Dec 31 , 2015. 11 pm.

abhijeet is in bereau busy in preparing a report on his recent mission though it is not to be submitted immediately.

His phone rings. had a look at the caller name,

Abhi - bol daya..

Daya - kahan ho yaar tum ?

Abhi - bereau mein .

Daya - unbelievably ber bereau mein ? yaar abhijeet I know u are a responsible cop. But don't always prove it this way.

Abhi - smiling kya hua yaar ?

Daya - kya hua ? tum mujhe puch rahe ho ? abhi aaj 31 st dec hai. just 50 more min left for a year to begin.

Abhi - tho kya karna hai mujhe. ?

Daya - abhi tum. chodo. Abhie ki abhie bereau se nikalo. Yahan mein tumariliye wait karraha hun.

Abhi - daya pls yaar. Sach mein aaj mujhe celebration ka mood nahi hai daya. Team hai na tumari sath. Tum enjoy karo. Hmm ? hum kal khub masti kharengi.

Daya - abhi u have just returned from mission. Celebration na sahi lekin thora rest tho lelo yaar.

Abhi - theek hai baba. Main ghar jaraha hun . ab khush ?

Daya - hm thorasa..

Abhi - happy new year in advance. Hum pakka kal milthey hain with a special treat from me.

Daya - hmm wish u the same too . foren ghar jao.

Abhi - sure. Bye.

At once he cuts the call another queued up.

Abhi - smiles tarika ka call

Abhi - hello sweet heart.

Tarika - in a painful voice. Ah ab ab abhii

Abhi - panics. Tarika ? kya hua ?

Tarika - abhii ahhh

Abhi - he stood up from his seat. Tarika batao mujhe kya hua..

Tarika - abhi I I wa wanna s se see you n now pls. pls abhi.

Abhi - impatiently. Tarika hua kya ? haan ?

Tarika - abh abhi pls tum mere g gh ghar aajao. Jaldi ha haan ? ahh.

Abhi - tarika main abhi aati hun. Relax.

Abhijeet doesn ' t know what to do now. Her pain filled voice is piercing his heart..tears blocking his eyes. Mobile fell from his hands. He ran abruptly from there.. the bereau door gives him a big trouble. As it opens only through face capturing, finger print, and a card. He does all that in great hurry and came out running. he is in such tension that he forget to take his car too. Security seeing him in panic condition calls him. Nothing fell on his ears..

Thank god the bereau door is systematic that it closes automatically. So this will not push him in trouble..

He runs like a mad on the road. Here it is abhijeet who is running not sr. ins . abhijeet. At a point realizing he took a cab and reached her house. He pays money for the cab without noticing the meter or how much he gave… he ran into her house which is left open. Fear passes through his spine.

Abhi - tarika ? tarika ? kahan ho tum..?

The house was in complete dark.

Abhi - tarika ? when he moved to the center of the hall somebody closes the door behind him.

He turned towards the sound. Hey . kaun hai wahan. He checks for his gun. Alas! He forget to take the gun.

Suddenly the lights gets on.

He turned to see tarika standing there with a smile.

Abhi - unbelievably tarika ?

Tarika - laughs. Kya abhi itna ghabra gayi thi tum ?

Abhi - kya hai yeh sab ?

Tarika - laughing. abhi sach mein tumari chehra dekhne ki layak tha.

Abhi - controlling his raising anger. tarika for god sake batao mujhe kya hora raha hai yahan..

Tarika - abhi relax. Main sirf mazak karraha tha. Chill haan.

Abhi 's heavy breathing has not relaxed yet.

Tarika - hugged him happy new year abhi.

This is all. His anger reached at its peak.

He separated her with a jerk and gave her a tight slap.

Tarika - in a complete disbelief. Abhi ?

Abhi - shouts. Shut up. Don't dare to call me . what the hell do you think of yourself. Haan ? aise koi mazak karta hai ? you damn fool. Do you have any idea what the hell u have done with me.. you played with my feelings and emotions u idiot. Could u just think of in what condition I was after hearing ur voice. Holding his head. Such a fool I ' m. came running all the way like a mad.

Tarika - tries to hold his hands. He jerked her off. Don't don't touch me.

Tarika - abhi pls listen to me. I ' m sorry.

He gave her a deadly glare and leave out in great anger.

Tarika - abhi ? abhi pls stop.. abhiiii ? abhi I ' m sorry. She hold the door crying..

He moved to the park near her house and sat on a bench. His anger limit crossed the bar. Tears flowing uncontrollably. He sat holding his head.

Then some youngsters entered the park in a full celebration mood.. they were enjoying like anything. He look at them and now he feels guilty of his act.

Abhi pov - looking at his hands. did I slap her ? why ? . After all she just wished to celebrate with me. Lekin yeh kaise mazak hai. mere tho jaan nikal di thi. Paagal ladki. Mujhe itna gussa aagayi ki ek aur thappad maarne ka maan karta hai.

Voice - abhi ?

He turned to the source of that voice and saw tarika standing with tears. He turned his face to other side.

Tarika - abhi pls ek baar mere baat tho suno.

He stood up and walked towards the exit.

Tarika - Abhi I just thought to spend some time with you. I understand. I hurted you. But believe me that is not my intention. Tears flowing down her eyes.

The people in park noticed them.

Abhi - tarika don't create a scene in public. Go back to home.

Tarika - tumbhi mere sath aao.

Abhi - tarika pls don't irritate me. Just leave.

Tarika - I ' ll not go without you. She sat on the bench stubbornly.

Abhi - mat jao . mujhe kya ? main jaraha hun

He walked out.

Tarika looked at his way with tears.

A / N

I ' ll post the next chap tomorrow which will be the last part of this …

Next is the romantic part. ; )

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