Is This Love !

48.Love or Hate !

The door slammed behind Haseena as she entered her home. She just walked straight to her bedroom, ignoring the worried glances of her family members who were sitting in the living room.

They had heard the news. They knew what had happened. They wanted to talk to her, to comfort her, to console her. But they didn't know how to approach her. She looked like a broken doll, with her pale face and red eyes. Her hair was messy and her clothes were stained. She had dried tears on her cheeks, but no more tears left to cry.

Ammi's heart sank seeing her in this state she called her in soft tone: haseena...

She didn't hear, this time fufi called her bit louder.

Fufi: haseena !!

Haseena:(looks at them said in low voice) ji !?

Her eyes were redden just looking into her eyes brought tears in their eyes too.

Ammi immediately holds her face "haseena bacche kyaa hai yeh sub aur yeh college mein sub, bacche chal kyaa h yeh sub, aur tu tune aisi halat kyu banai kisi ne kuch kaha tujhe ?? Bacche kuch toh bol....

Fufi bring water for haseena and made her drink.

Fufi made her sit on sofa and sits beside her, gently rubs her hand on her ask in soft tone "Haseena.. batao hume kyaa hai ?? Kyaa yeh sach ki tum aur karishma ek dusre ko pasand karte ho ?

Haseena pull her hand back and said "hume iss bare mein koi baat nahi hai please aap log hume akele rehne de."

Saying this she stands when ammi holds her hand firmly "akela chor de ? Halat dekhi hai tumne apni ? Aur hume pura hak hai yeh jaaneka ki chal kyaa Raha h tumhari zindagi mein aur kyaa h yeh rishta haseena !! Woh..woh photos humne bhi yahi ki hai woh issi ghar k chhat ki Rajveer k Sangeet Wale din ki haseena !! Tujhe Aaj hume sub batana hogaa."

Haseena jerks her hands and said "Ammi thakk gaye hai sub batate batate kyaa bataye hum haa kyaa batate ki ek ladki se pyaar krte h hum...hume hamari hi student se mohabbat ho gayi..." tears started falling from her eyes she wipes her tears and continue "Ammi galat kyaa h haa, fufi konsa gunaah kar diyaa humne aur unhone ki aap..aap sub hume dur karne par tulle hai....hum..hum jaante hai yeh jaane k baad ki hum Karishma se pyaar karte h, ek ladki se aap..aap sub bhi hume unse dur kar denge chin lenge unhe humse phir kyu kyu bataye hum aap logo kuch bhi !!!

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Pji dragged Karishma into the house, ignoring her pleas and cries. "Amma, please choro hume," Karishma sobbed.

"Chup, khabardaar agar ek bhi shabd bola hai toh," Pji said, her voice harsh and cold.

Mami ji was already present, sitting on a sofa and reading a magazine. She looked up and saw Pji and Karishma.

"Haye haye, didi, kyaa kar rhi ho aap?" Mami ji asked, her eyes wide with alarm.

Pji pushed Karishma on the sofa forcefully. Karishma whimpered in pain. Mami ji gasped in shock.

"Wahi jo bohut phale hi kar lena chahiye tha," Pji said, her face twisted with anger.

She started searching for something in the room. Mami ji followed her with her gaze.

"Didi, kyaa dhoond rahi hai?" Mami ji asked nervously. She turned to her husband, who was standing near the door with a blank expression. "Suniyee, kyaa huya aur yeh Karishma aise rohh kyu Rahi hai?"

Pji found what she was looking for a jaadu. She grabbed it and walked toward Karishma with a menacing look.

"Amma, sahi hi kehti thi isse itna khula chorna hi nhi chahiye," Pji said, as she twisted Karishma's ear and pulled her up from the sofa. "Jab Dil mein jo aaye bs kiye Jaa rhi hai." She glared at Karishma and said with gritting teeth, "Bata kabse chal raha hai yeh sub haa? Kabse? Aur tu Mumbai se yaha aani zidd bhi isliye kar rahi thi na?"