Khwabfaroshi.

Sumedh's fear

Mallika:
Sumedhhh!
She ran towards him. He was panting. She made him sit of sofa. She wasnt able to think what to do.
Sumedh:
Tum kar kya rahi thi yaha??
Mallika:
Aree bhukkk lag gai thi!! Jo rice baacha tha uska shezwaan rice bana rahi thi yaar! Aur raat mein akele darr lagta hai toh gaane sun liye! Tum kyun aaye neeche!
Sumedh:
Tum mili nahi na. Mujhe bhi darr lagta hai akele!
Mallika:
Chup! Koi darr nahi lagta tumhe! Kyun aaye neeche?
Sumedh: in mind
(Darr gaya tha ki kahin tum mujhe phirse chod kar toh nahi challi gai. Par tumhari chinta dekh kar samajh aagya ki mere theek hone takk toh tum kahin nahi jaaogi)
Mallika:
Theek hai matt batao. Par ab tumhe wapas upar kaise le jau...aur khoon aayegaya.
Sumedh:
Chalo uppar...itna dard nahi ho raha.
Mallika:
Pakka?
Sumedh:
Yeahh..
He with her support went up and sat on bed. She took his leg on her lap.
Mallika:
Ho raha hai na dard?
Sumedh:
Hmm...matlab thoda thoda.
Mallika:
Kyun utpataan harkate karte ho? Kitna khoon aa raha hai! Blood donation camp bithalo na agar khoon se pyaar nahi hai toh!
Sumedh:
Accha sorry baba..sorry okk..ab daatna band karo yarr...bohot daatti ho tum.
Mallika:
Tum n--
Sumedh:
Sorryy sorryy sorry okk
Mallika:
Hmm.
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