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I can't get over this mind-blowing chapter dear.😳😳 Maybe because I can visualize Akdha enacting their parts so well😆😳😳
Let me first list down the parts I liked the most and why:'MY girl' - Lashy dear, I suggestion, use these words in the future chapters, whenever you feel it is apt. They are music to my ears😳😳 This is enough to show how much in love Jallu is and how much possessive he is about Jo😳😳
That's it! He'd had enough! The blood rushing to his head, Jalal slapped the table in explosive rage and stood up - kicking back his chair as he did so. --- Another bound of possessive streak by Jallu. I love that. Shareef the PERVERT watch out. An angry Jallu is going to smack you again if you trouble HIS GIRL😳😳😳
'She's my friend...I know her family and where she lives...I'll inform them and drop her home in my car!'
The look he gave Shareef as he ended that statement was the meanest 'Back off' glare he'd given any guy ever!------ Jallu I love you for this😳😳😳 He loves her, is possessive of her, is concerned for her and very very protective of HIS GIRL. BAACKKK OFFF YOU PERVERT. DONT DARE THIS AGAIN😡😡
So lost and oblivious - oblivious enough to the curious stares being thrown her way from the posh guests in the porch. Oblivious enough to the fact that her dupatta had just slipped off her shoulder - oblivious enough that her bra strap was now showing.
Thankfully, HE wasn't oblivious to the awkward predicament that she was in. Aware that the valet boys were watching them, Jalal discreetly moved the dupatta back to safeguard her dignity while continuing to help her get in. Softly ducking her head with his hand - just in time to stop her from hitting herself on her way inside - he assisted her with her seatbelt once she'd sat taken her seat. -------- That was so so so beautiful Lashy. He is so very protective of HIS GIRL. He is taking extra care to ensure that she does not feel awkward/embarrassed in front of others due to this sudden predicament. The head ducking incident further shows his caring side for her. Jallu is definitely a man who is truly in love. LOVED IT😳👏👏
She grabbed the kerchief, but adamantly refused to look his way - not even when she felt him shift close. Not even when she felt his hand gently reaching out to her palm. Not even when he'd enveloped her fingers within the warmth of his grasp. Not even when her fingers had stopped shivering thereafter. --- 😳😳😳😳😳😳 I won't elaborate on this. You know my feelings Lashy. Hatho mein hath😳😳😳 Jo ko Jallu ka saath😳😳😳
At THAT instant, she melted - how could she not? ------- That was a much needed medicine for Jo. Perfect timing Jallu to make your GIRL come out off all the emotional upheaval she had experienced/faced in the evening👏👏
PART 24
10th February
'Hey' the brute whispered - coming even closer 'I'm explaining a theory I have about 'us'...' once he'd gotten her full attention with that last statement, he pursued with fervour 'You know Jo, you put on this facade of being tough...acting like you don't care about men like me ...but, the reality is something else...' spotting her flabbergasted expressions, he elaborated further 'Jo...I can sense that you have a soft corner for me... that you like me...' 🤣 What. He must be kidding. I could not stop laughing.
For a moment, she didn't even know how to react - till the absurdity of the entire situation hit her. The following minute she'd had the loudest laugh of her life - not only was this guy a clumsy pest, he was also delusional! Ohhh she had same reaction as me.
'What the heck, Shareef' she laughed heartily -not knowing how else to react 'Please don't come up with such theories again...'
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Him? HIM, out of all people? The very man with whom he'd fought against at the club - for HER sake. The very man who'd deliberately injured him last month. The very man she suspected of sending those lewd texts. Yet, here she was enjoying his company. Cracking jokes. TOUCHING him! Letting him touch her! Oooh getting jealous more and more
Both were blinded by jealousy - yes, to a certain extent by the flower vase in the centre - but, mainly by jealousy.
