Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Forty

Previously -

"Aap sach main thik ho na?", Pramod asked worried.

"Ek mukka maar ke dikhau?", Susheela asked irritated as she waited for the thermometer to come out of her damn mouth. After a few seconds, the thermometer dinged. Garima opened Susheela's mouth forcefully and gave a sheepish smile when Susheela glared at her.

"Main apna muh khol sakti hu!", Susheela said irritated.

"Kitna aaya hai?", Pramod asked taking the device in his own hands.

"100° hai. Thoda kam hai pehle se, chalo accha hai.", Pramod and Garima both left a sigh of relief as they saw the temperature go down.
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"Jijaji aap yahi rukho Susheela ke saath. Main Avinash ke saath milkar papa ko kidnap karne jaa rahi hu.", Garima said taking a deep breath, to calm her racing heart.

Garima went towards her bed and removed a thick rope and duck tape that was kept safely under the mattress. Parmod's eyes bulged out of their sockets, as he saw Garima's evil grin.

"Aapke pass kidnapping ka samaan pehele se hai?", Pramod asked scared for his own life.

"Haa, kabhi mouka naa mila magar aaj mil raha hai.", Garima said smelling the rope like an obsessive psychopath.

"Aapko kidnapping ka shauk hai?", Pramod asked backing away as Susheela tried to hold back her smile.

"Nahi Jijaji, lekin agar kisine mujhe irritate kiya toh uska toh band bajana badega na?", Garima said, unaware of the fact that Pramod was getting scared by her words.

"Tum chinta mat karo, Garima tumhe apna jijaji ghoshit kar chuki hai. Wo tumhe hurt kabhi nahi karegi, lekin mera koi bharosa nahi hai ha.", Susheela whispered in his ears from behind him, scaring the living day lights out of him.

"Aap dono bohot hi darawne ho.", Pramod said shuddering.

"Aap ab bas Susheela ko bhagane ke liye ready rahiye. Main aapko call karungi.", Garima said smiling sweetly at him, Pramod smiled back nervously at her.

"Ha...", Pramod said giving her a forced smile.

"Oh ho! Main toh bhool hi gayi. Subah subha hi gayi thi tere liye ye ticket laane. Mujhe raat ke nine o'clock ki hi ticket mili hai behne. Tu tab tak manage kar legi na?", Garima asked handing her sister a bus ticket.

"Haa manage kar lungi. Par tujhe ticket lene ki jarurat nahi thi behen, tu already kitna kuch kar rahi hai.", Susheela said looking down at the ticket in her hands with guilt.

"Naa dimag kawara leke jaayegi ke? Hum twins hai, jo tera problem wo mera problem aur jo mera problem wo tera. Hum dono aaj tak apne gifts, kapde, khushiyan, books, scool uniform, exam papers aur toh aur apne class roll numbers bhi share karte aaye hai. Toh tujhe kaha se lag gaya ki hum problems share naa kar sakte? Aur waise bhi, mujhe already bohot bura lag raha hai ki main teri match naa dekh sakti.", Garima said hugging her sister tightly. Susheela sighed happily in her sister's arms as she hugged her back.

"Aur dekh, aaj main naa aa sakti toh kya hua? Tere final match ke din main papaji se ladai jhagda karke aaungi tere match ke liye, thik hai?", Garima said breaking the hug. Susheela nodded at her with understanding.

"Waise toh tujhe kuch batane ki jarurat naa hai, tu accha hi khelegi. Magar dhyan rakhna apna thik hai? Match ke results jaise hi announce ho, mujhe call kar dena. Khana time se khana aur apna dyan rakhna. Dekh tu raat ko akeli aane wali hai toh please thoda sa safety maintain karke rakhna.", Garima said wiping Susheela's sweat clad forehead with her dupatta, as she instructed her younger sister about the do's and don'ts.