Chaya hit the brakes when she saw a rider in front of her as she turned left from the back of a slowing tempo. He was on his bike and was trying to stop the tempo with his hand. He raised his hand in front of the tempo to signal it to stop. She wondered what he was up to. That is when she saw a mobile phone lying almost beneath the tires of the vehicle. Had he not stopped the tempo, there would have been just parts of the mobile lying around.
Chaya thought, "Good, he saved an additional expense." She was about to ride off when she saw a girl running towards the biker, grabbed the phone from his hand, and without sparing a look at him, ran away to her bike. She was riding as a pillion passenger with a man. They took off. The biker stood there for a few seconds and started his bike.
Chaya processed things that just materialised before her. She was never impulsive and took some seconds to process things and act on them. Thankfully, her brain processed this a little better than normal, and she started her bike and slowly rode parallel to the biker. She pulled down her mask and said, “Shukriya”. He looked at her confused as they both slow rode their bikes. “You were due a gratitude from her, she seemed to be in a hurry, so Thank you, on her behalf.” He smiled, and she returned his smile, waved at him with her gloved hands, and rode off.