Had it not been so, the usually 'perceptive' Jodha could have grasped that Jalal's participation in his conversations were purely formal. Had it not been so, the 'smart' Jalal would have had no trouble noticing Jodha's hidden disgust in her interactions with Shareef. On the contrary, everything appeared exaggerated for both - a smile was beginning to resemble a giggle and a giggle a laugh - a mere brush resembled a touch and a touch something more! Loved how u describe this that how people exaggerate even smallest things when they re jealous.
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'There we go again' Jodha grimaced when the eighth round of soft giggles and tender touching played stop to his gawking.
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'The sick pervert!' Jalal's grip around the fork had tightened ever since he'd discovered the weirdo checking out her bare neck and semi-exposed shoulders 'What the hell does he think he's doing ...ogling at her like that...at MY girl...' he paused. His frowns eased - he couldn't believe his head had just uttered the 'My girl' bit. Having briefly delved upon it, he set aside the feel-good thoughts for the time being and looked up again - still twirling the fork amidst his fingers 'Aur ye Jodha bhi na...in all her outings with me, she used to be Miss Decent...and out of all days, TODAY...the one day that she wears that sexy sort of a neckline...she ends up sitting with that perv!'.
Awww. He siad MY girl and look at jalal he is getting so posesseive and concerned.
This coming from a man who'd NEVER had issues with any girl's skirt lengths or necklines ever!
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'No sir...' Shareef stepped away from his chair and went forth to aid the passed-out junior off the floor 'I can drop her home...in my car...'
'NO!' his stern voice interrupted the sudden influx of over-enthused helpers as Jalal hastily joined the commotion that'd built up in a jiffy. Keeping his attitude in check - what with him addressing respectable professors and the sort - he proceeded to convey his message calmly but clearly 'She's my friend...I know her family and where she lives...I'll inform them and drop her home in my car!'
Thank god. Jalal came. This shareef is not sharif at all.
The look he gave Shareef as he ended that statement was the meanest 'Back off' glare he'd given any guy ever!
THE PORCH OF THE MARIOTT HOTEL - OUTSIDE HIS SILVER AUDI
'Hey hey' the anxious young man supportively tightened his grip on her shoulder as he sensed her losing her gait once
Thankfully, HE wasn't oblivious to the awkward predicament that she was in. Aware that the valet boys were watching them, Jalal discreetly moved the dupatta back to safeguard her dignity while continuing to help her get in. Softly ducking her head with his hand - just in time to stop her from hitting herself on her way inside - he assisted her with her seatbelt once she'd sat taken her seat.
Awww so caring and protective of him.
Before long, he'd shut her door, tipped the valets, taken his place behind the wheel and then driven off from the hotel porch.
INSIDE THE AUDI - PARKED ON A QUIET ROAD
'Jalal' she weakly murmured - after taking a sip of the nimbu paani Abdul had gotten for her at the hotel 'Khaali baite ho for twenty minutes now...I would have waited at the hotel lobby and caught an auto when I felt better...'
Exhaling deeply, he darted her a stern glare 'Enough with the drama, I'll be here for as long as it takes!'
She got the message! Not that she didn't expect it though - only, she couldn't help feeling bad for him. She'd insisted that she'd get home after she appeared a bit more 'normal' - lest her overprotective family freaked out - and he'd been patiently waiting for her to recover so he could drop her off.
'Jodha' he decided to broach the subject that'd been troubling him for a while now 'I think you should talk to the college authorities about all this on Monday morning! Bahut ho gayaa...'
'W...what?' her soft expressions vanished as she slowly sat up on her seat
The perturbed man read her curious stares 'You don't realize what's happened, right?' he rubbed his forehead worriedly 'I...I suspect your drink was spiked...'.
Omg, i thought she was tired. This is nice twist. Thank god, jala came. It was shareef who did this then. That bast**d.
'W...what' she gasped - the emerging dread in her heavy eyes apparent. In the process of recovering from the after effects, she hadn't yet given the 'whys' and 'hows' of her condition a thought - but now that he'd said so, it was all beginning to make sense.
