I DON'T LOVE HER

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Cheetosh came down from the dance floor and they all gathered together.
"Chalein?" Haseena asked them.

Santosh's gaze fell upon Karishma who was holding her head, "madam? Aap thik hain na?" Her words drove everyone's attention towards Karishma.

"Kya hua?" Pushpa Singh asked.

"Pata nahi, hamara sar kaahe dard ho raha hai" Karishma said scrunching her eyes.

"Koi baat nahi, ab ghar hi jaana hai, chaliye" Haseena said to her and Karishma nodded.

Karishma was having difficulty in walking. Holding Santosh's arm she came out of the club but found that it was raining heavily.

"Are baap re...itni tez baarish" Santosh said.

"Baarish!!" Karishma muttered as her eyes shone. All were standing under the shade of the club but Karishma left Santosh hand and ran to the road. Standing in the middle of the street, she spread her arms and closed her eyes to feel the cold droplets melting into her skin.

"Karishma Singh..." Haseena called her and Karishma opened her eyes.

"Maddam sirrr!! Yahan...aaiye..." Her voice was shaky which made Haseena confuse.

"Karishma Singh aap kya kar rahi hain, beemar ho jayengi...idhar aaiye!" She said loudly.

"Maddam sir yahan aaiye...humko dance karna hai...aaiye...na.." Karishma shouted.

"Ye kya zidd hai!" Haseena said but Karishma was too lost to listen. She was embracing the rain drops, spreading her arms. Haseena was first glaring at her in confusion that what the hell has gotten into her but soon she'd realize that something is wrong.

"Pushpa Ji, inko pila di hai kya aapne?" She asked to Pushpa ji who too was watching Karishma worriedly.

"Nahi toh...," She replied but her brain recalled something and she gulped hard, "humne toh inko bas paani dia tha... Ab inko paani bhi chadh gaya toh hum kya karein" she said with her overacting and everybody else smacked their heads.

"Santosh Sharma, umbrella hai?" Haseena asked.

"Nahi maddam sir, ye toh cheetah hai" she replied.

"Uff Santu ji, ye Masumiyat" Cheetah praised her.

"Santu, car mein umbrella hai?" Haseena asked again.
"Haan vo toh hai" Santu answered.

"Thik hai, aap sab chaliye car mein baithiye, hum Karishma Ji ko lekar aate hain" She said as she removed her jacket, handed it over to Santosh and moved towards Karishma...but not before taking the umbrella out from the car. While the others settled inside.

"Karishma Singh," Haseena pulled her through her upper arm, under the umbrella. Karishma directly landed on her chest and raised her head.

"Maddam sir" she mumbled with an enlarged smile, "hum baarish mein bheegenge! Kitna maza aa raha hai..." She stumbled a little but Haseena held her, "Aap hamare... saath... dance karengi?" She asked in a childish tone, closing her eyes for a second.

"Ji Nahi!" Haseena said strictly, "humein beemar padne ka koi shauk nahi hai! Chup karke chaliye aur car mein baithiye"

Haseena's words hurted poor and high Karishma. She lowered her head and her lips turned into a pout. The next second, she sat down on the street crossing her legs and arms angrily. Haseena looked at her confused and bends down with the umbrella.

"Kya hua... boliye" She asked after taking a deep sigh.

"Dance karengi...to ghar jayenge... varna...yahan par hi...baithe rahenge...bas!" Karishma put forth her condition.

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