Jab Duty meets LOVE 💕

Part-3

In the middle of the night, the air was heavy with silence. Haseena woke up and made sure Pushpa ji was sleeping peacefully. She tiptoed down the dark hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. She had to do something,anything,to find the traitor behind all of this. At the same time, she needed to clear her teammates’ names, knowing they weren’t involved.

The weight of responsibility pressed on her, time slipping through her fingers like sand.

Haseena silently changed into a dark salwar suit, ready to slip out of the house unnoticed. But just as she was about to leave, a faint murmur reached her ears. She followed the sound, heading toward her (Haseena's) room. As she approached, the muffled voices grew clearer, and a sense of curiosity mixed with concern filled her. As she stepped closer, her heart sank when she saw Karishma, breathing heavily, beads of sweat on her forehead, murmuring in her sleep.

"Hum aapko kuch nahi hone denge, Madamsir ,aapko kuch nahi hoga," Karishma whispered, her voice filled with fear and determination.

Seeing Karishma in this state, Haseena felt a pang of guilt. She realized how deeply her loss was affecting Karishma. She knelt beside her, the sight of Karishma's distress tugging at her heart.

"Madamsirrrrr...", Karishma jolted awake, gasping, her breath heavy. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her hands trembling slightly as she tried to shake off the remnants of the nightmare.

When Karishma saw Urmila there, for a brief moment, she mistook her for Haseena. But reality quickly settled in, and she reminded herself it was Urmila before her. Composing herself, Karishma asked, "Tum... tum yahan kya kar rahi ho, Urmila?".
Her voice was steady, but there was a flicker of vulnerability beneath it.

Urmila (Haseena) remained silent, not uttering a word, but instead gently placed her hand on Karishma's shoulder. The quiet gesture spoke volumes, offering comfort without needing to explain anything. Karishma, too, remained silent, allowing herself to lean into the warmth of the moment. Though she felt weak and emotionally drained, she didn’t resist the embrace. For the first time in a while, she let the silent support wrap around her, filling her with a sense of calm , which she needed at that moment.

Within minutes, Karishma drifted into a peaceful sleep, her body relaxing in the comfort of Haseena's presence. Haseena gently adjusted her, ensuring she was lying comfortably. Then, Haseena sat beside her, lost in thought. "Bahut kar liya aapne, Karishma Singh, aur bahut kuch seh liya hai. Lekin ab aur nahi. Jaldi hum iss mission ko poora karenge, aur jo takleef humare parivaar aur humari team ne jheli hai, uske liye jo mujrim hai, usko zaroor hum saza dengi. Yeh humara vaada hai," she resolved silently.

The room fell silent again, and Haseena quietly left, making her way to the hall. She settled onto the couch, lost in deep thought. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on her shoulders, amplifying her sense of responsibility toward the mission.

As she sat in the dim light, Haseena's mind dove into a sea of thoughts, swirling with questions. How would she find the mastermind behind the attacks? Every detail felt crucial the surveillance photos, the haunting memories of Meera’s hacking incident, and the terrifying moments when she had been attacked. Each recollection seemed to tug at her mind, pulling her deeper into contemplation.

Time passed unnoticed, her thoughts racing as she pieced together the fragments of the case. The quiet of the house enveloped her, a stark contrast to the turmoil inside her head. Eventually, fatigue began to seep in, and without realizing it, sleep overtook her.Haseena drifted off on the couch, her brow furrowed, the tension still palpable even in her dreams.

As the night passed and dawn began to break, Pushpa ji woke up in the morning and noticed Urmila sleeping on the couch, her body contorted in an uncomfortable position.