~~~ Coffee ~~~
CHAPTER 1
"What happened shreya. You are crying like anything. What's the matter? Kuch bolo to sahi!"
Shreya's friend Tina said providing her another tissue.
Shreya grabbed the tissue paper and wiped her tears. She sobbed and looked at Tina.
"Tina, main ...main kya karu? Mujhse galti ho gayi Tina. Meri ek choti si laparwahi ki wajeh se bahut sari important information leak ho gayi. *sobs* inquiry ke liye mere ek senior officer ko instructions mile hain. He is preparing a report against me. Aur agar unhone ye report headquarters me submit kar di to...to meri job...mera carrier sab khatam. * sobs*
"Shreya... Aisa kuch nahi hoga, calm down" Tina said pressing shreya's shoulder. "Tu ek kaam kyun nahi karti? Mere samne rone se behtar hai tu jakar apne us senior ke samne kyun nahi roti. Usse request kar ki tujhe ek choti si galti ho gayi, tujhe ek dusra chance de de. Ho sakta hai tere mote mote aansu dekhkar use tujhpe daya aa jaye!"
Shreya smirked, "daya? Huhh... Daya hi to naam hai uska... Lekin afsos use kisi pe daya nahi aati." She again started crying, "maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki carrier shuru hote hi khatam hone ki naubat aa jayegi. Pehla hi case to tha ye mera. Oh god! Main mom dad ko kya muh dikhaugi. Kitne khush the wo mujhe cid join karte huye dekhkar. Dad ko kitna proud feel hua tha mujhpe! Aur ab? Ab jab unhe pata chalega ki , mujhe suspend kar diya gaya hai to... to kahi unhe attack na aa jaye!" Shreya shivered thinking about that, "nahi Tina, isse to achha main hi mar jaun, wo log mere hath me suspension letter de, usse pehle main apni jaan de dungi!" Shreya said and covered her face with her hands crying loudly.
"What rubbish shreya! Itni si baat pe tu jaan dene ki baat kar rahi hai? Are you crazy? Look at me!" Tina said and made shreya to look at her.
"Darling, you are such a young beautiful girl with a brain. Aur agar ek ladki ke paas khoobsurati ke sath sath thoda sa dimag bhi ho na to wo duniya pe rule kar sakti hai. " Tina said winking at her.
"Main kuch samjhi nahi Tina!" Shreya said confusingly.
"Are stupid, try to seduce him!" Tina whispered.
"Wh..what? Are you mad? Kya bol rahi hai tu?" Shreya said in a shock.
"Come on shreya, try karke to dekh... Thodi adayen dikha...thoda apne husn ka jalwa dikha...bas ek baar kho jane de use apni aankho me, phir dekh... tu Jo kahegi wahi karega... Khushi khushi sari information delete kar dega. Kyunki ab agar tujhe suspend hone se koi bacha sakta hai to wo sirf wahi hai." Tina said in a low voice.
Shreya stood up on her place with a jerk, "tu pagal ho gayi hai Tina. Main janti hu main apni job bachana chahti hu lekin aisi ghatiya harkat se kabhi nahi. Aur main us officer ko theek se janti bhi nahi, pata nahi kaisa hai, agar wo mere peeche hi pad gaya to?" Shreya said with horrified expressions.
"Oh god shreya! Tu bahut jaldi ghabra jati hai. Dekh bas ek baar tu sare evidence aur information jo tere against hain, wo hasil kar le, phir koi tera kuch nahi bigad sakta. Aur abhi tu apni job bachane ke bare me soch, baad ki baad me sochna. " Tina said so simply. shreya was not ready for that But she had no other option.
"I think, main try karke dekhti hu! But baat kaise karungi usse?" Shreya asked Tina.
"Kuch nahi yaar... Just ask for a coffee meeting at your home. Bas ek baar wo tere ghar aa jaye, phir pata hai na kya Karna hai. Darna mat, be bold ok!" Tina encouraged shreya.
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Daya was driving back to home late night when someone came in front of his car.
"Tum? Tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?" Daya asked applying the break. He was shocked seeing shreya standing in the middle of the road in night.
Shreya acted to be innocent, "Are sir aap? Wo meri gadi kharab ho gayi hai, aur itni raat ko koi taxi bhi nahi mil rahi" she came near his window and peeped inside, "Mujhe lift chahiye sir?"
Daya was not in a mood to talk to her but he couldn't leave her alone in such a situation. He opened the door for her. Shreya smiled, she immediately went and sat beside him. She intensionally brushed her shoulder against him and uttered a thanks.
Daya said nothing and concentrated on driving, "left?"
