Chapter Forty Six

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Previously -

"Haa Susheela, ha! Dekhna, tere khilaaf jaakar main apne bhatij ko dher saare sweets khilaungai!", Garima said sighing happily, already living the feeling of being an aunt.

"Tu aisa kuch nahi karegi! Mere bichare baccho ke daant bigad jaayenge!", Susheela huffed.

"Dekha? Aapne humara point khud hi prove kar diya.", Pramod showed his tongue to Susheela as he high fived Garima.

"Didi, you maa banne wali?", Puttu asked horrified.

'Ab mujhe ye bhi chupana padega. Iss nanhe baalak se ye log kya kya karwa rahe hai! Utha le re bhagwan, utha le.', Puttu thought crying.
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"Ke? Nahi!", Susheela looked at her brother weirdly.

"Toh didi jo baby hai hi nahi uske baare main aap abhi se kyu soch rahe ho?", Puttu asked pulling his own hair. He was so done with them.

"Ohh...", The three of them oh'ed and looked at eachother embarrassed, well only Susheela and Pramod looked at eachother embarrassed, Garima on the other hand was grinning from ear to ear.

"Didi, aap ne uss apshadb ka upyog kyu kiya? Kya hua tha?", Puttu asked bringing all of them on the previous topic. Susheela looked at him confused for a second or two before the realisation hit her.

"Aree! Mere gym trainer jo ki mere boxing ke coach hai unka call tha! Ek baje match hai aur unhone mujhe ek ghante pehle bulaya tha, yaani ke abhi!", Susheela said checking her watch, it was 12:15 now.

"Oh ho kuch sochna padega.", Garima said running her mind.

"Abhi kuch sochna nahi hai, main jaa rahi hu neeche. Tum sab papa ko pakad ke rakhna kyuki abhi Susheela raajdhani express banne wali hai.", Susheela said as she picked up her bag, ready to dash out of the door any second now.

"Aree dimag kawara leke jaayegi ke? Tu agar abhi bhaagi papa ke saamne se toh wo tere institute aa jaayenge aur tujhe waha pe khari khoti sunayenge. Tum baap beti ka toh roz ka hai, magar meri izzat ke baare main toh soch liya karo kabhi! Kon shadi karega mujhse? Sab toh yahi kahenge na ki wo dekho ladaku khandan ki beti Garima jaa rahi hai!", Garima huffed as she pulled her sister back.

"Toh kya kare ab?", Susheela asked anxiously chewing on her lips. Her anxiety going up by each second, just when she was about to make a run for the door again, her phone rang. It was her coach's number. Susheela took in a deep breath as she braced herself for a very long lecture.

"Hello sir.", Susheela tried to play it off cool but the silence on the other side made her immediately drop her act.

"I am so sorry sir! Main sach main ek baje tak aa jaaungi! Pakka sir!", Susheela practically begged to her sir on the call.

"Calm down Susheela, tumhara match 2 baje shuru hone wala hai.", Purab, her coach said slowly.

"Kya? 2 baje?", Susheela asked shocked. The three people in front of her asked her what was the conversation about but she didn't pay any attention to them.

"Haa. Wo kya hai na, tumhare andar punctuality naam ki koi cheez nahi hai Susheela, isiliye tumhe ek baje ka time bataya tha. Dekho, abhi ek baje tumhare match hone ki baat thi toh ab tak toh tumhe yaha hona chahiye tha, lekin tum abhi bhi ghar par hi ho na? Chalo, ab timepass karna band karo aur 2 baje se pehle aa jaana.", Purab said cutting the call.

"Hello-hello?", Susheela looked at her phone in disbelief!

"Ke hua Susheela?", Garima asked keeping a hand on her shoulder.

"Sir ne abhi bataya ki mera match 2 baje hai. Toh abhi humare pass time hi time hai.", Susheela sighed, finally she can take a breath of relief now.

"Badhiya ho gaya ye toh! Ab hum kuch accha sa soch sakte hai.", Garima said sighing as she sat comfortably on the ground.

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