Daya was going outside from hospital while his face was pale but determined to do something unexpected...Abhijeet ran behind him and stopped him...

Abhijeet : ye kya natak laga ke rakha h..

Daya : abhi me...

Abhijeet : abhijeet...abhi, boss ya bhai bolne ka hak tumne kab ka kho diya h...

Tears slipped from his when he heard it...

Daya : abhijeet...please chale jao yha se mai jo karne aya hu mai vo kar ke rahunga...

Abhijeet : mujhe achhe se pta h ki meri bahan ko taklif me dekhke tumhe bohot khushi milti h..

Daya tearly : abhijeet ye tum..

Abhijeet cut him : shi hi bol rha hu...vo ladki pagalo ke tarah tumse pyar karti h...itna ki uske sath tumne itna kuchh kiya phir v tumhari liye vha tadap rahi h vo..chal nhi pa rhi thi lekin phir v tumhe rokne ke liye aa rhi thi...agar m nhi ata to pta nhi khudko or kitna nuksan pahocha leti..ab bas kro use itna taklif dena...tum jante ho kitna pyar karti h voo tumse phir v tum yha khud ko khatam karne aye h...m nhi janta tum natak kar rahe ho ya nhi..lekin jo kuchh v h ab please khatam karo or mat tadpao use...m use or toot ta nhi dekh sakta samjhe tum...

Daya : isliye to usse dur jana chahta hu..m jab tak uske sath rahunga tab tak use taklif hi milegi...mere mar...

Before completing his sentence abhijeet slapped him...

Daya looked him shockingly...holding his right hand on his cheek..

Abhijeet : marna chahta h na to shauk se mro lekin ye bat yad rhe ki agar tumhe kuchh v hua to vo khud ko v khatam kar legi...or mai apni bahan ko khona nhi chahta..ab tumhare jine ya na jine se mujhe koi fark nhi padta lekin use fark padta h...or ab tum ye pyar ka natak karna band karo..akhir use v tumhara asli chehtra dikhe...agar usse pyar karte to bar bar uski taklif ka karan nhii bante...

Daya tearly : Mai sach me usse pyar karta hu...or jis jis ne use taklif di h use saza dena farz h mera...

Abhijeet smirk : uski raksha karna v farz tha tumhara jab vo farz nhi nibha paye to koi or farz nibhane ki jaroorat v nhi h tumhe...M yha tumhe aisa karne se rok rha hu kyunki vo nhi chahti ki tumhe koi taklif ho or agar sachme usse pyar karte ho to tum khud ko v koi taklif nhi pahochaoge...atleast itna to m expect tumse kar hi sakta hu..

Daya : m uske liye kuchh v kar sakta hu..kuchh v...saying this he moved to wards her ward..

Abhijeet pov : pta nhi kyu tumhe maaf nhi kar paa rha hu M..sayad ye sach ho ki tumhe tumhari galti ka ahsas hogya ho lekin phir v tum pe bharosa karna mushkil ho rha h..maine kavi nhi socha tha mera daya aisi harkat karega..jis ladki ne use jaan se v jyada chaha tumne usi duniya ki sabse badi taklif de di...aj ek bhai har gya...tumhara bhai hone ke nate v tumhe kuchh galat karne se rok nhi paya or shreya ka bhai hone ke nate v uski raksha tum jaise rakshash se nhi kar paya...bas ab use koi taklif mat dena daya warna shreya v mujhe tumhe jan se marne se rok nhi ooayegi...or asha h ye din kavi na aye..tum sudhar jao..pahle ki tarah ban jao jisse sab pyar karte the..jo kvi kisiko koi taklif nhi de sakta...mera vhi chhota bhai..jise maine apne bete ke tarah mana h...kash tumhe ab maaf kar pau m...jo ki lagbhag impossible h kyunki ek rapist ko maaf karna itna v asan nhi...

In shreya's ward..

Here shreya was crying continuosly..her eyes were red and swollen due to this...after seeing such a condition of his love...he panicked and cursed himself to be reaaon of her pain...tears started developing in his eyes more than earlier...

Daya panicked : shre...tum.tum..ro kyu rahi ho..jyada dard ho rha h kya...mai..mai doctor ko bulau...and hold her hands..

Shreya jerked him angrily : kyu kar rahe h ap aisa..isse to achha ap mujhe vha marne ke...

but before coompleting her sentence..he put hand on her lips...

