Ibadat -MG ff -part 7/pg 50... - Page 3

Girl looked down hearing her words..her eyes were again wet...but she gulped the water immediately to stop their flow...her body give up for anymore torrents by them...she sat their like a deadbody giving all her control to them...

Msk asked his driver to leave for the day...he wore his windsheeter waded and entered a brothel, a building which could be declared as one of the oldest and wrecked building of Mumbai congested with garbages around street bins in narrow lanes..

Mehra: sir kitni gandi jagah hai...agar mujhe yaha kisi ne dekh liya to meri biwi to mujhe kahi ka nahi chodegi

msk glared him sharply...and mehra zipped his mouth again...

the moment msk entered ,the brothel keeper eyes widened looking at those customers...she never saw such decent ,rich people coming there ...her eyes shined and she moved towards them almost pouncing ...

msk backed when bk appeared from no where...

bk: aiye sahab...aapne to is garreb khaney ki shobha bada di...

msk looked at mehra...when mehra gestured him saying u leave it ...i ll carry forward from here

mehra: dekhiye ...hum yaha...before mehra could speak anymore

msk stopped him..

msk whispered in his ears:usey phone karo aur kaho ki mai us sey khud milne aaya hu...tab tak mai inhe sambhalta hu...

mehra nodded instantly and went away towards the corner

msk: hmm boliye..

bk: mai kya kahungi sahab...aap khatir karne ka mauka dijiye bus...

msk lit his cigratte ...and looked around ...bk followed his glares where he looked

bk: ji mai samajh gayi ki aap kya chahtey hai...aaj he aayi hai ek ladki...bilkul aap logo ki tarah dikhti hai...ek dum chikni hai...

msk looked and mehra and raised his eyebrows...

mehra : sir wo nahi utha raha hai phone...

bk could sense something strange in their behaviour...now she could make out there purpose of coming here was something else..

bk stuttered: dekhiye sahab agar aap police waley hai to mai aapko bata deti hai...mai bhi janti hai police walo ko...aise he nahi karti hai mai ye dhanda...bahut badey badey logo ka hath hai isme...aapko agar kuch mangata hai to bolo...nahi to yaha sey abhich nikalne ka...

mehra kept trying his phone while msk continued smoking listening to bk's words carefully...blowing the smoke ,he started wandering around the corridors taking bk along with her as if he was convinced with her...

bk grinned when he actually moved around the brothel looking at the females present there...

bk: sahab wo sab apke liye nahi hai...aap yaha aaiye...aise cheeze dikhaungi...kisi ne nahi chua ab tak...bus lagta hai aap he k liye aai hai..

bk kept on blabbering while msk kept smoking listening to her nonsense...msk could have shoot her to death on the spot if she was not a women for speaking those filthy words as if she was describing a non living thing...he hated the very feel of the place...he felt sorry for the womens present their...

bk: ab aapse to paiso ki kya baat karna...kyu ji...

he was in deep thought when bk literally pushed him inside a room and closed the door...she looked above, the celing ,thanking god for sending customers like him...and went to attend mehra...

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Girl in the room jerked trembling when she heard the door thud open and closed with a man entering inside...she shifted towards the back rest thinking the man will hit her...her heart beats raised out of fear...she looked down preparing herself for the worst..

He was facing his back towards her...looking at the door which was closed now...he turned crushing the burned cigratte under his shoes and looked up to find a girl sitting on a bed looking down...he made himself comfortable on the chair placed just opposite the bed horizontally and took out another cigratte and started smoking making few calls...

Her toes curled when she saw him moving towards her but to her relief he took the chair placed in the room...she breathed with the tears flowing from her eyes continuously...the more she tried to control her tears ,the more she felt them. She slowly moved her face to look at him from the corner of her eyes and found him smoking, busy on his phone .she didnt dared to move...sat in the same position anticipating his next move...her physical pain along with mental sickness was making difficult for her to sit straight...when she saw man getting up from his place..scared she whimpered..

Girl: nahi..

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Msk: v good mehra...m coming...

he smirked on phone and got up and rushed towards the door only to hear a whimper ...

he spun around only to observe the girl ,who was actually nonexisting for him in the room till now...he moved slowly towards her and sat beside her to find she was actually crying...

he bend sideways to crush his cigratte in ashtray kept adjacent to her on the small table while she felt moving him towards her and started crying ,couldnt help keeping it inside anymore...she broke down ...all the time she didnt dare to look at him when he was sitting this close to her...she tried controlling her tears...

girl: mmmujhe mmat mmaaro...mmai nnahi rroungi...

he closed his eyes listening to her voice and above all her words,her one sentence was enough to let him know she was forced into prostitution...his blood rushed into his veins in temper like a thunderbolt outside understanding the girl was being hit by the brothel keepers...

she shivered the moment she felt his hands moving ,she pulled her blouse up covering her mounds feeling uncomfortable which didnt went unnoticed by msk... he slowly passed her the glass of water kept beside...

she pressed her fingers tight onto her skirt shivering...he didnt moved the glass away but carefully noticed her shivering hands ...they were so innocent ..like baby hands... don't no why he restlessly waited for her to look up to him or he will die...

For few minutes both were sitting muted ,girl was shivering while msk kept looking at her hands forgetting his mere existence...his fingers moved on his own accord towards her face and he placed them on her chin making her look up to him ...she didnt moved her face until he firmly pressed his fingers into her chin ...she unwillingly followed him ,tears gushing her eye... she looked up to face him...

And their eyes met...

Ke tum shuru hue jaha mai khatam hua...

he saw a transparent layer of crystalline tears covering her eyes... she looked at him with her tearful eyes and could see a diminished face ,closing her eyes letting tears to flow and open instantly to find him lost into his own world...He eneterd into her depthness without her consent ...as if he was made to be drown into her depths...and she to hide him into her purity...while she tried to understand the feel of his eyes ,tried to read the emotion which she never witnessed for her from anybody...

Realizing the situation he furiously stood up disturbing her glance and she fell on her knees holding his legs pleading...

Girl: mmmai nnahi rroungii...pplss aap uunse mmat kkehna...ssach mmee aab nnahi rroungi...

His fingers curled into a fist and he immediately sit down on the floor removing her hands from his legs and carried her in his arms placing her on bed...

She fainted in stress taking his breath away...he patted her cheeks and then he observed her revealing dress...he removed his wind sheeter and covered her front...sprinkled the water on her face she woke up all of sudden sitting straight only to find his jacket around her...she covered herself trembling ,backing away from him on bed...he forcefully made her drink water and removed the traces of hairs carefully from her face while she drunk it covering his hand on glass with her trembling hands ,all the time her eyes looking into his...

He kept the glass aside when a lound thunder bolt jolted her insides frightening her to core she hugged him tight hiding herself into his him and crushing his shirt shivering more and more ...he kept his hands in air but he couldnt hold anymore feeling her trembling form into him and crushed her tight hugging her close to him if it was possible anymore to calm her ...he moved her hands soothingly onto her bare back which was hardly covered ...he gave his warmth to her with his tender ,gentle touch..he pulled his windsheeter which was crushed between them and covered her back pulled her,only to find she was unconscious again... he covered her properly zipping his windsheeter from front when his cell buzzed..

Msk shouted: aa raha hu...

While the phone almost slipped off mehra's hand listening to his roar..

next: girl at Msk's place (Thanks for reading...plsss frends , i beg for likes and comments...)

Part 2

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