KS had pretended to repent her actions and HM had as usual trusted her words or say her fake tears… KS couldn’t keep an eye on HM’s actions from the outside… HM had entrusted the new case to KS… KS kept lying to HM and let Qayamat handle it in her own way… Amidst all this HM nearly got her hands on Qayamat but she managed to escape HM’s clutches… KS had managed to divert HM’s attention from the case but it had led to a near death experience for her… Even after all of KS’s efforts, FIR had to be registered… Thankfully HM had analysed the situation correctly and had formulated a plan…
AS was stunned when the culprit informed him what HM had said… He couldn’t believe his ears that HM told the culprit that his murder case would be dismissed without any punishment if AS wanted… He had rushed to MPT to demand answers… Few minutes later he realised he had been used as a prop… “Haseena ji…” “Ji sir…” She said leaning on the table… “Hume aisa kyu lag raha hai, hume pata bhi nahi aur aapke kisi plan ka hissa ban gaye hai…?” he said… “Hota hai sir… Kabhi naav pani mei, kabhi pani naav mei… Aapne bhi toh hume apne plan ka hissa banaya liya tha bina bataye, toh aaj humne aapko apne plan ka hissa bana liye bina bataye… So please co-operate…” she said and stood up… She had taken her revenge… She was fierce… fierce like a lioness… His little angry lioness… Oh boy he loved her…
The case was solved… But Qayamat was still roaming free… HM had got her hands on her headgear and handed it to KS for further investigation… She was assigned the task of arresting herself… She was going to kill time and asked PS to accompany her to the cloth market… They kept bickering about which vendor made better Chaat all the way to the market… Their squabble added fuel to the already existing feud between the two Chaat vendors… A fight ensued resulting in KS losing Qayamat’s headgear and two new FIRs being registered at MPT… HM was pissed at KS for losing the only clue against Qayamat… KS had to do something to avoid being suspected. She released a video challenging Qayamat to stop playing hide-n-seek and face them upfront… HM was trying to figure out a way to deal with all the chaos around her when AS requested her presence at the HQ… It was lunch time so he asked her to join him for lunch… She agreed reluctantly…
HM was worried… She was disturbed as she had received a call from Qayamat… AS had noticed the restlessness in her and took her to a Chaat centre… She refused to eat the Golgappa… “Humara order hai Haseena ji…” he said… The sweetest order she had heard… He spilled one of the little munchkins on himself while trying to feed her… She quickly grabbed a tissue and started cleaning the mess… He just couldn’t take his eyes off her… He had always loved her care for him… “Dhanyawad Haseenaji… yadi hum aise hi mukhayala jate toh sab humara uphas udate…” He said… “Koi baat nahi sir… Bas thoda sa hi tha… saaf ho gaya…” she said… “Waise yeh bataiye Chaat kaisi lagi?” “Bohot badiya lagi… lajawab lagi… behtereen lagi…” “Hai na… Toh ab hum aapko chaat ke bare mei ek kamaal ki baat batate hai… kehne ko toh chaat bas ek matr hi hai… Lekin hai kamaal ki cheez, lekin logon ke bighade hue mood thik kar deti hai… Ab aap apne aap ko hi le lijiye… Jab aap yaha aaiye thi toh kitni pareshaan thi lekin ab kitni prasann ho gayi hai… Ek boyfriend apni naraz girlfriend ko chaat khila kar manata hai…” That was exactly what he was trying to do… pacify her… trying to melt her anger… making her fall for him again… He asked her to resolve the case of the Chaat vendors at the earliest as Chaat lovers were pinning for their favourite delicacies… She promised to not keep Chaat lovers waiting for long and left…
HM had braced herself for another sleepless night… She was worried… Was she ill?? Had something gone wrong with her?? She kept thinking… Her mind travelled to today afternoon’s chaat date… Wait… that was not a date… Just a coincidence… But what did he mean by “Ek boyfriend apni naraz girlfriend ko chaat khila kar manata hai…”?? Was he trying to pacify me? she thought… But why would he?? Had he not made it clear that his duty towards the nation was his only love?? Was she overthinking?? Was it just a general statement?? All kinds of thoughts crowded her brain… Her heart and brain kept colliding until sleep took over… The sun rays disturbed her sleep… She squirmed and turned to the other side… She felt an unusual warmth engulfing her and an arm holding her waist tightly… She opened her eyes and came face to face with his charming and handsome face… He was sleeping without any care in the world, hair messed up and serenity adorning his face… She was stunned… She tried to get up but he tightened his hold… “Sir… aap… aap yeh kya kar rahe hai??” she tried to wake him up but he didn’t respond… “Siirrr…” she shook him harder… “Kya hai Haseena ji… subah subah kyu shor macha rahi hai aap?? So jaiye…” he said eyes still closed… “Aap… aap yaha kya kar rahe hai?? Aur… aur ek min… aap yaha aaiye kaise??” “Aapki bohot yaad aa rahi thi… toh aa gaye… Khidki se… abhi so jaiye…” he answered… “Lekin… kyu aaye aap yaha…?? Jaiye yaha se… Ammi ne dekh liya toh mushkil ho jayegi…” she said and shook him again…
By now he was fully awake… He swiftly shifted and hovered above her… “Matlab ke agar Ammi na dekhe toh aapko humare yaha hone se koi aapatti nahi hai na…??” he asked with a smirk… “Hum… humare kehne ka woh matlab nahi tha…” she said embarrassed… She realised their position and tried to push him away… “Kya kar rahe hai aap…?? Hatiye humare upar se aur jaiye yaha se…” she said… “Aise kaise?? Abhi toh Good Morning kaha nahi aapne…” he said with a naughty smile… “Good Morning… Khush… ab jaiye…” “Aise thodi Good Morning kehte hai??” “Toh fir kaise kehte hai??” she asked… “Hum batate hai…” he said and moved closer to her… He planted a kiss on her forehead and said “Good Morning…” He then planted another kiss on her eyes saying “Good Morning…” He kissed her cheek and said “Good Morning…” She had butterflies in her stomach, tingles running down her spine… He looked at her, her eyes closed… She opened her eyes and looked at him… He slowly bridged the little gap between them and pressed his lips on hers…
She woke up with a jerk… Her alarm blazing off… It was a dream… a damn dream… She is going mad for sure… She held her head in her hands, “Urgghh… Kya ho raha hai hume??” she said angrily… After a shocking start, she wondered what the day had in store for her…