Daya tearly : please pari...aise mat bolo...tumhe khone se bohot dar lagta h mujhe..please...

Shreya : achha to apne kaise socha ki ap khud ko nuksan pahochayenge or m khush rahungi...ap bas mera majak uda rhe h..ap jante h ki m abhi apko rok nhi paungi..isliye..isliye..ap khud ko nuksan pahochane chal diye..kitni bar khu ki khud ki taklif ko khushi khushi jhel se sakti hu par ap par ek kharoch v ati h to dil ftta h mera..mano kisi ne mere dil ke tukde tukde kr diye ho...kyu nhi samjhte ap ye..ya phir ap mujhse pyar nhi karte..mujhe taklif me dekhkar kar khushi milti h apko..agar haan to mujhe jinda hi kyu chhoda h abtak...burst out angrily...

Daya : please angel aisi bate nhi bolte...or m sach me tumse bohot pyar karta hu...par m hu hi aisa..meri kismat hi aisi h ki jab dekho m tumhe dard deta hu..bohot bura hu mai..bohot hi jyada...

Shreya realised his state that from how much pain he is going through...and felt pinch in her heart seeing him like that...and hugged him instantly...he hugged her back but not tightly to harm her...shreya's one hand was on his head ruffling his hair while another was on his back...he felt warm amd secure in her arms and buried his head on her chest continously crying like a baby...

Shreya : daya please shant ho jaiye ap bilkul v bure nhi h...or ap mujhe kvi v chot nhi pahocha sakte..vo to m bas ap par thoda sa gussa hogyi thi...chup ho jaiye..i am sorry..

Daya sobbing : nhi..m sach m bohot bura hu maine kavi koi khushi nhi di tumhe bas dard hi diya..or..or dekho ab v meri wajah se tum kitna royi...

Shreya : nhi jaan...ap bure nhi ho..bilkul bure nhi ho..ap to mere daya ho jo mujhse apni jaan se v jyada pyar karta h..ap kvi mujhe taklif nhi de sakte..kvi nhi...bas ab chup ho jaiye dekho..apne mujhe pura gila kar diya...

Daya broke the hug...she smiled a wiped his tears...

Shreya : ye asu bohot kimti h inhe kavi v bahne mat dijiyega...hm..

He nodded silently...

Shreya : achhha ab ap kha lijiye m janti hu kal se apne kuchh nhi khaya hoga..

He nodded his head in no...

Shreya : kyu nhi...

Daya : bas bhuk nhi h...said like sttubborn child...

Shreya : ap mujhse naraj h kya jabki galti to apne ki h...

He said nothing...

Shreya : daya..kuchh to kha lijiye...

Daya nodded in no...

Shreya : achha thik h..ap nhi khayenge to mai v nhi khaungi...or dawayi v nhi lungi...thik h...

Daya instantly : nhi...nhi..tum...tum..medicine mat miss karo...chalo kha lo..m v tumhare sath khaunga...

Shreya smiled victoriously : hm...

She take bowl in her hand which was on the table...

Daya : ye yha kisne rakha...

Shreya : vo acp sir le k aye the lekin phir kuchh important call aa gya to vo chale gye...abhi thode der me ate honge...

And take one spoon of daliya and feed him...he ate it silently like a good boy...

Daya : chalo..ab tum v kha lo...

Shreya : nhi..

Daya : are lekin kyu...

Shreya : mujhe mere sasur ji khilane wale h..vo bas ate hi honge..m unhi ke hath se khaungi...

Daya sadly : vo tumhare sasurji nhi..ab maine unke bete hone ka hak kho diya h...

Acp sir : kisne kha...

Salunkhe : haan bhai tum iske bete hi ho...

Daya looked at him confusingly...while shreya chuckled on his reaction...

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Ye kya hua ? Kab hua ? Kaise hua ?

Par jo v hua achha huya...

Precap :

Shreya said in demanding tone : apni shirt utariye...or gate lock kar dijiye...

Daya shocked : kyu..

Shreya : kitne beshram pati h ap.. Apki patni apko shirt utarne bol rhi h..or ap h ki puchh rahe h 'kyu'..koi apne pati ko kyu shirt utarne bolegi...

Daya scarely : tum...tum mere sath kuchh karne wali ho kya...

Shreya chuckled and blushed : hm..vhi jo ek patni pati ke sath karti h...chakiye jaldi utariye or mer karib aiye...

He gulped his saliva seeing her like that..

So next part me milte h...

Till then..comment..