The night turned to morning with weary feelings.
"Haseena darwaza kholiye please", he said knocking once again. Hoping that she has slept, he opened the room with his master key.
"Haseena...",he sighed, seeing her sleep. She was in an uncomfortable position. He went near her slipping his hand below her face. He lowered his face upon hers touching their foreheads. Feeling his breath and touch her eyes fluttered open, only to feel the sharp pain in her back. She sat holding his hand.
"I am sorry Haseena...aap chahe humme thappad laga dijye lekin aise mat kare", he slowly whispered nudging her ear with his nose. She didn't say anything but passed him a sarcastic smile.
"Kya kare hum bataiye? Yaha aap or humara bacha dono humme itna pareshaan kar rahe hai...humari peeth bahout dard kar rahi hai" she exhaled deeply. "Naraz bhi kaise ho hum apse...lekin bahout dard diya hai aapne humme is baar"
Her eyes shone with tears and so was his. She didn't even feel like talking to him...but her physical pain did not allow her. It was for the baby...just their child.
Giving up easily on talking to her he got up silently and rummaged through her medical kit picking up a pain relief gel.
She faced the wall, the other room they had decorated for their baby in her first month only, they painted it on their own and 5 months later, it's all opposite.
"Why don't good things come to us in simple ways?", She murmured. He had no answers. He wanted to cry out loudly at the moment and listen to his wife, taking all her worries but he had work back office, for all that he had started and planned this, and for the end, the last one in his cop service.
Haseena took off her top half-way and he massaged her slowly easing the cramps. Tears she held flew down in name of the physical pain. In reality it was her heart that was aching to complain to her husband endlessly. To hug him, to ease out his guilt and pain and fly away from this place, she is starting to hate, not their home but the city...
"Araam karengi abhi? Aapke liye khuch khane ko laaye?"
"Humme nahi khana", she spoke out instantly but the baby kicked. She smiled keeping a hand over belly. "Thode der me kha lenge."
"Dhyan rakhna apna", he bends to kiss her head but she moved backwards denying him that right. "Apne khabri ko humpe nazar rakhne se mana kijye. Hum nahi jayenge Ghar se bahar. Uspe bhi bharosa nahi rakhte hum"
He didn't argue. He was his most trusted man, that Haseena too knew but it was her anger.
"Tara ko phone karke bol denge hum. Dusre ghar me kaam se pehle aapke liye khana bana jayegi"
"Hmm"
"Suniye", she called him and he hoped for something good. "Us Makkar ko aap nahi chudwa sakte ye jaan lijye"
Only duty? Only as cop? Won't she wish her husband some good luck or at least hold his hand to ooze out the heaviness of his throat and heart? Giving a small glance to her he left. He wanted to kiss and cradle her belly...but he left...
"Jitna dard tumhare baba ko ho raha hai na baby usse zyada humme ho rahe hai unhe yu jaane Dene se. Tumhe pata hai woh apna sara gussa kaha nikalenge?", she smiled bitterly. "Tumhara toh special connection hoga na bhagwaan se? Tum hi sab sahi kardo"
Her trance was broken by someone on their door. It was Tara, their maid.
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"Anubhav! Anubhav, just stop it", Sharad shouted, to him now jumping in between. He raised the punch again but stopped seeing him. Leaving a frustrated sigh, he threw the boxing gloves he had worn, beating the death out of the boxing bag.
Sharad slowly approached, his eyes closing at the sight of his bruised knuckles. "Ye sab kya kar raha hai tu?"
"Khuch kar hi toh nahi pa rahe hai sahi se hum, Sharad", he answered harshly wrapping bandage on his left hand.
"Kitna socha tha Shaadi ke time Haseena ko safe rakhenge, woh nahi ho paya humse"
"Anubhav"
"Woh sala Danny sahi kehta tha, nahi sambhalegi humse ye naukri or shaadi saath me" His eyes became wet again thinking of their happy-cute moments in her pregnancy.
Sharad immediately dropped the cover of agents and hugged him. Tightly. He could hear his silent cry. He was his best friend but still he could count on fingers he became this expressive, that he cried. He could barely remember such instances.
"Kaise manayege hum Haseena ko? Kaise sab theek kare?"
"Tu Haseena ka gussa janta hai na Anu? Dekhna do din baad khud tujhe raat ko jagaa ke khaana mangegi. Samhegi woh sab, tujhse itna pyaar jo karti hai You have to buckle up, to handle the bastard, Makkar." Sharad patted his back with words of encouragement.
In the IB room,
"Hitesh ke link ke bad this case is over, jo next date hai, us din he will be sentenced for life and shifted to central jail. Us prision van me mai or Anubhav along with 3 other constables and a SHO honge", Jennifer said and moved in front of the city map. She glanced at Anubhav, he seemed lost. Her eyes moved to Sharad. She cleared her throat and continued.
"We can take up this route. And plan a fake accident. Our team B having Avni, Sharad and Neil with other officers will take Makkar with them into our custody. The only thing remaining is to get a way with the other 4 officers from the police department"
"Anubhav...Are you listening?"
"Yes...Neil you will handle those 4 officers. And after accident we will be hiding in the nearby jungle. Raat ko hum apne IB base jayenge" He says without making any eyecontact. Jennifer sighs.
"Dismiss. And Avni make sure no one can tap our phones. Hum bhi ek dusre ka nahin" He smiled slowly at his wife's intelligent mind.
Jennifer sat beside him trying to talk but Sharad suggested otherwise, given the sour equation they shared for now.
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At an unknown enclosed space,
Woman- Anubhav or Haseena me communication kharab ho gayi hai. Anubhav is all busy with Makkar. Our fake card (the lady smirked)
Kal Mai Haseena ko hostage banungi...ussi ke ghar pe, demanding Anubhav to reach that place where you will trap him. And remember mai tumhe paise usse marne ke liye nahi torcher karne ke liye de rahi hu.
(She instructs this to a contract killer, Rajat.)
Rajat- Anubhav Singh ko kafi time se jaanta hoon. Strange he didn't recognise you
Woman- (clenching her wrists) kitni baar kaha hai tumhe, don't try to know my past. Half of your payment is ready...take it and leave.
Rajat looks hurt on his male ego but the money in front, tempts him letting him swallow the insult.
Hearing the door close she picks up two photographs of Anubhav and Haseena and tears them apart.
"Your game over now", she smirked.
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"Haseena meri baat toh sun", Sharad tried to calm her down from the other side on call.
"Kyu samjhe hum humesha Sharad. Kyu woh apna dar side me rakh ke humme involve nahi kar sakte? Kyu woh humse cheeze share nahi karte? Jo unhe dar hai woh humme bhi toh hai! Kitna pyaar karte hai hum unse, sirf unhi se pyaar karte hai...humari bhi family nahi hai lekin humesha critical situations me yahi karte hai, apni safety or humare relationship ko stake pe rakhte hai. Unke paas tum ho Sharad, aisi situations me tum bhi sirf unhi ki side lete ho. Humare bhi dost hai Sharad lekin koi aisa nahi hai, itna close nahi jis se apni relationship pe discuss kare...ghutan hoti hai humme", she yelled out at him. Sharad looked at his phone screen emotionally as she hanged the call.
Upcoming- Haseena Held Hostage.
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Mere Liye Tum Kaafi Ho (Part-2)
Mystery / Thriller"I am pregnant Anu", Haseena spoke with little bead like tears in the corner of her eyes. The last few months of their life had been a tussle. It was definitely unplanned. "Haseena...", He couldn't control his happiness, excitement, fear and a mill...
