Durga was walking on the street, few metres away from the office, when realisation dawned upon her.
By Devi Shakti, how could it slip from my mind? I agreed to travel with two men! How can I be so stupid? No no I must reject it.
Durga turned around and walked a few steps. Then she stopped.
When you have tricked Indrajeet, then is anything impossible in this world? But my safety lies in my hands. How do I ensure my safety?
Maybe Devi Shakti listened to her prayers. Durga spotted a cyber cafe. Thanking Devi Shakti, she walked towards the cyber cafe. The cyber cafe was more or less near Rudra's office.
She entered the cyber cafe to be greeted by a dark lanky fellow. He had pencil moustache. His eyes were red. Blood red. Durga wasn't sure whether it was due to He said only one sentence, "Ondu gante ke hatth rupaye." Durga blinked her eyes. She slowly understood what the person wanted to say. For one hour ten rupees.
She sat on one of the computers. For an hour, she surfed on the computer. She searched how to defend herself in different situations. Satisfied with her search, she paid the lanky fellow ten rupees and walked to her house. With a different zeal.
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Rudra stood on the black floor. Background of the hall, where he was standing was white. He thought he saw someone at his point of perspective. Surely, the figure came near. He saw the figure was of a woman.
She was not very tall nor short. Her long black thick hair reached her waist, complementing her petite body. Her black orbs depicted fear. She came near Rudra. Rudra looked at her. They didn't speak anything. She held his right hand and said, " Rudra, save me. From Indrajeet. Please."
Rudra was sleeping, in his bed. He was short of breath and woke up. Panting heavily, as if he had participated in a marathon, Rudra reached for jug of water kept on his bedside.
What a weird dream it was!
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Durga's back was facing the floor, as she laid on the floor. Using her elbows, she crawled backwards. Her eyes depicted anger. Indrajeet came, with a black leather belt in his hand.
" How dare you trick me Durga?"
Durga replied, " I took what was mine."
" Durga! I am your husband."
" So?"
Indrajeet raised the belt. A wooden stick appeared, hitting Indrajeet in his head. As Indrajeet collapsed on the floor, holding his head, Durga saw the man with the stick.
Durga sat up on the bead. She ignored the beads of sweat on her forehead. The face of the man was disturbing.
A well built man. Few inches taller than her. Square jaw. Light stubble was seen on his jaw. His dark orbs wanted to help her. She saw it.
Durga pulled the duvet as she settled to sleep. No.
She closed her eyes. No I can't let Indrajeet shatter my self confidence. He will pay the price.
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