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"This slut yelled out your name when we were having sex." Salil shouted.
"Okayyyy." Ijaz was quiet for a few seconds as he seemed to be processing the information. "Is that true, Neha?"
I nodded with my head down.
"Okay. Listen, Salil. I have no idea why Neha said out my name during sex. I didn't even know Neha was sexually active, much less have an affair with her. This is between you too. I assure you Neha and I are not having an affair."
"I don't believe you, you bastard" Salil yelled and lunged at Ijaz again. Ijaz caught in mid-lunge, easily grabbed two of his hands with one hand and grabbed his hair with another.
"Now you listen to me, you little runt." Ijaz said as he dragged him to the door. "I have tried to be as reasonable with you as I can. You come into my house, attack me and make some bizarre accusations which are not true. So your girlfriend said my name during sex. Well, you two shouldn't be having sex in the first place. You are too young. But even if you are, it is none of my business. Why did she say my name? I don't know. Maybe she was not satisfied with you. Or she had a slip of tongue. Either way, I don't give a damn."
Ijaz pushed Salil's head against the door, and continued,
"Now, if I was having an affair with this girl, I would admit it and not lie. I am man enough to admit to what I do. You need to be man enough to think things through. Now get out of my house before I break a bone in your body. And Neha, you get the hell out of here too. Both of you, get out!"
Salil and I walked silently towards his bike. He sat on it and started it,
"Salil, now will you please..." I said.
"Shut up, Neha. We are through. You wanna fuck old guys? Go ahead. Even if you are not fucking him, I dont want a girlfriend who thinks about someone else when we are in bed. Have a good life. And don't try talking to me at school".
With that he sped away before I could return his insults.
That pretty much ended things between me and Salil. If we ever crossed each other in school, we would look past each other. What made matters even worse was, that Salil had told a lot of his friends that we broke up because I had been cheating on him with an older married man. So my reputation in the school, which had until then been quite normal, took a bad hit. Except for my close friends, I got the feeling that everyone was whispering behind my back as I passed by. People started acting very bitchily, and made my life hell.
I didn't really care much beyond a point about what others in the school thought, but the last things Ijaz said to me really bothered me. I was scared about what he thought about me. I didn't want him misunderstanding me or taking things the wrong way. In my mind, I was certain that though I had made a small mistake, I had not exactly committed a cardinal sin.
A week later I was walking home, and as I passed by Ijaz's house, I noticed he was standing at the door. This was the first time I had seen him since the recent explosive events. Our eyes met and I feebly smiled. He smiled back and started walking towards me. He came close to me and said,
"Listen, Neha. I really wanted to apologize about the way I yelled at you. I am really sorry. I hope you understand that it was your boyfriend I was mad at, and I took it out on you too. Please forgive me."
"You are too nice, Ijaz uncle. You don't need to apologize. It was my fault you had to go through all that." I replied.
"No, not at all. I understand how things can be at your age. Listen. I want to talk to you a bit more about what happened. I realize your boyfriend was a jerk, but there are some things we need to talk about, you agree?" he asked.
"Yes." I said, turning a deep shade of red. I realized he was probably referring to the fact that I had said yelled out his name in bed when I was with Salil. He was probably feeling awkward about it.
"Well, I have some work to finish right now. How about we meet for coffee tomorrow evening? Is that fine?" he queried.
"Yes, I am free tomorrow evening