Jab Duty meets LOVE 💕

Part-12

As weeks passed, Karishma continued staying at Haseena's house to ensure Urmila's safety. During this time, Haseena remained vigilant, making sure her secret mission, covert meetings, and phone calls were conducted discreetly so that Karishma would not catch on to her activities.

Random day:

Expect Karishma, Cheetah and Billu everyone left to their respective house,as Karishma has file work she
Except for Karishma, Cheetah, and Billu, everyone else left for their respective homes. As Karishma had  pending file work, so she informed Urmila that she wouldn’t be able to accompany her today.

Around 2 am:

Karishma finished her work and decided to head to Haseena's house, because  Urmila was alone.

As she reached Haseena's house, she noticed Urmila, draped in a long cloth to conceal herself, quietly slipping out and heading somewhere.She walks swiftly, making sure no one follows her. Unbeknownst to her, Karishma had noticed and decided to follow.

Karishma murmured to herself, confused, "Raat ke is waqt Urmila kahan ja rahi hain? Yeh kuch theek nahi lag raha... mujhe pata lagana padega."

Keeping a safe distance but never losing sight of her, Karishma trailed behind Urmila. She observed her making her way toward a deserted area, suspicion gnawing at her mind.

"Yeh sab kya ho raha hai? Kahin Urmila kisi galat kaam mein toh nahi hai?" Karishma wondered.

Urmila, still unaware that Karishma was tailing her, reached her destination and glanced around cautiously. Just as Urmila turned a corner to ensure no one was watching, Karishma ducked behind a tree, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to stay perfectly still. She hastened to keep up, almost stumbling, while watching from a safe distance.

Karishma’s heart raced as she took cover behind a tree, watching intently. “Yeh jagah toh bilkul sunasaan hai... Urmila yahaan kya kar rahi hain?” she muttered under her breath.

Karishma's eyes widened in disbelief as she watched the scene unfold. A man emerged from the shadows to stand in front of Urmila no, it was Haseena, her entire demeanor transformed.

Haseena raised her hand in a sharp salute, her voice steady and authoritative, "Sir, mission ke updates dene aayi hoon. Sab kuch ab tak plan ke mutaabiq ho raha hai. Aur humari team ko ab tak koi shaque nahi hai, sab log clean hain aur koi bhi hamare hamle ya tarotist activities mein involved nahi hai.

Bakshi, who had been silently observing her, gave a slight nod of approval. His expression was serious, but there was a glimmer of respect in his eyes.

"Good," he said, his voice calm yet filled with weight. "Tumhari team ka trust aur professionalism bohot zaroori hai, Miss Malik. Humare opposition ke paas koi bhi weakness ka faida uthana ho sakta hai. Tumhein apne har kadam mein hoshiyar rehna hoga."

Meanwhile,Karishma's breath caught in her throat, a whirlwind of confusion and betrayal surging within her. "Yeh sab kya hai? Madamsir... Madamsir zinda hai? Aur yeh mission...?" The realization struck her hard, fueling a newfound resolve to uncover the whole truth.

As Haseena continued her conversation with Bakshi, completely unaware of Karishma’s presence, Karishma struggled to stay calm. She wanted answers why hadn’t Haseena told her? What was the real mission?Were she not believe in her?

Haseena,unwavering in her commitment, nodded resolutely in response to Bakshi's praise. "Ji, Sir. Hum apni taraf se koi kasar nahi chhodenge." Her tone was calm, but there was an underlying intensity that Karishma couldn't ignore.

Bakshi, still holding his stern demeanor, gave a slight nod of approval. "Tumhara kaam bohot mushkil hai, Miss Malik, lekin tumne hamesha apne mission ko safalta se anjaam diya hai. Tum par poora bharosa hai."

Haseena saluted again, her voice filled with confidence, "Aapka vishwas kabhi nahi todungi, Sir."
Karishma clenched her fists, her thoughts racing. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. Urmila, Haseena, Madamsir,had been working on a mission this entire time, hiding the truth from her. Her heart sank as she watched the person she had trusted more than anyone in her life, the person she thought was dead, now standing right in front of her, alive.

After reporting to her senior, Haseena walked back toward her home but suddenly stopped in her tracks. She sensed someone nearby. Her eyes narrowed as she looked around cautiously.

She moved quickly, but just as she was about to reach her house, she spotted Karishma standing in the shadows. Their eyes locked. Karishma stepped forward, her face a mix of confusion, hurt, and determination.
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After two days:

Haseena arrived at the designated meeting point to meet Bakshi. As soon as she arrived, she saluted him, standing with the utmost respect.

Bakshi nodded, acknowledging her salute. "Miss Malik, everything is cleared, and your teammates are no longer on our suspect list."

"Shukriya, Sir," Haseena replied, grateful for the progress. Then, after a brief pause, she added, "Sir, I have a request."

Bakshi nodded slightly. "Carry on, Mission Malik."

Haseena took a deep breath before  speaking. "Sir, main aap se request karti hoon ki is mission mein ek aur insaan ko shamil kiya jaye. Koi aisa jo humare liye bahut madadgar sabit ho sakta hai, aur isse hum jaldi mastermind tak pahuch sakenge."

Bakshi considered her words for a moment, his expression thoughtful. After a brief silence, he gave his approval. "I trust your judgment. Bring in who you need."

With a confident smile, Haseena took out her phone and dialed the number. "It's time," she murmured under her breath, before making the call.

They both waited in silence, the tension palpable as they anticipated the arrival of the person Haseena had called. The seconds seemed to stretch, and then, after a few minutes, the roar of an engine filled the air, growing louder as it neared.

A sleek bike appeared, pulling up in front of them. The person, radiating confidence and authority, brought the bike to a smooth stop. With practice ease, the person removed their helmet, revealing a determined face.

The person stepped off the bike, their posture straight and commanding, every movement exuding purpose. As the person approached, it was clear this was someone who took no shortcuts.

The person snapped a sharp salute, their voice steady and authoritative.

"SI Karishma Singh reporting, Sir, and ready for the mission."

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