Saturday, 27 April 2019

part 41 : Nashaa

"Soo what do you ?" Rishi took his main chair and stared at Rahul, who flattered a bit in his place but gain enough courage to continue the act.




"I am here to buy this club... As much money you ask !" Rahul replied, sucking in the cigarette.... and then letting it out...

"Well, I said its not for sale... !" Rishi replied, litting his cigar... "Why do you want it, anyway?" He added.






"is it important to tell !" Rahul retorted..




"yes... !" Rishi replied gravely looking down at his cigar. "TelL !!" added angrily




"uhmmm – too add up more in my business !" Rahul replied clueless.




"What do you do?" Rishi asked.




"i hold a minor industry in India... and now I want to spread it out of the india too !" Rahul said...




"What industry...?" Rishi asked, frowning...




"Shapal and sons... My Fathers business !" Rahul remembered and told what his father use to do... which was a mystery to be unfold too.




"hmmmm Saxena ka beta houuu !" Rishi grinned making Rahul choke at his cigarette... "didn't your father disown you?" Rishi smirked, playing as a wicked person




"uhmm how did you know?" Rahul asked "He took me back !" Rahul added.




"hmm... well, how much can you give me???" Rishi asked




"what do you expect? How much...?" Rahul interrogate.




"2 million?" Rishi asked his fellow people stand at different areas of the office, seeing the people nod – he nodded at Rahul




"i was thinking 1.5 million !" Rahul bargained.




"your wish ! If you come up to my expectations than inform me !" Rishi got and went to his adjoining room, leaving Rahul in deep sighs....




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"Rahul could you tell us now?" Arman asked angrily... in the car.

"Arman we will talk at home !" Shubhankar interrupted knowing the truth was infront... and Arman was sentimental person know Rishi was intheir - he would just go and shoot the hell outta of him – which no one wanted, they acutally wanted to get hold of Rishi's roots and pull it out forever !




"But I just want to know Rishi andar hai ? Was he in there??" Arman drove fast...




"YES ! No can WE Go home ! Or you going back there to shake hands??" Rahul blasted as his thoughts were broke off by Armans nagging...




"urghhh !" Arman hit horn with anger. "We could have killed him then and there !" aRman scolded.




"NO ARMAN ! Think with senses !" Shubhankar interrupted and got off the car, as they walk in the cottage.




"Kyun Sir ! Its was the best time to kill him !" Arman walk behind him, debating... He ignored Riddimaa, who open the door with a smile...




"I want to go and kill him right now !! Priya will b...." Arman was interrupted...




"Arman … we need to get hold of all his crime business – we are NOT here to avenge JUST priya's death!!" Shubhankar blasted at Arman .. .making girls and boys quite down "Kitni barr should I tell you – indirectly that we ARE NOT here for priya ! We are here because we are assigned Rishi's case !" Shubhankar pointed his finger at Arman "Get it straight Arman ! You are here to get Priya's avenge ! But for that we can't demolish our work – our priorities... if we kill Rishi … or doors will be left locked for EVER !" Shubhankar went in his room … as keerti followed him trying pacify him




"Arman kyaa hua ??" Riddimaa asked.




"kuch nae.. ! Tum soe nae? Go and sleep !" Arman softly told her, settling at couch -where muskan and Rahul already started their bickry...




"Rahul tu mujha par kyun chilla raha hai !??" Muskan shouted back

"Muskan tuu jaA ! We will talk in morning !" Rahul told to go away... his meeting with Rishi had open up old memories... he didn't felt like sharing with some one right now




Atul and Anjali retired to room the moment they came...







Riddimaa stood at her place staring at two boys and Muskan rushing to her room with tears... debating whom to talk with first....?




"uhmm Rahul … mai bhetun?" she asked the permission for sitting beside him

"haan... kyun nahi..." he replied...




"Kya huaa... mujha batoo!" she encouraged. Arman's saw this and frowned at Rahuls behavior...




"vo Riddimaa... Subha batuun?" He ignored the topic...




"abhi kyun nahi?" Riddimaa asked, keeping a hand over his hand "i am like you sister – I mean I am Your sister... mujha batoo … you will feel good !" pressing his hand, Arman passed a smile to Rahul – to tell …




"Rishi... he knows my dad !" pause "he.... uhmm I told my dad's company name over there... he recognized my dad and said that if I am his son than I am the one whom dad disowned me … how can I be back in his family" Rahul mumbled making Riddimaa confuse...




"I mean you get that Arman? My dad... WAS involved in this crime too ! I mean MY dad !! how did he died than??? did he died as a criminal ???" Rahul shattered, Muskan who stood at kitchen door, sobbed softly – dying to hug him...




"Rahul relax... hum subha baat karta hain ! Muskann !" Arman called her, who came running "Take him … ! he needs you !" Arman pulled him up and next moment Muskan was holding him




"I guess Rahul is going through same phase like mine !" Riddimaa rubbed her tears




"no believe me worst than you !" Arman rubbed his forehead...




"Arman kya hua wahan? Why were you all stress out ? Did you meet Rishi?" Riddimaa holded his hand.




"Tum jao.. and sleep...!"Arman politely told her – pulling her hand away...




"Acha Chalo phela eat something... than I will go!" Riddimaa ignored the topic and thought to change his mood




"KAHA naa.. GO !" he shouted first and than his voice decreased to whispers, as her face turned out with fear.




"Jao … sleep !" Arman said again... Riddimaa ran upstairs with tears.... when keerti walked up to him




"You all men are nothing but dogS ! She waited for you ! She didn't eat ! Thinking you must be here any moment Aur TUM ! All men are nothing but pain !" Keerti cursed in the worst way possible and went in kitchen...




Arman shook his head and followed Keerti.... in kitchen "Acha naa Sorry now give me something in a plate !" pause "that stupid little brat of mine.... must be hungry !" Arman chuckled and in response got a wood spoon on his arm by keerti....

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