Chapter 4

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"Baba leave this", A girl near 22 shouted at her father. While snatching a bear bottle from his hand.

"YOU ShUt Up teri maa ke jane ke baad tu hi to mere paise ka rasta h or tu paise nhi de rhi h", That man shouted.

"HN HUM NHI DENGE PAISE", That girl again shouted.
(I will not gona give you money)

"Teri himmat kese hui humse zaban ldane ki Ashii. Baap h hum tumhare",
(How dare you speaked back to me,I am your father)

"Yaad h apko? baba wese koi baap apni beti ka souda krne ke liye log nhi laatee h ". "Ashika said" And that was it. she felt a sting pain on her left cheecks. And she directly landed on the floor.
(Oo, do you remember that, well which father , father don't came back taking people to sold her daughter)

"Tuu meri jayedat h jo humko meri biwi deke gyi h Smjhi tum. Hum tumhare sath jo mrzi krenge or tujhe apni maa se kiya hua wada yaad to yaad h n. Teri maa ne to dahej di nhi thi tu uska hrzana bharegi abb tu,yaa to phir paise dede mere",  Saying this he took out his belt and started beating her.
(You are my property which my wife have given me, i will do whatever I want to do with you, don't you remember your promise to your mother, your mother have never given me dowry so you have to pay or either you will pay money)

After 10 min he stopped beating her.
She stood up from there, her whole body was hurting because of pain. She wanted to give her father all that money but she was not able to give it to him because she was not strong Fanincially. She applied ointment.

Her tears was slowly leaving her eye's. But it was common for her. She took shower and did some makeup to hide her marks given by her father. then she went to her dhaba to earn some money for her collage fees.

"Aree beta ji aap kb ayi", Akansha said
(Akansha do job in her dhaba as servant)

"Hnnn", She said.

They started there work.

Time skip.......

Now it was time for her to go back to home. She never go to her home at night because she don't trust her father. At the morning she visit her so called home and then dress up for her collage after returning from collage she again visit her home and after giving some money to her so called she went for her dhaba. And at night she used to close the counter of her dhaba and sleep there on the floor.

Laying on floor she was smiling sadly looking at the sky.

"Kya kismat h n maa meri", saying this she wiped her tears which was coming from her eye continuously.
(What kind of destiny I have gotten)

Then she remember a time when she was begging for some money at the road. She was just 12 yrs old that time.

Next morning..

She went to her father's house and gave him some money. Then she return to her collage.

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pov :At upadhyay House.

"Hey bhagwan aaj meri beti interview pass kr jaye bsss", Iqra prayed for her daughter to shiv ji.
(Hey god! Please let my daughter get selected in this interview)

"Maaa apki beti naa pass hone wli dekhna aap", Aman said pulling his imaginary collar.
(Mom, your daughter will not gonna pass)

Iqra slapped aman's head and pulled his ear ." Shut up subh subh bol agrr abb meri beti pass nhi hui n to meine teko jhaaru se marna h smjha tuuu. "Iqra said in anger.
(Say positive and now if my daughter didn't cleared th interview I will beat you with broom)

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