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"Where will you go now?" the man who grabbed Shubhra's arm sneered, his tone menacing.
He yanked her forward, making her stand in front of him. The commotion woke up Rudra, who began crying and struggling to free himself from the man's grip.
Shubhra turned to face her captor, a man in his mid-thirties, dressed in all black, with a physique reminiscent of a bodyguard.
Three more men, similarly dressed and with trimmed hair, stood beside him.
One of them snatched Rudra from Shubhra's arms, causing her to startle.
Rudra, now fully awake, pushed against the man and cried out,
"Choro mujhe!" she pleaded, her voice shaking with fear. "Choro!" she cried again, desperate. "Chor do mujhe, mujhe meri di ke pass jana hai!" Rudra, too, struggled and cried, trying to break free from the men's grasp.
(Leave me! Leave me alone! Let me go to my sister!)
"Choro mujhe!" he chimed in, his small voice trembling. (Leave me!)
The men remained unmoved, ignoring their desperate pleas. One of them asked indifferently, "Kya is bacche ko sath le jana hai?" (Do we need to take this kid with us?)
" Han, boss ne iss bache ko sath lane ko kaha hai."Another man replied,
(Yes, the boss ordered us to bring him along.)
"Kahan le jana hai mere bhai ko?" Shubhra protested
(Where are you taking my brother?) but the men ignored her, discussing their plans instead.
" Or is ladki ka kya karna hai?" One of them asked
(What about this girl?)
"Isse isi ghar main us admi k sath band kar do" and another replied
(Lock her in the house with that man.)
The man holding Shubhra's arm dragged her towards her house, despite her and Rudra's continued protests and struggles to break free.
After receiving orders from their leader, the man gripping Shubhra's arm dragged her towards her house.
Both she and Rudra protested and struggled to break free from their captors' grasp. Horror was palpable on their faces
The man holding Rudra administered a small injection, and he began to doze off.
Meanwhile, Shubhra was dragged towards her house, crying, weeping, and screaming for help, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.
The other man took Rudra and placed him in the car, while the one holding Shubhra's hand roughly threw her inside the house without exerting much force.
