Ek Ajnabee Haseena

chapter 18

An assembly of people dressed in white had covered the entire room. A dead body lying in front of a photo, of a man who looked exactly like Rajveer. Tarika, was in tears, as she couldn't bare the pain this unwanted grief had inflicted upon her.

"behen ji sambhaliye apne aapko..." confronted a lady, to what appeared to be a very old lady, as tarika looked over to her.

"aman hi kyun, mera beta hi kyun...." responded tarika's mother-in-law, as tarika couldn't help but feel the same plight.

"haan, ab yeh saale truck driver maante kahan hai, chada dete hain gaadi nashe mein...." remarked the lady consoling her.

"keedein padenge haraamzade ko!" she exclaimed, bursting in tears, as the lady continued to console her.

Tarika only cried more, looking at her mother-in-law, the pain had seeped into their hearts completely, breaking it more and more everyday

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Ishita was staring at the wall in front of her eyes, it seemed to have been eaten away by the seepage. The cracked paint, seemed to make this sort of looking like a human being's. Suddenly, a hand came in front of her, with a pill on it.

"lele.." stated a nurse, as ishita gulped it down with water, and the nurse walked to the patient on the next bed.

"toh, kya kiya tha tumne?" asked the girl beside her bed, the only person who had talked to her, ever since she got here.

"ek galti.." replied ishita, as she got more curious to know.

"maine socha tha ki main ubhar jaon ki apne maa ki maut ke sadme se..." retorted ishita, confusing her, as she just kept on staring at ishita.

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Purvi, walked to the kitchen, while tying her bun, still yawning after ten minutes of waking up. Suddenly, she saw utensils already in the cinq, and when she looked over at the dinning table in front of the kitchen, she found ajay, standing by there, signalling to a breakfast tray in front of her.

Purvi sat there angrily, still glaring at him.

"woh, main sorry kehna chahta tha, main bhi bas kisiki baaton mein aa gaya...i'm so sorry yaar purvi, i just love you so much, and main nahi chahta, tum naraaz ho, iss tarah, mujhse...." stated ajay.

Purvi, just ate the heart shaped, bread-jam.

"yeh tum teesre baar kar rahe ho mujhe manane ke liye...you better think of something, if u are really sorry..." warned purvi, pointing her finger at him, as he chuckled.

"arre haina, anniversary....agle hafte...tab do surprise?" suggested ajay, as purvi nodded in agreement.

"khaane le jaana hona, saste mein nahi manungi..." remarked purvi, as ajay chuckled.

"ok..." responded ajay.

"acha, ab chalo, uthak baithak karo, kaan pakad kar..." commanded purvi, as ajay signalled at her with a look confirming if she was serious, and when she nodded in agreement, he had no option but to comply.

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Vikram, took a long, deep breath, as he opened his mouth to ask the next question.

"toh rajveer bilkul tumhare pehle husband jaisa lagta tha?" he confirmed, as tarika nodded in agreement.

"woh choti-choti baaton se yaad dilate tha mujhe uski....jab woh office mein naya aaya, aur usse mere husband ke baarein mein pata chala, he offered me real condolnsces...and usne kaha ki mujhe kabhi kisi se baat karni ho, toh woh hai...main, kaise na pyaar maanti usse?" questioned tarika.

"woh pyaar tha na?" asked tarika again, as vikram didn't respond.

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Author's note: hey guys, so firstly, you would have noticed story has a different cover and title, because well, i think it's more fitting with where the story's going. also, i want to know ki out of all of my stories, you have read, and this one being the exception, which story's sequel would you like the most, please tell me down in the comments below. thanks for all the cooperation and support, appreciate it.