Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Forty Five

Previously -

"Ha ha papa....", Garima trailed off, a sullen look on her face. Now that this plan had failed terribly, how was she going to send her sister to her match? She just hoped that Susheela hadn't run away on her saying or else she would have to bang her head against the wall while explaining the whole situation to her father who would then throw her sister and herself out of the house, forever.

"Chal beta, ghar chalte hai. Humein jhajjar bhi nikalna hai na? Gaadiya bhi aa gayi hongi. Chal.", Dharampal said taking his daughter's hand in his as he guided them towards their house. Garima was holding Susheela's worn out boxing gloves and hockey stick, she could only imagine her sister's 'I told you so' face.
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Susheela and Pramod were done eating their brunch. Pramod looked at the time and it was sharp twelve now.

"Chaliye Susheela ji. Ab tak Garima ka koi message nahi aaya matlab jarur Dharampal ji ki kidnapping successful ho gayi hogi. Aur ab toh twelve bhi baj gaye hai, gaadiya bhi aati hi hongi. Yahi mouka hai nikalne ka. Chaliye!", Pramod said putting her duffle bag over his shoulder as he caught her hand in his, forcing her to get up from her comfortable spot on her bed.

"Aree yaar chotta haddi main keh rahi hu na ki ye plan kaam nahi karega-", Susheela tried to sit back down but he just forced her up again.

"Mujhe kuch nahi sunna hai, chaliye!", Pramod said dragging her out of the room. Susheela scowled as she still felt that any of this wasn't going to work.

Both reached down hand in hand, Chanchal and Kusum looked up from where they were sitting and urged the two to get out of the house as soon as possible. The four then walked towards the entrance of the house, as soon as they opened the door to get out, they saw an anxious looking Garima and a surprised Dharampal who's hand was in the air about to ring the doorbell.

Just then from the back, Puttu came whistling. As soon as he saw that Dharampal had returned with his elder sister and his younger sister was still stuck inside the house, he backed away silently. He went far away from their house and dialled the driver's number who was set come at sharp twelve.

"Hello?", The driver on the other end spoke.

"Bhaiya aapko na ab 1 baje aana hai.", Puttu said coming directly to the point.

"1 baje? Lekin thodi der pehele toh aapne kaha ki 12 baje aana hai?", The driver asked confused.

"Lekin ab 1 baje aana hai bhaiya. Aap 1 baje aa rahe ho yaa main kisi aur ko bula lu?", Puttu had no other option but to threaten the guy.

"Nahi nahi sahab. Main aata hu na 1 baje.", The driver had no choice but to wait till one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Thil hai shukriya.", Puttu said as he quickly cut the call. Puttu didn't have to call the other car driver because he was already told to come at twelve thirty. So now his elder sister had half an hour left to run her mind and send their sister.

Here on the other hand, Pramod was frozen in his place. Susheela had a taunting smile on her face as she mind talked with her sister.

'Dekh liya behen? Mil gayi shanti? Bola tha na ye bohot hi bakwas idea hai!', Susheela said frowning.

'Ha ha pata hai mujhe mera ek plan fail hua hai. Magar main kuch na kuch soch hi lungi.', Garima rolled her eyes at her obnoxious sister.

"Aree doctor sahab, aap aur Susheela kahi bahar jaa rahe the ke?", Dharampal asked eyeing the duffle bag on his shoulder and Susheela and Pramod's entwined hands.

"Wo papa darasal Pramod ko aapki aur Garima ki tension ho rahi thi isiliye hum aapko dhoondne aa rahe the.", Susheela said taking a few steps back and pulling Pramod with her to give some space for her father and sister to come in.