Surprise or shock
"Riya's Point of View,"
I'd just walked out of the office building. My office was about 30 minutes away from my home.
As I lifted my hand to halt the auto-rickshaw, the horn of a car approaching from behind drew my attention; "Oh, Is this Harsh?"
"What exactly is he doing here?" I moved over to Harsh's car, drew back my raised hand to stop the auto-rickshaw, and stared at it, bewildered.
I often tell Harsh that he should come outside my office and pick me up, but he never has enough time to stand outside and wait for me.
Although seeing Harsh's smiling face makes my day's exhaustion go away, I am surprised to find him in front of me like this.
I should be glad to see him, but I'm not sure why I don't like it when he comes today.
"What are you doing here?"
As I stood outside the car, I inquired.
He peered out the window of his car. As he opened the car door, he looked at me affectionately and said, "I pick you up."