Thursday, 25 April 2019

part 39 : Nashaa


"Riddimaa – what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in bed now? Rohail already a sleep !! and you still not to bed !!!" Arman asked as they all worked. - staring as his wrist watch strike 1 at night.



"Arman.... everyone is awake !" Riddimaa made a face as they all chatted sitting at the corner of couch...



"Soo?" Arman made an obvious face "Everyone is not pregnant !" Arman got off the ground and walk up to her... "Lets go...!" Arman forwarded his hand





"Nae ! Tumhe kya hai ! We all are enjoying right now !" Riddimaa stick to Muskan.. who was grining..

"Haan na Arman chod na... !" Muskan insisted



"Fine ! But after two – you be in bed !" Arman frowned -



"Ok... !" she smiled and began to hear Anjali part of story..





"Rahul... Rishi must be in some village area... ? Why don't we look up there first ?" Arman suggested.

"Nahi Arman ! Not village.. he isn't that fool" Rahul commented back and began to make calls at local police station



"then – ??" Atul looked up at Shahanks kept few records related to Rishi...



"he is in some pub.... underground disco part...Goa police E7 side told me... but the thing is no one dare to go in his area...." Rahul ended his phone and told.



"We live in E2 area... not far !" Shubhankar leaned in Keerti's lap... as she massaged him



"But Sir – how would we get in? I mean going like straight as a walk – he won't welcome us !" Rahul commented... All girls came and sat Beside Keerti to hear the serious conversation.



"what is he currently doing there?" Arman bit a pencil nip in his mouth... "i mean what does people of here call that place?" Arman asked



"As per police – its a pub... couple only !" Rahul grinned.



"Ok... so lets go just take a round of it !" Atul jumped in...



"yea.... lets go and just see it... !" Arman encouraged.



"Fine what about partners?" shubhankar turned his face towards boys, still in keertis lap.



"uhmmm Sir, we would hire girls. !" Arman smirked... and pulled out the chart drawn out of E7 area..





"What? You mean app log prostitute girls ka sath jayenga??" Riddimaa spoke in between gain everyones attention



"for Work only !" Arman retorted.



"how should I know that you are hiring for work purpose only? And the way YOU suggested I am pretty sure you must have done that in past too ! Right?" Riddimaa spoke softly but the jealousy was visible to everyone.



"uhm... Riddimaa?" Arman looked at everyone grinning at Arman... "its nothing like that ok !" Arman added glaring at her. "aur tum jao sona !" Arman scolded her, softly.



"haan haan now I am just a baby holder... why would you be interested in me !" Riddimaa got up, kicked his leg on the way and went up to her room...



"Pagal !" Arman frowned rubbing his leg.... and began discussing about future plans for tomorrow.

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"Riddimaa....? darwaza Kholo !" Arman knocked thrice time.



Not getting any response – he asked Muskan for the extra key set... which was always in this cottage, in kitchen... the owner had kept it for safety purpose.....



opening the door he saw the room was dark ! Lights were off and a bit sobbing voice echoed... switching on lights he saw Riddimaa on bed with legs pulled up – and he head over her knee cap – sobbing softly – she kept on cursing Arman for his deed...



"paaji … ! Dhokabaaz ! Buzdil....! Chor.... !" something like that...



" chuckled* Riddimaa?" Arman stepped towards her after shutting the door behind...





"Arman Jao !" she got angry – rubbing her cheeks roughly she got up from the bed.

"aree Sorry naa.. !" Arman apologized. "i promise those girls are only till work thing – nothing more than that ! You are and will be the last girl in bed …. with me..." he whispered grabbing her lips in kiss – as his hand wandered over her petite waist...



"uhmmm Arman !" she pushed her face away.. and tried to put his hand off her but his hand drop inside her loose shirt – holding her bare waist – tightly. "chodo Arman Warna mai …. mai yea glass marun ge tumpar !" Riddimaa pointed a crystal glass which was beside them on side table



"Pagal ho kya?" Arman smiled, a bit shock at her teary face..



"mujha baat nae karni Tum sa ! Chodo mujha ! Aur kareeb mat ao !" Riddimaa tried to push his away by pressing his shoulder..



"Riddimaa... Kya hua hai? Itnaa gussa?" Arman asked astonish a bit...



"why do you keep on scolding me? Am I a baby !" she complained hitting his chest with her fist



"Aur what was that ? Go to bed !" She added,



"you are carrying a baby - I just want you to relax and sleep !" Arman kissed her forehead with love and affection, a try to calm her down...



"Parr tum vo those prostitutes..... do you went with them in past.....?" she mumbled holding his collar in her hands... looking down at his dry lips...



"yes I went with them..." Arman breathed on her face....



"Kyaa..." she whispered, looking up at him with anger in her eyes...



"For work only ….. Jaan!" He smiled, nibbling her puffed up lips...



"Tchhh Par Kyuuun?" she winced... "What did they do – when they went along with you at such places?" Riddimaa asked, keeping her head on his chest and he holded her tight...



"can we lay down... I am tired...." Arman look down at her face....



"yes..." she parted and climbed the bed, patting the place beside her to Arman... soon he tuck in the bed with her, beside him – his one arm circled around her as her head dropped over his chest...



"Abb batoo... !" she asked.



"Kuch bhi nae karti vo... they just come along us – stand beside us... ! Show the environment that they are with us... as we are couple ! Bass... once we get our target we go our ways and they go there ways !" Arman ended...



"nothing like … uhmm you getting close to them...?" she questioned



"tum mujha par shak kar rahi ho?" Arman turned and pulled his arm away from her back and bend over her body keeping his weight on bed, though....



"nahi... bas pooch rahi hoon ! Batoo did you get close to them ?" she frowned as he kept on staring at her with a blank expression



"what do you mean by close...? what type of closeness...?" Arman blinked his eyes, showing his innocent look



"the... .way we are...!" she mumbled, smiling a bit...

"like right now...?" Arman whispered... bending a bit over her, making her feel his weight over her.... kissing her cheek – he felt her shudder.. "this type of....?" he whispered bending near her ear lob.. kissing it – he again felt her shiver as his breathe went in – touching her ear drums....

to be conti....

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Love Maha

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