Shreya nodded, "report taiyar ho gayi sir? Kal hi submit karni hai na" shreya asked fixing her gaze on him.
Daya didn't look at her, "han report ready hai."
"Sir kya mujhe ek dusra chance nahi mil sakta? Kya aisa nahi ho sakta ki aap report me mera naam na mention kare? Pehli baar galti hui hai sir, aap mujhe maaf bhi to kar sakte hain?" Shreya said requesting in a soft voice.
"Tumhe maaf Karna ya saza dena mera kaam nahi hai. Mera kaam sirf information leak hone ki wajeh ki details taiyar Karna hai aur main wahi kar raha hu. Tumhe dusra chance milega ya nahi ye decide Karna mere hath me nahi." Daya said without looking at her.
"Aapke hath me hi to sab kuch hai sir, agar aap wo report discard kar de...
Daya cut her, "tumhe aisa kyun lagta hai ki main aisa karunga. Tumne galti ki hai aur tumhe saza milni chahiye. Mujhse please koi umeed mat hi rakho tum, samjhi" daya said sternly.
Shreya made a face, "how rude!" She mumbled, "its ok sir, I understand!"
Daya stopped the car in front of her house.
She got down and peeped inside his window, "sir, aapne meri help ki, mujhe ghar tak chodne aaye! Aaiye na coffee pikar jaiye. "
Daya looked at her, top two buttons of her shirt were opened, and the way she was bent over the window, daya got distracted.
He turned his face, "tum buttons band nahi kar sakti?
Shreya bit her lips, "oh...wo buttons galti se toot gayi sir. Aap..aap andar aaiye na... Main change kar lungi." Shreya said dramatically.
"Nahi...bahut raat ho gayi hai...mujhe chalna chahiye" daya said grabbing the steering.
"Sir please! Waise bhi kal shayad bureau me mera aakhiri din hoga. Phir hum mile ya na mile. Kya mujhe aapke sath ek baar coffee pine ka mauka bhi nahi mil sakta... Please!" She pleaded with so much innocence, daya couldn't resist her.
He nodded and moved inside for a cup of coffee.
"Sir, aap baithiye, main bas change karke aati hu, phir coffee banati hu" shreya said moving towards her bedroom.
Daya was feeling something fishy but still he nodded and sat down on the couch.
He was waiting for shreya when he heard her scream.
"Daya sirrrr..."
Daya rushed towards her room.
"Shreya, are you ok? Tum cheekhi kyun? Kya hua?" Daya said knocking her door.
"Sir darwaja khula hai, aap andar aa sakte hain!" Shreya said from inside.
Daya confusingly pushed the door and he was stunned seeing shreya standing there holding her dress which was hanging above her knees barely covering her upper body.
"What the hell is this shreya" he shouted and turned to go but shreya's voice stopped him.
"Sir please ruk jaiye, I really need your help. Ye hook mere balo me phas gaya hai. Na main dress theek se pehan sakti hu, aur na nikal sakti hu. Please sir help me!"
Daya stopped and awkwardly looked at her. Then he moved to her with slow steps.
"Ok, keep calm.. Main...main nikalta hu!" Daya said.
"Kya?" Shreya snapped.
"Ye hook! Daya said awkwardly.
He went behind her back. Her bare back was distracting him. But he controlled himself. He caught her hair in his hand and slowly removed the hook.
"Ho gaya!" He said.
Shreya instantly turned and crashed with his chest. They were facing each other from very close.
"Thanks" shreya said in a husky voice.
Daya looked away, "coffee banane me kitna time lagega tumhe. Mujhe nikalna hai"
"Just 5 minutes" shreya said and wore her dress properly.
Daya moved outside of her room.
As he went shreya cursed her dress, "uff... Ye stupid dress bhi na. Ye kya ho gaya, Jo plan me tha hi nahi" she murmured and moved to kitchen to make coffee for him.
Daya was sitting on the couch flipping the pages of a stale newspaper.
Shreya prepared coffee and added some drug to daya's cup.
"Mr daya... Ab aap ye coffee piyenge yaha hall me baithkar aur aapki aankhe khulegi mere bedroom me. Phir aapko kuch bhi yaad nahi aayega, aur aapko wahi sach manna hoga jo main kahungi. Main bhi dekhti hu aap wo file kal headquarters me submit kaise karte hain. I am sorry...lekin mere paas meri job bachane ka aur koi rasta nahi hai" shreya said glancing at daya with an evil grin holding the cup in her hand.
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...To be continued
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A/N: next and last part will be posted soon. Hope the plot is not too bad.
And yeah, I didn't work much upon the title. Can anyone suggest a better title for this OS. I'll change it later.
