A CRAZY LOVE - Episode 89
“Finally you remember me!” Markus said,
sighing.
“I want to go away. I don’t want to stay with
someone who brings a woman home even
when he has a wife and lets her insult his
legally married wife.” Kizy said, tears visible in
her eyes as she was still not completely sober.
“I am sorry. This was my mistake. Nicole is not
a random woman. She is my cousin.” Markus
said, finally confessing the truth.
“Yeah, how can she be a random woman. I am
the only random woman present in your life.
She is your cousin. You both can do wh@??v-”
Kizy was still speaking when she paused.
“She is your cousin?” Kizy asked, blinking her
innocent tear filled eyes.
“Yes.” Markus said, nodding his head.
“Then.. why…” Kizy said, and started crying, no
more able to control her emotions in her
drunken state.
“Wait. Don’t cry. Why are you crying? I said I am
sorry. You.. look.. I didn’t do it… purposefully…
no I mean I did.. wait.. first stop crying.” Markus
said, calming himself down and wiping Kizy’s
tears trying to stabilize her first.
“Why did you… do.. do that?” Kizy said between
her tears, crying even loudly by now.
“I am sorry. It was to test my feelings. My
feelings for you.” Markus even confessed the
reason guiltily.
“What fee.. feelings?” Kizy asked with her
hoarse voice, her throat a little dry after drinking
alcohol and then crying now.
“What I feel about you.” Markus said.
“You only.. only h@?? me… me.” Kizy said and
started crying even more violently, her tears
flowing nonstop.
“Hey hey.. don’t cry.. stop… I don’t h@?? you..
Kizy.. stop crying first.. I said I don’t h@?? you!!”
Markus said, getting all flustered as he had
been the first time Kizy cried.
“No you only… only h@?? me. That.. that is
why… you are always.. always creating
problems for.. me.” Kizy said, still crying.
“Then what do you feel about me?” Markus
asked seriously, wanting to hear the truth.
And he knew that this was the best opportunity.
Because Kizy was in a state between drunk and
sober. When drunk, she would turn into a
complete rogue, and when sober she would be
cold and emotionless, not letting others know
what she was feeling.
But right now Kizy was in her vulnerable state,
opening up completely to let others see through
her. And Markus knew that wh@??ver she was
saying now was the complete truth.
“I.. I feel that Markus is… good. He tries to act..
act violent and cold… but deep down he is..
caring… concerned. I.. I like him.” Kizy said, in
between her sobs, not knowing that she had
changed their lives from this one drunken
moment.
And Markus felt happy. Though he had never
tried to accept his feelings, one thing he was
sure of was that he definitely didn’t h@?? Kizy.
Though he mentioned that all he was doing was
for revenge, deep down he knew that there was
something else, something more than what he
could understand.
And hearing that Kizy liked him made him feel
happy and confident, made him realise that he
wasn’t the only one who was experiencing these
feelings but Kizy was going through the same.
“I like you.” Markus said and kissed Kizy
passionately, his body still immersed in water
while Kizy was sitting on the edge.
Kizy didn’t register what he said but kissed him
back with equal passion.
Markus wanted to enter Kizy’s mouth, feel her
warmth, but suddenly he felt Kizy shiver a little,
making him break the kiss.
And he noticed that Kizy was still drenched with
water, her clothes completely wet while the cold
air was making her shiver.
And one thing he had known from childhood
was that Kizy was prone to cold.
He instantly came out of the pool, and before he
could even carry her, Kizy sneezed.
Markus didn’t tarry another moment and
immediately carried her back inside the house.
“Prepare a towel and bathrobe.” He instructed
the head maid while walking in large strides
towards the second floor, back to his bedroom.
By the time Markus reached his floor, Kizy was
sleepy again.
“Sleep little lamb.” He said gently, and placed
her on the bed.
There was a knock on the door and the maid
entered.
