Death Trap

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"I don't want to die like this. I have big dreams. I want to chase those dreams and taste success. And, yes, I love Ashok so much. I wish to live a hundred years with him. I have one hundred strong reasons behind my wish; one of those reasons is very special, like our love story – a simple and yet a beautiful tale – a beautiful gift from God. The gift is only forty-five days old, and it beats inside me. I am yet to share this beautiful news with him. Who knows he might jump to the sky in happiness if he comes to know of it!" Tangi struggles to breathe as blood drips faster than before from her neck. The depth of the cut is perfect so that she could survive only a few hours; the work of the doctor's knife.

The masked woman in dark red Tee over denim blue jeans walked up to Tangi carrying a huge smirk on her face. "How long is she going to breathe?" She pauses, takes a deep breath, and slaps Tangi hard.

The man in white coat, Harish, carefully examines the cut and says, "Three hours maximum... only if you do not slap her again and again... and she must practise good breathing exercise."

"Ah! That's good, Harish. Anyways, Ashok may not even wake up by the time she rests in peace." The masked woman is visibly happy.

"Can I fill full my desires her once before she dies?" Raman, the social media freak, express his ill-wish. "Tangi is so tempting by the way. No wonder why Ashok fell in love with her and not you."

"I will cut your balls if you speak in this language again. I want Tangi to die... but that doesn't give any one license to harm her in other ways. I'm a woman too and I will never appreciate such nonsense. That's it." The masked woman shuns his insane wishes. She rolls a chair in front of Tangi, leans on the chair and says, "The blood drops are beautiful. I appreciate your work, Harish."

She leaps front, very close to Tangi's face and speaks in a heavy tone, "I saw your father and mother dying in front of my eyes. I saw you battling between life and death in the hospital. I saw Ashok collapsing on the floor holding his head in pain. Now I am watching you die... priceless moments of my life. And I am so happy and lucky to witness these moments, Tangi. Priceless... girl. Nah... woman. Anyways, you're married for a year, and you're so lucky to spend half of that time in hospital beds. You are lucky... really, I mean it."

Tangi closes her eyes for a brief minute. "Ash, I love you. I'm sorry. I made a mistake. I should have told you that we are pregnant the moment I saw the test result. I made a big blunder deciding to reveal the happy news at the birth of the New Year." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Had I told you before we would have stayed at home and may not have ended up in this horrible situation. Please save us, Ash. Please, I wish our child to live one hundred years. Please come for us. Please."

"Is she alive?" Sanjay speaks for the first time though he is not in complete agreement with the plan, still he must do so for the sanity of his friendship.

"Damn! I missed the chance. She is one attractive and sexy woman." Raman expresses his dissatisfaction. He clicks a photograph of Tangi to satisfy his hunger in the nights.

"Tangi is pretty much alive. Maybe she is calming down to delay her death." Harish reassures pointing her breath to the masked woman.

The masked woman laughs loudly. "I know. I know. I have known her for almost two decades. She is a strong woman. She will never give up. In fact, she will fight till the last drop leaves her body to stay alive. Even I want her to live for a couple of hours... I have few things to settle with that bloody bitch.

Tangi recalls the sweet memories, the time she spent with Ashok during their courtship days and before that.

To Be Continued... 💜

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