'I...I...mean...' he went on to surmise grimly 'I can't say anything for certain...but, you say you weren't exhausted today...and that you're not prone to fainting spells...besides, your weird descriptions of the effects sound like it was a drug...'
'Y...you mean Shareef...' the aghast young lady covered her mouth in horror
'OBVIOUS, isn't it?' Jalal came back assertively 'Though I can't understand how the dimwit assumed that he could get away with it in a public place...' turning ahead, he gazed at the empty grey roads for a short spell - before facing her again 'Anyway, why didn't you sternly tell him off as soon as he sat next to you ...can you imagine what would have happened had I not been there...' the disappointment in his tone amplified with every passing word 'Do you know...when you were unconscious, he was offering to drive you back home...'
'W...what...' she whimpered 'NO!'
Sitting still for a few minutes, Jodha struggled to stomach the depravity of the situation she'd just escaped - it was no easy task 'He was planning to drug me and then take me with him to...' she couldn't even complete the disgraceful supposition. Her sheltered upbringing meant that drink-spiking and date-raping were evils she'd only read about in the papers. The fact that she might have been a target for such a crime was a reality too ugly and mortifying to come to terms with.
Poor her. That is a very scary thought. U described her reaction very well about how she felt and also how worried jalal is too.
'God' the ashen young lady shuddered and buried her face in her hands, as it hit her. It had hit her hard indeed. Had Shareef had his way, she could have been in the worst juncture of her life that night!
'Kyaa what what!' he chided the junior to snap her out of it 'You were so engrossed in your conversation with him all along...or you might have seen something' his fist automatically clenched in rage as he recalled the perverse scenes he'd witnessed 'You didn't even realize what all...what all he...was...upto...'
'I know Jalal...I'm NOT an idiot...' she glared in defiance. She was still reeling from the shock and she could very well do without the 'If you had' speech for then. With her voice starting to choke, she had to clear her throat before continuing 'That was the only seat left...the table's reserved for our institute members...how could I ask him to get lost...and what do YOU know...I was just gritting my teeth and putting up with him to avoid a scene...' her desperation showed through as she struggled to recoup herself 'Besides, how am I to know things would get so nasty or dangerous?'
Just then, she saw his gazes falling upon her palm and her gazes followed suit. She had no idea when her fingers had begun trembling so much. Hurriedly hiding her hand under her dupatta, she turned away to stare out of the window in an attempt to conceal her eyes that were tearing-up
'God...its chilly in this car...' she remarked. She was shaken. She was enraged. She felt cheated. She was in an emotional mess and she wished he didn't have to catch her in that vulnerable condition.
Awww. I can totally understand.I hate to cry infront of others too be it friends, family or someone.
In fact, HE wished for the same too - that he didn't have to witness her in so helpless a state! It pained him immensely. She was his pride and he hated that someone had attempted to tamper with the spirit of this confident young lady in his very presence.
Awwww. That really touched me. He said she was HIS PRIDE.
'Jodha' he spoke up tenderly, after giving her a second to settle down 'Its ok...you're fine now...we both will take this matter to the college authorities on Monday...ok?' he offered her his kerchief since her eyeliner was now smudging on her cheek
She grabbed the kerchief, but adamantly refused to look his way - not even when she felt him shift close. Not even when she felt his hand gently reaching out to her palm. Not even when he'd enveloped her fingers within the warmth of his grasp. Not even when her fingers had stopped shivering thereafter. 😳
'Jodha' he tried justifying his firm stance from a minute ago 'I'm sorry if I sounded stern... but, I just want you to be more careful...I'm concerned...obviously, when I'm around I wouldn't let any harm come to you...but, I can't be around you always, right?'
