YALGAAR || A SaimanSays and CarryMinati Love Story || 16+

The Closet

[ Author's Note : Hello! Sorry for being inactive I was going through life stuff. Here is another chapter. I'll try to upload more. Thank you for being patient ]

"Sorry Minati, but this was tatti!!! Sorry Minati but this.....was tatti?" Carry was furious the whole time he watched Saiman's new video about him. A disstrack Carry made on PewDiePie. Carry ne apna puri gand ki shakti se is diss ko banaya just that some rainbow chaap Individual can roast him? To be honest, his criticism was lame. He only made it for his fans even though he felt differently, just like PewDiePie made a disstrack even though he felt differently. It was supposed to be taken lightly and he also attacked racism against Indians. Saiman is just dumb. A poopiepie simp.

"Mohit!! Sun Mohit" Carry called for his slave, Mohit, who lived 24/7 in Carry's closet with no pay. "Ji Maharaaj! Kaise seva kar sakta hu apki?" Mohit came running and fell on the floor. "Pehele to ja Ganga mei dubki maar ke aa pure room ko sandaas bana diya" Carry covered his nose, Mohit stunk like shit. Pata nahi kitne din se behen ke lode ne water bodies se social distancing ki hai.

"Maaf kariyega but I had a lot of shit to do, no pun intended. Mei dur khada ho jata hu please you proceed" Mohit requested his maalik as he bowed to be excused this time while scratching his nitambh. This dude has no sense of etiquettes. "Abe kya kar raha hai? Gaand khujana band kar aur ye bata ki Saiman Says ke baare mei kya pata hai tujhe?"

"Kiu? Usse kya dikkat hai apko?" Mohit spoke up immediately. He never talked in such a tone towards Carry. "Ye kaisa answer hai? Personally janta hai kya tu usko?" Carry was taken aback by Mohit's whole change of demeanor. There is something more to it. Carry need to probe more. "Nahi nahi. Mujhe nahi pata" Mohit clarified giving Maharaj carry a weak ass smile. "That is quite sus my slave" Carry raised his eyebrows, giving him a stern look. "Sach sach bata nahi to tujhe footpath pe chor dunga" Carry raised his another eyebrow, trying to look more intimidating but he looked constipated which made Mohit laugh a little but he didn't let it reflect on his face. Mohit needs to come clean about this. Keeping secrets is not the way to go.

"Actually... Me and Saiman's assistant Timothy... Umm ... We are in an intense sexual relationship" Mohit blushed as he came out of the closet. It felt good and empowering. "Waah! Puri duniya pela peli kar rahi hai except me" Carry fake laughed. "To ap bhi kar lo na...with Rupali madam" Mohit teased Carry, but it was a wrong move. "Chup kar tu! Meri personal life mei mat ghus!" Carry threatened Mohit for crossing his line. He must know his place. "Sorry Maharaj. I thought we were sharing" Mohit became sad which made Carry guilty but he won't apologize cuz Mohit is a slave and slaves deserve this.

"Tu.... Saiman ko to janta hi hoga na personally? Carry asked as he sat on his cool youtuber chair. "Hanji. I know everything about him. What do you want to know?" Mohit jumped in excitement.
"EVERYTHING" Carry commanded as he raised both of his eyebrows looking constipated again.