Clutching the staring wheel tight, Kabir glared at the road and gritted his teeth.
"How could she be so stupid? How she even dared to involve herself with a boy when she knows what her brother will do to her if he gets to know about it?" He growled while taking a left turn making Preeta flinch.
She swallowed and shuddered at the thought. Immediately, looking at him she spoke,"She's innocent, Kabir. It happened anyhow. But she said that she didn't send him any pics. That means, he made a fool of me. Kritika would have been in so much trouble if I would have reacted on this lie. Karan would have lost his mind..."
"He would have killed her." Kabir murmured angrily. Preeta gulped while looking away at the window. There was a thick silence in the car for two whole minutes. But suddenly, Kabir's voice reached her ears.
"That boy being Malhotra's cousin, is making it worst. I am so going to rip him apart. You said, he is of same age as yours. I have a feeling, that Prithvi is also involved in this..." Preeta's breath caught in her lungs but she maintained her calmness in front of the angry man.
"But seriously, what hit that girl's mind? I mean, how could she be angry on you in this thing? You are helping her, alright..."
Preeta looked at him sadly and leaned on her seat. "She just took it on her character. I was just confirming it, wanted to help her only..."
"... Instead, she blamed it on you. What if she denied because she was ashamed? What if the pics had been exchanged already?" Preeta gulped and shook her head with wide eyes.
"Don't say that, please. Pawan wouldn't have pointed it out on me. She wouldn't have been so offended. I think it was Pawan's way to let all the knowledge go to Karan's mind. He doesn't know anything and it would hurt him so much that behind his back, his sister had been blackmailed, his wife had been threatened..."
Kabir sighed and glanced at Preeta in restlessness. "But you should not hide anything from him. Even if its about his sister. He gets worried but its his duty to get worried."
"No. I think we could end this without telling him. Please. He has already been so angry to me because of that day. Not anymore. Now, we just need to save Kritika from this trap." She pleaded while Kabir nodded in understanding. Taking the last turn, he halted the car in front of a coffee shop. He glanced at her for agreement.
Preeta nodded when he looked at her. "Yes, this is the cafe. Mohan uncle had confirmed that he had received her from here some minutes ago."
With a sigh, Kabir got out of the car and waited for his best friend's wife. She was scared, for Kritika. He shook his head while cursing his best friend. That lucky jerk got such an innocent wife for someone so reckless like him.
But Kabir was happy for his best friend. Karan had took so much efforts to win her heart and now, Preeta was worried about his family. There was nothing satisfactory than this.
She had grown fond of his family, his parents, his sister and that's why she was ready to even risk her husband's trust.
"Kabir, there he is." Preeta whispered while pointing at a group of boys who were standing at the corner, outside the shop. They had bear cans in hand, and were laughing around.
"Which one?" Kabir observed each one of the five boys.
Preeta nervously swallowed when the last meeting with Pawan replayed in her mind. She slowly replied,"The one in white tee. He is the only one speaking."
Kabir's jaws clenched while he readied his fist for attack. "Tell me, if he's the one who touched Kritika. I had been watching her growing since she was an infant. I just can't handle anym..." Preeta held his arm immediately with a frown on her face.
