sushieepie
They were sitting in the car as he drove through the quiet streets. She kept asking him where they were going, but he stayed silent because he knew the truth would hurt her.
When the car entered a familiar lane, she suddenly realized where they were.
She looked at him and said,
"Hum yahan kyun aaye hain?"
(Why are we here?)
Her expression changed as she understood everything.
She looked at him with pain in her eyes and said, "Tum bhi unhi mardon jaise ho, tumne bhi mujhe dhoka diya"
(You are just like the other men around me, you also lied to me)
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He was dragging her along the empty road, holding her wrist tightly as they moved forward. She stumbled behind him, confused and breathless, unable to understand why he was helping her at all.
Finally she pulled her hand slightly and asked,
"Tum meri madad kyun kar rahe ho? Tumhara iraada kya hai?"
(Why are you helping me? What are your intentions with me?)
He suddenly stopped walking. For a moment, he just looked at her. Then a slow smirk appeared on his face as he leaned closer, his voice low enough to make her shiver.
"Agar mera iraada bilkul bhi acha na ho toh?"
(What if my intention with you is not good at all?)