about.... I don't have any red box."
She said that in a teasing tone to provoke him.
Niko:he grabbed her by hair and yanked her head hard to him... Pointing the gun right at her forehead, and his showed no reaction on holding back.
"You know very well that I won't stop from killing you."
Darya:"oh... Then do so... If you can handle dad's rage after killing me without getting the red box~."
He gripped hard on the gun. And few seconds later.
BAANG!