Redemption

20| Trapped and Dread

Assalam-o-Alaikum!

long wait!!! :( I know people! am sorry :( like Hussain's feelings I feel myself also muddled up into so many tasks. Multi tasking has become my thing now a days :/

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20| Trapped and dread

Shiva| Kashmir

Thin crimson wetness streaming out from one of his nostrils, left eye got a purple bruise and his jawline had a deep cut through his flesh. I looked down at Khushal's face, with anger and pain in my heart.

Khushal was more like my own son to me, he had always been close to my heart. Looking at him like that was terrible, hard to accept.

"They have beaten him mercilessly Shiva Bhaiya! Only if Khushal hadn't stopped me, I would have tattered their flesh out from their bones" Kabir was seething in rage. My jaws clenched thinking about Dev and the limits he had crossed.

"Don't reply him in the same way Bhaiya! He wants this, trust me Dev wants you to be angry so that he would be able to...

"I have tolerated him enough Khushal" I cut him through as Khushal read my thoughts in between those wrinkles over my forehead. He would always do that. "He has crossed all the limits, he needs to learn a lesson" my hands fisted over my sides when I felt a shaky, trembling hand over my left fist. I looked down at Khushal.

"they will hurt her bhaiya! They have already got the contact. Just because of my negligence and stupidity Dev got his hand over the contact and now...

"It wasn't your fault Khushal. Stop blaming yourself" kabir spoke to him, he then looked up at my face.

"What happened?" I inquired.

"Khushal contacted the woman in Pakistan, she said she would be telling Shehryar about his phone call and he will call us back once he will be free. But when Shehryar did not call us back, we decided to call her again. Khushal was at my workshop, we didn't know Dev and his dogs were following him all that way" Kabir was telling me. I remained quiet. "Khushal called the woman again and that time Shehryar attended the call himself, but before he could talk, Dev appeared out of nowhere and demanded for his phone"

"it was my mistake,. I shouldn't have given him the phone Bhaiya! It was my damn mistake" Khushal punched his fisted over the arm rest of the chair, his knuckles bleeding. I held his hand to stop him but he seemed disturbed.

"It wasn't his mistake Bhaiya! He protested but Dev was with his bunch of goons, their guns were pointing at us both. Khushal had no other option" Kabir took his side. My chest was heaving up and down with extreme rage.

"What happened then?" I demanded.

"Dev threatened Shehryar, for sending Maya didi back or else he will harm him. He told him that he has contacts in Pakistan as well and Shehryar is being watched" he told me.

"Is bar had ker di hea tum ne Dev! This time am not going to spare you" my blood boiled in my veins

"Shiva Bhaiya please! Please don't take any extreme step which can harm Maya Didi. We all know Dev and his intentions. He and his mother, they have always been against didi" Khushal held my hand. I looked down at him but couldn't assure him affirmative because I knew I needed to deal it in my way.

"Take care of him" I looked at Kabir who nodded like he meant it. "And use it if you need it" I handed my revolver before I stepped out from the hall.

I could here Khushal's worried voice at my back. I didn't care. Dev had to learn this lesson before it was too late.

Hussain | Lahore