truth or lies

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Hello, Everyone here is the next part, I hope you enjoy it. And watch the video while reading.

Omkara will be omie
omkar will be om, hope you guys don't get confused.

Omkara was pacing in his room feeling like an angry lion, from the time they had entered back in the OM, Gauri has rushed to her Ishana di and hadn't come back till now.  well don't get him wrong he is not craving to meet her or something ( keep on telling this to yourself 😂) it's just he doesn't want her to be with Ishana, that girl had hurt his brother Omkar's feeling, his mother's feeling, his dadi's emotions, so it's natural he hates her so does the rest of family and the little bit concern he has for Gauri in his heart, he doesn't want her to destroy it by staying with that girl.

he don't know why he always feels something is missing like he is missing some vital information but he always dismiss the thought by reminding himself that he saw everything but again in some corner of his mind  he questions himself was Gauri really at fault then why did she save him from bua ma, then again Anika also saved them from many troubles but what happened at last. she betrayed them Omkara didn't want to think about that lady, she was the only girl he called bhabi, he respected her but alas she broke their trust. he had never called Ishana bhabi, he thought she doesn't deserve it, he again started his pacing of the room when his gaze suddenly landed on a note kept on the bed,curious he opened the note and started reading it. when he finished reading the note for some moments his eyes held confusion then it was replaced by anger, Seething he went towards Omkar's art gallery. He found Om engrossed in making a painting when he entered the gallery

 "Om, do you know where is Ishana ???" He asked Om his tone still held anger that was boiling inside him

"no, why are you asking about her anyway ?" His brother questioned him back with confusion lacing his tone 


Omie just forwarded the note to Om. Om skimmed through the whole page his eyes also held anger as he finished reading the note. he bowed his head then look back at him with an apology filled gaze as he spoke dejectedly " I knew she was up to something but I didn't know she was doing this, I don't know why she is doing this"

"I don't know, I think she is just trying to support her and speaking lie is their specialty" he said nonchalantly but he was hurting 

"hmm" Om just hummed in reply

" you still love her don't you ??" Omie asked his brother noticing his lost look

" no, we are getting divorced" Om answered him casually but his eyes said a diff tale

"what, really" Omie asked startled 


But before Om could reply, his cell started ringing

 "Gauri, why is she calling me ???"Om asked Omie confused

"Don't know, may be they both are planning something, do one thing put the phone on speaker" Omie answered logically looking curious

Om accepted the call and put it on speaker, for the first few minutes they couldn't hear anything, but after sometime they heard Gauri yelling Ishana diii frantically followed by laugh of a girl

"Ridhimaa" Om answered looking very alert suddenly

 "what is she doing there??" Omie asked sounding concerned and maybe scared

"why aren't they speaking anything" Om questioned sounding scared and frustrated

They Both were looking at the phone as it was some prized possession, when the voices started again but this time it was a male voice, a voice Omie knew very well but what the voice spoke didn't help a bit in diminishing the brother's worry  " Gauri, you're Ishana di has only few more hours left to her, see how she is bleeding, her hands are bleeding, her head is bleeding and if she doesn't die because of bleeding, she will definitely due to drowning , see the tank we kept her in will be full of water in 2 hours. so, if you want to save her go and get ready. we are getting married now" he heard the male voice stating happily as they heard a loud crash as someone collided with something hard and both the brothers felt as if someone had punched them hard.

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