Hello hope you all are doing well. I got engrossed in reading other ffs so much that I forgot write my own. Here it goes. The first but unofficial date.
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HM asks for keys, KS hands it over along with helmet. KS takes a seat behind HM, for the first time in her life she's on backseat of her own bike. She never ever let anyone ride her bike but today she wanted to have that experience.
KS: ab to bata dijiye ki hum ja kahan rahe hai
HM: Sabr kare, sabr ka fal meetha hota hai aur hume pata hai aap ko meetha bhot pasand hai.
KS looks at her surprisingly.
KS: Aapko kaise pata?
HM: Hai humare sources.
KS: Ahh Santu..
They both laugh. KS checks her pockets for headphones, there are two, as she dreamt she got the headphone splitter but now she is feeling hesitant to offer that to HM. She puts it back in her pocket. They are driving through city, it's early morning so the roads are quite empty. Thy people are starting opening shutters of the shops, some street food stalls are opening. It feels blissful to see the city in slow motion, they both thought. They reach market area and as they are passing they hear some people are shouting. They both look at each other and decide to check it out. They reach the place from where the noises were coming, 2 group of men were fighting. They get doen, HM shows her ID and asks what is happening.
1st man: Madam aap isme mat padiye, aurato se na ho payega kuch.
KS is furious after hearing this and charges towards him but HM stops her and nods.
HM: Dekhiye agar aap nahi chahte ki hum aap sab ko andar kare aur phir baat kare to achha hoga hum yahi baat krke msla samjh lete hai.
Man 2: Dekhiye madam ye humare apas ki baat hai, koi complain nahi kr raha aap nikliye yaha se.
And they ignore both of them and start hitting each other. KS had had enough, she takes out her gun and shouts.
KS: Ama chuuuuppp. Agar kisine awaj bhi ki ek ek ko yahi dher kr denge. Aur tum phir ek bar agar MS ke sath unchi awaj me baat ki to aisa haal krenge ki muh se awaj nikalne ke kabil nahi rahoge samjhe?
HM is looking at her in awe.
KS: Kaun hai tumhara mukhiya? dono taraf se eke ek jan aage aao aur batao kya hua hai.
Man 3: Dekhiye madam ye adami jan bujh ke humari dukan ke samne kachra dalta hai.
Man 4: Meine aisa kuch bhi nahi kiya hai madam. Ise meri tarakki se jalan hai isliye ye bahane dhundhta hai jhagda krne ke.
Some men back the man 4 and some man 3. HM understands that it's just fight of male egos and nothing major has happened here.
HM: Thik hai hum samjh rahe hai kya hua hai. Ek kam krte hai, aaj ka din jane dete hai. Aap sab shant ho jaiye, hum kal subah phir dekhte hai ki koi kachra fenkta hai kya, agar haan to hum use arrest kr lenge. Thik hai?
Man 5: Aap log hoti kaun hai bich me bolne wali and he throws a stone towards HM, KS swiftly catches it and about to throw it back to him when HM holds her hand.
HM: Hume ye nahi krna tha lekin ab aapko police officer ko marne ki koshish krne ke jurm me hume girftar krna pdega.
She calls 2 constables from nearlby thana and asks them to bring them to MPT. She calls cheeta to keep an eye on them.
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