Karishma turned to see Anubhav striding towards them, with concern etched on his face. "Karishma, tum yahan kya kar rahi ho? Chalo, ghar chalo humare saath." He said in a light tone.
But Karishma frowned, pulling her arm away gently. "Hum yahan apne pati ke saath hain aur uske bina hum yahan se kahin nahi jaa rahe."
Aly remained silent, his expression unreadable, but Karishma could feel the tension rising within him. He wanted to speak, to assert himself, but something held him back.
It was as if the words had been stolen from him, and he could only watch as the scene unfolded before him.
Anubhav’s eyes narrowed, frustration evident in his voice. "Karishma, hum apko tumhe yahan aisi halat mai toh kabhi nahi chhod sakte.
Aap filhal shayad samajh nahi rahi hain ki yeh apke liye sabse kitna zaroori kya hai? Yeh bache ka tandurast bhavishya aur yeh shaadi apko sirf barbaad kar rahi hai, aur ab hum yeh aur bardasht nahi karne de sakte."
Karishma took a step back, shaking her head vehemently. "Aap humari fikr karte hain, uske liye hum apke bahut shukar-guzar hai bhaiya, lekin hum apni zindagi ka faisla bahut phele hi le chukhe hai ki Aly ka ghar hi, humara ghar hai."
Anubhav stepped forward in anger and harshly grabbed her arm - bahut hogya, bhen aap samajhne ki koshish bhi nahi kar rahi hai, hum bhai hai apke, apke liye kuch galat nahi soch rahe..
To which Karishma defended - aap galat nahi soch rahe Bhaiya, lekin sach toh yeh hai ki Aly nahi, hum galat hai!!!!!!! She angrily declared.
Shocking Anubhav, who stepped back still holding a tight grip over Karishma's arm - aap galat hai? Hum ..
Hum topa hai? Iss hadh tak jaegi, aap apne nalayak pati ko bachane ke liye...He angrily mumbled, tightening his grip more on her hand letting out a painful groan from Karishma's mouth.
But by this time Haseena spotted them, sensing the escalating tension, stepped forward and interrupted, harshly huffing for breaths.
"Anubhav, yeh aap aap kya kar rahe hain? Choriye Karishma Singh ko. " Breaking his grip over her arm and she shouted.
"Thori toh sharam kariye aap dono, bhai behen hain aap, aapas mein aise baat kaise karte hai."But Anubhav ignored her, his focus solely on Karishma. "Haseena ji, please hume baat karne dejiye, aur Karishma Singh, ap ek baat kaan kholkar sun lijiye apki zindagi mein jo andhera hai, usse apko khud bahar nikalna hoga, hum sirf apki sahitya kar sakte hai par phel apko hi karni hogi"
Karishma’s heart ached at her brother’s words, but she stood firm, her resolve unshaken. " Aap humari baat samajhna hi nahi chahte bhaiya. Shayad apke liye hum kabhi galat ho hi nahi sakte, apki bhen jo hai" She defiantly said.
Anubhav nodded his head and stepped a lot of distance back from her and he took a deep breath and next words struck her like a blow to the chest.
"Bhena, hum akhiri baar puch rahe ha, aur agar aaj aap humare saath nahi chali, toh yaad rakhiyega, apka bachcha bhi inke ke haath mein waisa hi suffer karega jaise aap kar rahi hain. Toh apki nah ka matlab apne bachche ko bhi Aly ke gusse ke hawaale kar dena hoga."
A shocked silence fell over the group. Karishma’s eyes widened, the impact of her brother’s words sinking deep into her soul.
She turned slowly to look at Aly, who stood there, his face ashen, as if the ground had just been ripped out from under him but a weird smile was stuck on his face. Aly's hand, which had been holding Karishma’s gently, suddenly dropped away.
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Our Defeat!
Mystery / ThrillerThis a contemporary sequel of my previous story "Is It a defeat" ! And this a full packed emotional and sad version of our favourite character's love story of Karishma Singh and Aly. One who is an bold and arrogant police officer, while another one...