Shera ✔ A Short Story

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'Tis the last chapter y'all. Enjoy.

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"𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒂𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊
𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒉𝒔𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊
𝑻𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒊 𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒉𝒊
𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒌𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊"

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'Raj, aap humein tang nahi karein, please!'

(Stop bothering me, Raj, please!)

'Tumhein tang nahi karunga to phir kise tang karu main, batao?'

(Who do I bother then, if not you?)

'Aapke dushmano ko tang karein, lekin humein---AHAHAHAHA--- RAAJJ!' She was cut off when his hands tickled her sides mercilessly.

(Go after your enemies, not me---AHAHHAAHAHA---RAAJJJ!)

'Bohot burey ho aap! Chordke chale jainge hum aapko ek din. Tab pata chalega.' Sadaf grumbled whilst panting and scurried away from under him. Grabbing hold of her wrist, he stops her from getting off the bed.

(You are very bad! I'm going to leave you someday, then you'll come to know.)

'Chale jaogi chordke?'

(You'll really leave me?)

'Haan. Chale jainge.' She replied nonchalantly, rolling her eyes like she didn't care.

(Yes, I will.)

'Tum chalegai to mera kiya hoga?'

(What am I going to do without you?)

'Aap jaano aapka kiya hoga. Humein isse kiya?' She jokes, turning her back towards him while trying to keep herself from smiling.

(That's not my problem. What do I care?)

'Tumhe isse kiya.' He repeats, before pulling her towards him again. 'Mein tumhe kahin jaane nahi dene wala, Zaalim aurat.'

('What do you care?'. I'm never going to let you go.)

Sadaf giggles. 'Kiya karenge aap?'

(What are you going to do about it?)

'Yeh,' He says, before attacking her once again.

(This,)

'St-stop. . .ahahhahahaha. . .stop. . .'

"Veere," Dev calls, entering the darkroom where Shera sat on the wooden chair by the desk, reliving yet another memory of his Sadaf. Dev didn't waste another second and broke the news to his best friend, still standing at the door.

"Milgaya Mohsin." Shera's smile ebbed away at the mention of that bastard, as he crash-landed back into reality. Fisting his palms, he shook with rage, digging his fingernails into the hard skin.

(We know where Mohsin is.)

"Kahan hai?" He managed to utter through gritted teeth.

(Where will I find him?)

"Rang Mahal." Nodding his head, he slowly stands to his feet.

"Rang Mahal," Shera repeats, pushing his fisted hands into the pockets of his pants. "Ussi Mahal ko Mohsin ke khoon me rang doonga main." The corner of a mouth twitches upward wth a sinister grin.