HIS HOME - a saga of love

chapter 3

It's almost ready when door bell rang. I went to open the door hoping for Manisha di and neeraj jiju but when I opened the door my happiness vanished in seconds.

It's my brother  and his friends with the bottles of alcohol. I stand on side to gave them space to come. There are three friends which are known by me but the two are new. Tushar bhaiya came home like this every Sunday drink and eat like beasts. It was not the ritual of our house but after Maa Papa's death is became regular. Manisha di tried to gave him a piece to mind that its wrong to bring his alcoholic friends to house but he didn't get her any attention.  And Priya bhabhi she didn't have any problem with that because when they all drank tight she stole their money and blame on some thieves on road.

I looked at ground all this  time not wanted to look on those creepy faces. When they all are in, I locked the door and came hurriedly in kitchen to hide and complete my work.

I making chapati when I feel like someone ogling me started straight through my clothes. I turned and saw a friend of bhaiya his red fluffy eyes shows his intoxicated level. I shiver in my space. I turn and tried to focus on my work with shaky hands. He came near me I feel it. It gave me more terror. My breath became uneven its harsher my heart thumping hard in my ribcage ready to bring out.

"Oo, you are here tushar was calling you" Priya bhabhi said to her gave me a breath of relief. I didn't turn around but feel that he was going from kitchen

Priya bhabhi came near me and turn me around by gripping my arm digging her nails in my arm and she gave me a slap on my right cheek making my face turn in opposite direction.

"You characterless bitch. How many times I told you to not drooling over every man but no you piece of shit ever ready to ruin our reputation." She said with so much hated for me. Her words made me realize my image in her eyes. A sob escape from my mouth I control it didn't turn my face to her because my tears already making my vision blurred I don't want that she saw my tears and dance on her trumping.

She went out of kitchen and I wipe my tears and control my sobs to complete my work. I make dinner and cleaned the kitchen I hear the voices of laughing and songs from living area. They made my house in a bar if papa was here he beat everyone here and throw out their bottles with them. I came in living room almost hiding and ran to my room without looking at anyone. I locked my door and checked it two times and lay on bed to fall my tears which I control all the time.

When tears refused to came I sit on my bed and looking around myself. A bed in center, one Almirah, and one dressing table that's all in my room. Even my books kept at the corner of bed because I have no table of shelf for them. The wall color are fad no one saw the need of renovation.

I took out my Maa Papa photo which hanging on wall and hugged it tight and cried hard.

"Maa Papa why you left you behind. Please take me with you I don't want to live here. They only want money they didn't care about me. They only want my signature on property papers so they sell this house. They already sell all of our business. Papa I miss you why you left me. I curse that day Papa I hope I died with you that day. Sorry I fail to save you sorry because of me you left everyone. Please Papa Maa forget me please call me there please....."
I cried till the sleep engulfed me.

Avinash's pov

I'm in my study at home staring at a file and Aarushi's photo. This file contains her information. I told my man to brought information before sunrise and he do as I said.

She had something in her which she attracts me towards her. Her eyes are so captivated. I never tried to found about any girl's information unless it's not for my business. But in her case everything is different.