𝐈𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐪

𝟗 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝟑

𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃:-

The jeep entered a small village and stopped. In the middle there a small pavilion was placed and a pandit was chanting some mantar.

A man in his mid 30s came and said.

"Ab kahan jaye gi mere se bachke? Us din to badi sherni ban rahi thi, aaj kya hua?" Devaansh was about to go to her but stopped looking at her action.

She kicks him harshly on his guts, making him fall on the ground hissing in pain and clutching his life.

Two goons came and grabbed both her arms. The man stood up with much difficulty and held her chin. She looked at him in disgust.

"Bohat hath pair chal rahe hai na tere ruk abhi tujhe bata hun." He said with gritted teeth and started dragging her to the pavilion.

"You bastard leave my hand or I'll kill you." She screamed at him, he hissed at her voice and looked at her.

"Teri zabaan to bohat tez chalti hai par kya kare hamko ye angreji samajh nahi aati." He said and started laughing.

She bit on his hand and was about to run but he held her hairs making her groan in pain but what she did next made Devaansh amazed.

She held his wrist and twisted it making a cracking sound come he screamed. 'So she knows martial arts, Impressive.' he thought and smiled looking at her.

He slapped her with his other hand making her stumble down, his eyes widened and he rushed to her.

"Are you ok?" Devaansh asked, making her snap her head in his direction.

Devaansh clutched his fists and held that man's collar and punched him hard making his lips bleed.

"How dare you touch her." He said and was about to punch him but his man held him and dragged him back, all the time she was looking at Devaansh.

The man came to her and held her arm and dragged her to the pavilion he forcefully made her sit on the ground.

"Sale chod usko varna bohat bura hoga." Devaansh growled at him.

"Tu hai kon mujhe bhala bura bolne vala han? Tera aashiq hai kya vo?" He said the first line to devaansh and then asked her grabbing her bun in his fist.

"Saale suar ki aulad chod mujhe." She said and was about to hit him but this time he slapped her making her lips bleed and a lone tear slipped from her eyes because of the slap.

He sat next to her and picked up the Vermillion plate she wiggled in his hold but nothing was used, after all he is a man with good physics.

"Abye pandit tujhe tere paise mil gaye na ab mantar bol jaldi jaldi." He said and looked at her.

"Accha hua tune us ladki ki madad kari varna itni haseen ladki kaha milti mujhe?" He said placing a finger on her jaw and she slapped him.

He looked at her in anger and was about to slap her back but someone held his hand.

His blood boiled, looking at the blood coming out of her lips and a tear that slipped from her eyes.

She wasn't crying, the tear slipped because of the slap.

His heart sank when he picked up the Vermilion plate.

'No he can't do that.' Devaansh thought.

She slapped him and he was about to slap her when Devaansh pushed all his man's and rushed to him and held his hand.

"Firse hath to laga ke dikha fir dekh is mandap se teri arthi uthegi." he said looking dead in his eyes.

He started laughing like a mad man and pressed his wounded palm. Devaansh hissed and left his hand.