She remained silent - refusing to glimpse his way or acknowledge his attempts. Yes, his warm touch had calmed her frayed nerves a bit. Yes, his supportive gesture was the best thing that'd happened to her that evening. Yes, his caring advice was the sweetest thing she'd heard from him in a long time. However, she wasn't ready to smile - not yet!😳
'And hey...' he retracted his hand to tap her arm sportively 'The Jodha Singh I know is NO weakling...so you better not make her one! She is a fighter...'
'Jalal' she interrupted, by tossing him an unmoved stare
'Kya' he grinned playfully 'I were told these words by a very bright young lady once...they worked like a charm...made me view life differently when I was low...I guarantee they'll have the same effect on you too...within 10 seconds...' following a naughty wink, he started counting '10...9...8...7...'
At THAT instant, she melted - how could she not? That was HER Jalal sitting there - right next to her - the smart reasonable mischievous friendly fella she missed. She'd finally had the chance to meet him after nearly two months! Breaking out into a stingy half-smile, she nodded grudgingly 'Jalal..tum bhi na...'
Did she just say HER JALAL.? Ohhh look who is getting smitten now. So sweet. This was such awweeest momet. These two are sweethearts. I do not know y but i got little teary eyed.
However, her joy was short-lived when it all came back to her the following moment. This friendliness could only be temporary - a show to make her feel better for then. Three sweet sentences couldn't negate the strained relations they'd had in the past month. How could she ignore his 'NO we can't be friends' every time she'd approached him? How could she ignore how content he appeared in the company of Miss Giggles till an hour ago? He'd obviously forgotten about her and moved on!
'Chodo Jalal' she scoffed him thereafter - freeing her hands 'Sab natak hai...'
'Natak?' he was confused 'What do you mean?'
'Then what?' she suddenly sat up and spun around to confront him with an unanticipated burst of energy - as though she'd just been given the right ammunition and battle ground to wage a war she'd been aching to wage 'YOU are the one who asked me to forget about 'US' and now YOU make tall promises of being there for me...blah...blah!'
Woah! He was briefly taken aback by the rapid shift in her behaviour. Within a minute; forlorn Jodha had become friendly Jodha who'd again become feisty Jodha! Nevertheless; he'd have feisty and friendly over forlorn anyday!
'Come again...' he frowned teasingly
'You're finding this funny? Well it's NOT!' the lack of seriousness in his expressions was really getting to her now 'It's not funny...just like how your ceaseless jokes and hugs with Miss Giggles weren't funny either...they only seemed fake and silly...' phew, she'd said it. She felt better now!
Omg, she is going to reveall all and hopefully jalal catches that she is getting jealous. I cannot believe she really said it. But, i do not blame her. It is understandable.
'What?' Ok! He didn't quite approve of the sarcasm in her tone there, but he needed to clear a few doubts first 'Miss Giggles?'
'Like you don't know who I'm talking about...that lady you'd brought along today...you met her at the cinema theatre too, right?' she could see that he was about to say something - but she didn't let him speak. She had too much pent-up steam that she needed to blow off first.
Nahinnn !!!!!! That's it. U kidding me? Omg, i so want to know what is going to happen and what is she going to say and what is he going to say? Is jalal goong to catch jealousy or is he going to tease her or r they going to be friends again or what. Lashy, not fair. Now plzzz update soon. Pleaseee.
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Hope you enjoyed it😳
This coming from a man who'd NEVER had issues with any girl's skirt lengths or necklines ever!
'Kya' he grinned playfully 'I were told these words by a very bright young lady once...they worked like a charm...made me view life differently when I was low...I guarantee they'll have the same effect on you too...within 10 seconds...' following a naughty wink, he started counting '10...9...8...7...'
At THAT instant, she melted - how could she not? That was HER Jalal sitting there - right next to her - the smart reasonable mischievous friendly fella she missed. She'd finally had the chance to meet him after nearly two months! Breaking out into a stingy half-smile, she nodded grudgingly 'Jalal..tum bhi na...'
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