The Draped Assassin

Chapter 30

A wave of dread washed over me as Zakir says we will be taking both Raghu and Gopal out on the same day in two different times. I was totally okay with killing Gopal until now...or at least I thought so. But this was something I was avoiding subconsciously. Fuck!

The gang was in a mess, three pillars have fallen. It was all on Gopal and Raghu. Zakir said it's better we stop our hunt for a week since Raghu is getting his suspicions regarding the latest events. Gopal on the other hand looks relieved, as Zakir says. That's surprising because Gopal wouldn't be relieved at a moment like this, if anything he'll be totally working his ass off until he finds out who's the killer.

  It is so weird that a part of me wants to meet Gopal, even for one last time. I shouldn't, but I've been feeling extremely restless because of it. Zakir did know about this but all he could do was to give three mind blowing orgasms. Did it help? Temporarily.
  
  So currently I am sitting in this bar, where Gopal often visits. I don't have any idea how I end up here, but all I remembered was me getting out of the house for some groceries but my legs automatically brought me here. Just a glance at Gopal, that's it. That's what I said to myself.

   I waited for an hour and a half until I saw a familiar voice calling me from behind. A voice that brings millions of bittersweet memories. "Rani..." Gopal whispered. I turned around to meet his eyes. As good looking as ever.

     Before I could say anything, he pulled me into a kiss. A slow, sweet, longing kiss. "I knew you were alive. I fucking knew it!" Gopal said, more to himself. He pressed his forehead against mine, "I knew the note was from you." I remained quiet. I was silent, unable to think about what I should say at first, there were so many things I wanted to ask. How have you been without me? Did you miss me? Do you still love me?

     "I'm sorry." That's all that came out of my mouth. Gopal just smiled and shook his head.

    "What you are doing is right. I know it. I also know that you will have to kill me next, that's the only way for you to be free for real. It's alright okay?" Gopal took my face in his hands. I started sobbing uncontrollably. "Let's get out of here and go somewhere quiet alright?" To which I just nodded.

    We went to the dock and sat on the anchored boat. "I... I... Just promise me something." I said in tears. Gopal looked questioningly. "A week from now, at 7 am, you won't be in the gang house. Please." I pleaded.

    Gopal smiled softly, "That's the day you are going to finish everything isn't it?" He asked. And I nodded. "I deserve to be killed by you Rani, you know it." He replied to himself. "And I'll gladly welcome my death."

    "I.. I can't" I shook my head in tears. I wasn't telling that to him, I was confessing to myself. "I can't.." I croaked out again. "I can't kill you after I...." My voice became inaudible as I cried.

    "After what, Rani?" Gopal asked with a smile, unknown to the truth. If I tell him the truth he might kill himself. So I remain silent. "Tell me Rani, what are you hiding?" Gopal's voice shook a little.

      "I...I...got pregnant with your child...." I finally say it. Gopal's eyes widened in surprise.

      "When....what happened to the child?" He asked, his voice shook as if he could already predict my answers.

      "After you raped me...I... I hated you so much at that moment that I killed our unborn child.." I cried louder. "I'm sorry! I hate myself for doing it! I am such a monster to kill her own child!" I scream in agony. The guilt that had been eating me from inside. And I needed to atone it.

     Gopal pulled me in his arms and pressed my face on his chest as he shook uncontrollably. He was crying. "You didn't do anything wrong. I was the one to force you to kill our child." He took a deep breath, "If I hadn't forced you, everything would have been fine. I'm so sorry." He cried more than me. For the next couple of hours we cried in each other's arms until it was our time to be bid farewell.

      "Gopal, please don't be in the gang house on that day, flee from the place. I beg you." I pleaded. I knew Zakir would probably shoot me for trying to ruin his plans, but right now I didn't care. Gopal smiled softly and kissed me for the one last time.

   "Don't worry about me Rani, i won't be a problem." With that he vanished into the darkness of the night.

   I reached home to see Zakir standing near the window. "I didn't know you'd be here today?" I asked.

   "And I didn't know your grocery shopping would be so much time taking?" Zakir counter back with a hint of suspicion.

     I remained expressionless. Time to use my age old manipulating technique, "Are you doubting me right now, Mr. Ali?" I asked as I cocked my brow.

     "Is there a reason I should doubt you, Ms. Banerjee?" He asked, voice still laced with suspicions. He took slow and deliberate steps towards me.

     "Am I in the position of going behind your back Mr. Ali? As far as I know you are my only ticket out of this shit. " I said, playing a little victim slash helpless card. Zakir nods as he believes it and pulls me into a kiss.

      "That's right Ms. Banerjee, you've got nowhere to go. I'm your guardian angel right now. Don't give me a reason to doubt you. I'd hate that." He warns. To which I just nod, "And next time tell me if you are going out for long, we don't want anyone to know that you are alive. Alright?"

     "Yes." I whispered. It's a good thing that I freshened up in a public washroom otherwise he'd have seen my tear stained cheeks. "I'll make you something to eat." I say to excuse myself.

     Zakir looks at me intently and nods. As I cooked the food, I'd often feel his hands on my rear end, his lips on my shoulder. Even though that was something I didn't want right, I had to play along. I can't feed him anymore to encourage his doubts.

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Is that a tension....?