She placed the towel and bathrobe on the table
and was about to go back, all the time with her
head lowered.
“Wait!!” Markus said and she stopped in the
track, her head still lowered.
“Yes Master.” She said.
“Please change her into a new set of clothes.
Her clothes are drenched.” Markus said and left
the bedroom, thinking of bathing in some
different bathroom when Nicole came out of her
room.
“Oh oh ohhh!! What’s with this body-exposing
show?” She said, laughing loudly.
That’s when Markus realised that his buttons
were still undone.
“Did you find Kizy?” Nicole said, trying to control
her laughter.
“Yes.” Markus answered, buttoning the lower 3-4
buttons of his shirt.
“Should I go and say-” Nicole was still speaking
when Markus interrupted.
“She is deep asleep. Don’t disturb her.” Markus
said, immediately blocking her way.
“Okay okay. No need to get so protective. Your
behaviour makes me think that you truly love
and cherish her.” Nicole said.
“I like her. Do you have any problems?” Markus
said.
“What!! Finally!! Finally you agree. How did this
happen though?” Nicole asked with a stupefied
expression.
“We both confessed that we like each other. I
also told her that you are my cousin.” Markus
said with a Ç0ç?y face.
“So when are you giving me a treat?” Nicole
asked excitedly.
“For what?” Markus said uninterestedly.
“Obviously for making both of you realise and
confess your feelings.” Nicole said, crossing her
arms.
“In your dreams.” Markus paused.
“In fact if not for you, my wife would have never
been so angry at me, leaving me, my room, her
job and creating trouble for me. So if there is
something that you deserve, it is punishment.
And you’ll receive that soon.” Markus said with
a smirk.
“What?!!” Nicole asked, her jaw dropping.
“If I am not wrong, you will receive a call soon.
Maybe about some blind date I guess.” Markus
said and turned, thinking that the maid would
be done with dressing Kizy.
“Wait. You forgot the real purpose behind this
entire drama though.” Nicole said.
“What purpose?” Markus said, not remembering
anything.
“It’s her birthday tomorrow. Didn’t you want to
give her something?” Nicole said, raising an
eyebrow.
“Ohh shitt!! Tomorrow is her birthday!! What
should I do?” Markus said, panicking a little.
“I can help. Now that I know what you feel for
each other, I can easily help you on this.” Nicole
said.
“So what are you waiting for?” Markus said, his
tone urgent.
“First of all take back your words and
punishment. And I don’t care what you do, but
cancel my blind date.” Nicole said.
“Are you negotiating with me?” Markus said,
raising a brow.
“Yes I am. Anyways, I don’t have anything to
lose. I can sweet talk grandpa and you know
how much he dotes on girls. He will definitely
take my side and postpone the blind date. I
won’t even need you. Yet I am giving you a
chance to repent yourself.” Nicole said, smirking
at the end.
Markus thought for a minute.
“Fine. Deal. I will cancel the date. You will help
me plan a huge gift.” Markus said, his tone
serious, as if signing a business contract.
“Ok. I will send you a list of things via text
message. Get them ready by tomorrow morning.
Also make breakfast for her tomorrow morning.”
Nicole said and was about to leave when
Markus stopped her.
“Wait! I will make breakfast? Will the great
Markus make breakfast for someone? Are you
serious?” Markus asked.
“First of all you were never great. Secondly, yes.
You are making breakfast. If you truly feel
something for someone, you will try your best to
make something yourself instead of buying
something for them. You take out time and
effort to create something, no matter how small
or big it is. That’s the first rule in any
relationship.” Nicole said and waved at him
before going inside her room.
Markus looked at her and turned back, entering
his room.
Coincidentally the maid was done at the same
time when Markus entered. She bowed and left
the room. She had even changed the sheets on
bed, which were a little wet because of Kizy.
Kizy was still sleeping peacefully on the bed,
unknown to her drunken confession and the
changes she was about to face from the next
day.
