Irresistible

34. Jealousy-A Nasty emotion II

"Haseena" Karishma called out running behind her. Haseena didn't pay any heed and kept walking away from Karishma. They were now outside the restaurant and Haseena felt a tug on her hand. Sahil was no where to be seen. 

"Ms. Singh jaane dijiye humme hum aakhri baar keh rahe hai." Haseena said.

"Par humne kuch-" Karishma started speaking but stopped when she felt Haseena's palm meeting with her cheek slapping her before the crowded market.

Haseena looked at her arm which she thought was held by Karishma but it was not Karishma's hand that had held her it was Sahil who had tried to stop her from leaving but she had misunderstood the situation and reacted before Karishma could explain herself. 

Karishma looked at Haseena meeting her eyes. Her eyes were red with ferocity and already had unshed tears. She had her hands fisted in anger.

"Haseena yeh koun hai?" Sahil asked. Haseena looked at Sahil with a 'please shut up' kind of expression but he didn't get her.

"Excuse me madam, she clearly is not comfortable with you here. Toh tum jao yahaan se. Na jaane kahaan se aah jaate hai yeh aashiq types." He blabbered. Karishma glared at him and he covered back.

"Ms. Singh-" Haseena tried to talk to Karishma but she stormed off the place in anger on her bike. She didn't bother to wear her helmet and before Haseena could stop she was out of the market.

..

Karishma entered the mansion and the preparations were going on full swing and it was almost done. It was already evening and Karishma realised that she had been wandering mindlessly on her bike for more than two hours.

"Karishma sab aate hi hongey tum bhi ready ho jao na." Someone shouted

"Ji ji abhi jaate hai." Karishma left to get ready when Dadi ma came opposite her from nowhere.

"Arrey tumhara moohn aisa utra hua kyun hai? Subah toh khush thi tum? Aur yeh kya hai." She turned Karishma's face to the right looking at the pinkish mark of the three fingers on her cheek. It was warm there as if the sting of the slap was still there.

"Kuch nahi hai dadi humme late ho raha hai." Karishma said and left.

Yeh kiski himmat hui Karishma Singh ko haat lagane ki..

By the time the guests started coming Karishma had changed into a coat and a pair of clean jeans. The guard was frisking the guests in the entrance in spite of metal detectors.

Karishma replaced him so that she could allow those from the crime department along with arms. Nothing but some hand guns. She quietly switched off the detectors.

She stood there directing people to enter through the entrance when a familiar person caught her eye. She was clad in a green silk saree, perfectly hugging her curves as if it was honoured to be worn by that particular person. The green saree was the one Karishma had given to her for her completing 2 years in MPT. She let the saree flow in a single fleet making her look magical nonetheless.

She was accompanied by Santosh Sharma.

Karishma gaped for a couple of seconds but averted her gaze because of the spectators. She stood opposite Haseena checking her and as her hand neared her thigh Karishma felt the outline of a handgun secured by a thigh holster. Karishma momentarily forgot the slap that she'd received from Haseena this afternoon and raised her eyebrow at Haseena questioning her like Seriously? But then turned away not waiting to see how Haseena reacted.

Exercising the highest degree of self control she counted till 10. Haseena walked inside very much aware of the effect she had on Karishma.

She waited for a few seconds for Santosh to join her.