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At murthy mansion.
"Main... main bas navya ko chodne aaya tha." Cabir said trembling. He was sitting in the sofa surrounded by Ishita, amms, Raman and DJ.
While navya laid down on the other sofa.
5 mintues before,
Cabir grumpily stopped manik's car infront of murthy mansion. He already visited them once so he knew the way.
"Navya chalo, garh aa gaya hai." He spoke as he took the key out. But he heard no sound of the door being opened.
"Navya!" Cabir looked at the defenceless girl beside him.
* DAMN! So gayi ye. Ab kya karu?*
He thought as he sighed. He got off the car and went near navya's seat. He opened the door and carefully lifted navya in a princess carry.
"Bohot heavy hai." He muttered with great difficulty.
"Oye Chomchom who are you calling heavy?" She exclaimed loudly. He looked down to see her rubbing her eyes.
"Hold tight or you will fall." Cabir spoke while navya pouted but tightly gripped his collar.
He finally, after lot of exaggerated huffs and puffs, reached inside murthy mansion.
The first person to see cabir was ishita who was carrying some curry towards the dining area. Seeing an unknown guy with navya in his arms, ishita dropped the curry.
"Navya?!" She shouted hurriedly walking towards them.
Listening to the commotion, everyone instantly arrived there.
Cabir slowly kept navya on the sofa and was about to stand up but was interrupted by two hands tightly gripping his collar.
A tear rolled down her cheek, which earned some glares from the family.
He unconsciously wiped his sweat while trying to make navya let his shirt go.
DJ cleared his throat seeing this.
"Navya, navya. Leave this ok." Cabir muttered hurriedly.
*navya, meri maa. Please chod de yaar. Tere naam pe mandir me bohot chadava dunga. Please chod de, mujhe abhi mar na nahi ha.*
After some time navya released him to which he let out a sigh in relief. After that everything went blank as someone pulled him to sit on a single seater sofa.
He looked up to see everyone holding their respective weapons aka newspaper, golf stick, wooden roller, ladle. They were moving around him in a circle.
Present,
"Navya ko chod ne? Why? Aur kisne kaha?" DJ asked him in his signature stern voice.
"Wo nandini bhabhi ne." Cabir spoke hurriedly.
"Nandini Bhabhi?" Ishita asked tilting her head.
"Haan, wo me manik ka dost hoon. Bhabhi ko manik se kuch baat kar ni thi. Iss liye mujhe navya ko garh chodna pada." He spoke while Raman narrowed his eyes.
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