“So, you’ll be getting a free breakfast made by
The Great Markus tomorrow!! You are definitely
lucky little lamb.” Markus said to the sleeping
Kizy before turning off the lights and climbing
on the bed, scooping Kizy in a hug from behind.
Next morning Markus woke up early, smiled like
a fool at the sleeping Kizy beside him, shyly
tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and
got up to leave.
Even before leaving the bedroom, he turned
once again to have one last look at Kizy, smiled
once again and left the room.
He went to the kitchen and rolled his sleeves,
wore an apron before taking a bowl out from
the shelf.
“Young Master!! What are you doing?? I am
here. Tell me what you want.” Old chef came
running after the maid informed him about
Markus entering the kitchen.
“I want to cook.” Markus said.
“No, no young master. How can I let you cook?
You just tell me what you want. I’ll quickly cook
that for you.” Old chef said, not used to seeing
this pampered young master in the kitchen.
Though Markus knew how to cook as his father
had made him do that as a part of training.
His father wanted to make Markus independent,
thus for two months, Markus was made to live
in a rented small house, go to college, do a part
time job, buy groceries and cook for himself.
But that was because his father had wanted
him to be independent. How could the old chef
let this young master cook now?
“No. I want to cook something for Kizy with my
own hands. You don’t have to do anything. Or
maybe just sit there on the table and help me
find the ingredients. Okay?” Markus said, taking
out a spoon and other veggies from the
refrigerator.
“Yes, Young master.” Old chef said, and stood
ramrod straight behind Markus.
Markus turned and chuckled a little.
“Look, you don’t have to be so uptight. Just sit
there and help me out. I don’t want anything
else.” Markus said and literally directed the old
chef towards the table, making him sit on the
chair.
“But young maste-” Old chef wanted to protest
but Markus cut him off.
“Any more words and I will send you back to the
mansion.” Markus said and it totally worked on
the old chef as he sat there quietly.
With that Markus started cooking his first dish.
He would have small talks with the old chef in
between, while all other servants were looking
shocked at their young master cooking in the
kitchen.
Markus was stirring the contents in the vessel,
when he heard a loud scream from his
bedroom.
“AAAHHHH!!!” Kizy screamed.
Markus signalled the old chef to check on the
boiling vessel and immediately ran towards his
bedroom.
Even Nicole who was sleeping soundly was
woken up by Kizy’s scream.
Markus entered with a loud ‘thud’ in the
bedroom, kicking the door in process.
“What happened?” He asked.
“You…. Why am I wearing this? No, why am I
naked?” Kizy shouted while pointing at Markus.
And suddenly Markus was speechless. How
could he forget that this fool would forget
everything she did when she was drunk.
“You don’t remember?” Markus said,
dramatically trying to act shy.
“What remember?” Kizy shouted, not wanting to
see him act like this.
“You did that to me.” Markus said, lowering his
head, his overacting looking very much honest.
“Did what?” Kizy asked, not being able to remain
calm anymore.
She had woken up like usual today, but the
moment she woke up, she was attacked with a
massive headache. She tried getting up and
sitting upright, when she saw that she was
covered only in a bathrobe, nothing beneath it.
“How can I say such things?” Markus said, still
acting shy.
“You… you first stop acting like that. Talk
properly okay? Or else I am going to ki|| you
today.” Kizy said.
Markus pouted before lifting his head.
“But what I said is the truth. How can you not
take responsibility once you have done
something and instead ki|| me?” Markus said.
“What responsibility? What did I do?” Kizy
asked, her headache getting worse.
“My responsibility. Now that you have done that,
you can’t run away from your responsibilities,
okay?” Markus said.
Kizy picked up a pillow before throwing it at
Markus.
“Why are you being like this? Now you want to
pretend that you forgot our first night? Won’t
you accept how wild you were, even taking my
virginity away without my consent?” Markus
asked, his tone blaming.