Innocence at it's worst! ~ Nikhil the smart dumbo OS

Nikhil- The Smart Dumbo!

NOTE: No Abhay incident took place at this time so like Koel's first husband is Faizi only. 

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Nikhil giggled seeing the diwali crackers in his hands. "Pichli baar pancake uncle ne mujhe trick karke zabardasti dhoodh pilaya tha na, ab main unko daraonga. Yeh crackers unke cupboard main honge ab!", he said to himself and excitedly entered MoRan's bedroom. 

Nikhil, Koel, Faizi, Karan, Monami, Baby, Bhabhi, Sid and Sanju had planned a stay at MoRan's home for the diwali break. The cadets being cadets tagged themselves along too. 

Nikhil was about to keep the crackers in the cupboard when he heard some sounds. He heard a woman giggling while a man chuckled after her. By now he was efficient enough to recognise the voices. He quickly hid behind the cupboard in the empty space available. He heard the room lock. 

"Yeh chachu chachi ne room lock kyun kiya?", he thought to himself. He heard some muffled voices which he couldn't make out clearly as the cupboard was blocking the voices till some extent. He heard a thud against the bed. 

"Koi bed par gir gaya kya?", he thought and waited thinking that after a while they'd leave and he would silently place the automated crackers and leave, waiting for the magic to happen. 

He heard a woman's voice, moaning. Well, the smart eight year old boy he was, he had no idea what was happening. "Is chachi is pain or what? Zyada lag gayi kya bed par girne se?", he thought to himself. He wanted to get out and check but then he knew that it would ruin his plan, also he knew that his pancake uncle was there for his chachi so he sat back. 

He soon heard curtains closing as well. His eyebrows knitted in confusion he sat back, waiting. "Karan, please-", he heard Monami's muffled breathless voice. His eyes widened, "Is chachi okay? Is chachu not helping her after she fell on the bed?", he thought. 

But then he heard- the sound of a belt unbuckling. 

He gulped, for him, and his 'smart brain', this sound meant one and only one thing- Domestic Violence. He still waited keeping some faith in Karan. But then he heard Monami screaming. His face twisted in pain, "Main papa mumma ko bataoonga.", he thought. He saw a small window opening just a few meters away from where he hid. He knew that now his chachu and chachi wouldn't notice. He quickly unlatched the door and jumped out to the garden and ran to tell his parents. 

He reached their room but found it empty. He saw a note which said- "Mendak, main aur tumhare dodo papa 2 ghante main aa jayenge. Urgent kaam aa gaya tha, pata nahi toh ghar ke kis kone mein kood rahe ho par ana tumhein idhar hi hai. Toh ab mujhe aur Faizi ko mat dhoodna aur chachu chachi ko pareshan mat karna. Baby ke saath khel lo agar zyada hi bore ho gaye ho toh.

- Koel"

"Offo, mendaki, wrong timing!", he muttered and turned around to see Sid smiling. "Kis cheez ki wrong timing froggy bro?", he asked while Nikhil contemplated whether he should tell him or not. 

"Nahi, mumma papa ko hi pehle batata hoon, kya pata yeh bhi chachu jaise nikle toh?"

"Nahi yaar, yeh toh acche bro hai na, sab inko kitna praise karte hain."

"Toh chahcu bhi toh sabke hero hain, dekho kitne bade villain nikle, huh!"

"Kya huya bro? Kidhar kho gaye?:, Sid asked shaking Nikhil out of his thoughts. "No bro- woh mujhe juice pina hai. Apple juice.", he said while Sid smiled, "Toh chalo aao, main pilata hoon."

"Abhi jab tak mumma papa nahi aate tab tak main kuch nahi bolta kisi se.", Nikhil thought to himself and waited. 

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