“Dhanyawad sir… Abhi hum chalte hai… Tanya ka muh bhi khulwana hai…” AS said… “Sir ek baar jane se pehle hum Aunty ji se milna chahte the… Hum mil aaye??” HM said… “Chaliye hum bhi chalte hai… parantu pehle in Devi ji ko bandh dete hai…” AS said pointing towards TV… Mrs Gill was worried sick and simply hugged her husband as soon as she saw him… “Aap thik hai…??” “Mai thik hoon… Ghabrao mat…” MG Gill said… “Yeh sab kya ho raha hai kuch samajh nahi aa raha… Yeh log keh rahe hai ke Vikram hume nuksan pohchana chahta hai…” she said… “Mai sab samjhata hoon… Lekin pehle inse mil lo… yeh log ja rahe hai…” he said pointing towards HM and AS… “Meher… nahi… kya naam bataya tha tumne…??” “Haseena… Haseena Malik” HM answered… “Haan… aur aap??” “Hum hai Anubhav Singh…” “Shukriya aap dono ka… Aap dono ne humari jaan bachai…” “Yeh toh humara farz tha Ma’am…” HM answered… “Mujhe toh abhi tak yakeen nahi ho raha… Sehmi si Meher ko un gundon ko marte dekh shock lag gaya tha mujhe…” Mrs. Gill said to which HM only chuckled… “Jane se pehle ek baar aap se milna tha… mil liya toh abhi hum chalte hai…” HM said… “Haan… Khush rahiye dono…” Mrs. Gill blessed them… “Jai Hind sir…” both greeted MG Gill and left for Chandigarh…
TV was tied to the chair in the interrogation room… AS and HM were looking at her through the two-way mirror and waiting for her to gain consciousness… “Waise Haseena ji… Hum atyant prabhavit hue hai aaj aapse… Aapne akele 7 logon ko maar diya…” “Isme itna hairan honewali kaunsi baat hai Sir?? Hum ek police officer hai… Agar hum yeh nahi kar payenge toh kaise chalega?? Aam janta ki hifazat kaun karega…” “Hume achraj nahi ho raha hai… parantu aap humesha jazbaat se kaam leti hai na isiliye humne kaha…” “Sir agar koi humari jaan lene ki koshish kar raha hai toh kya humare pas itna waqt hai ke hum use jazbaat samjhaye??” “Humare kehne ka matlab woh nahi tha…” AS tried to explain… HM had understood his intensions were only to praise her but she was in mood to tease him… “Sir… Hum jazbaat se kaam lete hai woh humari choice hai… iska matlab yeh nahi ke hume haath pair chalana nahi ata… Humare Abbu ne hume bachpan se hi Karate ki training dilwai hai… Humare andar itni strength hai ke ek punch mei samne wale ko chit kar sakte hai…” she said faking a punch towards him… “Aaram se Haseena ji… Aapke mukke mei kitni taqat hai woh toh humne dekh liya… Abhi tak Tanya ko hosh jo nahi aaya hai…” he said… “Hmm… Waise hume nahi lagta itni asani se woh apna muh kholegi… kuch socha hai aapne kaise nikalwani hai usse information??” she asked… “Baat toh aapki sahi hai… aapke pas koi pariyojana ho toh bataiye…” She thought for a moment and smiled… “Kachchi khiladi hai sir… Iske liye purana nuskha kaam kar jayega…” “Konsa nuskha??” “Good cop, bad cop wala… Lekin is baar kuch alag karenge… Aap banege Haseena Malik aur hum banege Karishma Singh…” she said with a smirk… “Chaliye… Devi ji ko vastavikta mei laate hai…” he said with a smile and both walked in… Their plan had worked… (End of Flashback)
“Congratulations Sir… Plan kaam kar gaya…” HM said… “Aapko bhi Haseena ji…” both looked at TV through the two-way mirror… “Sir ne kya kaha?? Humare liye kya orders hai??” “Special Task Force 15 min mei bomb ki location par pohch jayegi… Danny ko ya toh zinda pakad liya jayega ya wahi khatam kar diya jayega…” “Hmm…” “Hume rest karne ke liye bola gaya hai… Humara room abhi bhi same hotel mei booked hai…” “Chaliye… aaram ki zarurat toh hai…” By the time they walked out of the IB office the sun was at the horizon, painting the sky in pretty colours… A car dropped them at the hotel… HM asked the receptionist to send a first aid box to their room…
“Waise Haseena ji… hum puchna bhul gaye aapke hooton pe chot kaise aaye??” he asked… “Tanya ke aadmi ne hume punch kiya tha…” “Ohh… dard ho raha hai??” he said moving his thumb along the corner of her lips, wiping off some dried blood… She froze… “Hum thik hai sir…” she said taking a step back… “Aapko bhi toh chot lagi hai… Aap baithiye hum abhi aate hai…” she went to the washroom and brought a bowl of warm water… she poured some antiseptic liquid in the water, placed the bowl on the centre table and sat beside him… She took a cotton swab and dipped it in the water then turned to him… He was lost in watching her every move… “Sir…” she called out… No response… “Sirrr…” “Jjjj…ji…” “Shirt ke button kholiye…” she said… “Jiii…???” he asked nervously… “Chot ki dressing karni hai…” “Ohh… haan…” he said and opened few buttons… She was having hard time controlling her blush… “Focus Haseena…” she thought to herself… She slowly pressed the cotton swab on his wound…
“Ssii…” he hissed… She looked at him, his facing showing discomfort… She moved closer and blew on his wound… He shivered… Closed his eyes and tried to breath… She kept cleaning the dried blood, slowly blowing to reduce the burning sensation… She then covered the wound with some soothing cream in a cotton pad, fixing it in place with some surgical tape… She looked at his face to see if he felt any better… But his expressions brought a smirk on her face, reminding her of their challenge… She was sure, one little push and he would lose his resolve… She noticed there were few scratches on his neck… He might have got them while making way through the bushes in the jungle… She took another swab and slowly touched the scratches with the swab… he hissed again… She moved closer to his neck and blew again… He gulped… “Jal toh nahi raha na sir…?” she asked… “mm… mmhmm…” that was only what he could reply… She laughed inwardly… She shifted a little closer and targeted the area below his ear… His breath hitched… He could not longer bear her proximity… “Has… Hase… Haseena ji…” rolled out of his trembling lips… “Ji sir…” she whispered huskily in his ear… That was the last straw… He held her by her shoulders and created some gap between them… “Kya hua sir…??” she asked… His eyes still closed; he was trying to control his overflowing emotions… “Hum… hum… hum khu… khud kar lenge…” he said; sweat beads on his forehead… “Magar kyu sir?? Aapko jalan ho rahi hai kya?? Hum aur phoonk dete hai…” she said innocently and tried to go close… He got up with a jerk… “Nnn…Nahi… Hum kar lenge…” he said… “Lekin…” “Hum… Hum… Humne kaha na…” before he could complete his sentence, she burst out laughing… He was confused… “Aap haar gaye sir…” she said and rolled on the bed laughing… He stood there watching her not knowing what had hit him… He had definitely lost… lost to his love… But he was happy… “Aapko aise hasta hua dekhne ke liye toh hum kai baar haar sakte hai…” he thought adoring his love…
