I was bit busy these days so got late in updating the sequal. Do give it a read, and let me know if you like it.
Happy reading 😊
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~• Part - 3 : Vir is suspicious •~
Vir's heart shatters to see her in a distressing, miserable and vulnerable state. He rushes towards her and gathers Purvi in his arms. She opens her eyes, how on earth could she not identify her Mukhi ji. In a trembling, weak voice she called his name "mu... Mukhi... Ji" Vir has tears in his eyes. The voice which was so chirpy and used to stir sugar in his ears sounded so wounded. He had never imagined that her calling him would ever be so unbearable for him. "Bawrriiii...." He kisses her forehead out of anxiety. He gently pats her cheeks and face to see her face clearly. He was shocked to see so many scratches on her face, a wound on her side forehead and her lips all dry and cracked. He immediately understood that she's thirsty. "Bawriii... Thoda ruk..." He goes to fetch some water for her.
He returns with water and lays Purvi in his lap to make her drink. Vir is outrageous -- jisne bhi tera yo haal kiya hai, mai teri kasam kha ke kehta hun bawri use zinda na chodduga. Isse bhi jyada dard duuga mai use.
Purvi drinks all of the water. "Mukhi ji... " Her voice was better. "Apko yha nhi aana chaiye tha...." She is teary because of fear and worry.
V - tujhe bachane mai kaise nhi aata. [He becomes very emotional] tu chal mere sath yha se... Uth !!
P - nhi Mukhi ji.. agar unhone dekh lia to humare saath saath wo apko .....!! [She is too week to resist in a loud voice]
V - mai kissi se naa darta... (There is anger mixed with concern in his eyes)
P - par hum darrte hai... Apke lie !! Humari baat suniye plijjj apko humari kasam ..!! [She pants because of speaking continuously]
V - araam se (he gets worried on seeing her breath heavily) tu kyo har baar apni chalawe hai... Bol ib !! (He complained)
P - Mukhi ji, hume lagta hai ki in sab me koi apna bhi shamil hai. Koi jo humse badla lena chahta hai, humare zariye apse kuch galat karwana chahta hai... [ Purvi holds his hand with all the strength her body has]
V - par tu ye kaise keh sake hai ??
Flashback :
Goons receive a call. He recieves it and puts it on speaker. Its a lady -- wo Molkki kaisi hai? [She asks in a tough, cold tone fraught with hatred.]
-- "malkin uski haalat thik nhi hai. Aise to wo mar jaygi ...."
Lady - marna to tay hai.. par abhi naa. Yo ladki wo chabhi hai jo virendar ko mere kadmo me gira sake hai. Aur fir wo howega jo mai chahu hun.
-- "ap yha kab tak ayegi ??"
Lady - abhi HAWELI me police ayi hai. Unke jane ke baad mai augi.
The call ends.
Purvi tells about this call which took place 2 days ago. "mukhi ji, use pta tha haweli me police hai aur us waqt wo vha hi thi... Islie ho sakta hai ki ..."
Vir is shocked. His mind is numb so are is hands. He's unable to figure out a name. "To tu key chahe hai? Mai tujhe yha akela chhod dun aur us aurat ko dhundu?"
P - haa Mukhi ji... Kyoki uska maksad ap hai, hum to kewal zariya hai. Agar hum bach gye to wo kisi aur ko dhaal bana kar ap tak pohochne ki koshish kregi.
V - tu pagal ho gyi hai?? Mai tanne aise chod ke naa jaa sakta fir chahe jo ho. [Vir is adamant to take Purvi with him]
P - agar kal ko humari jagah humare bachhe hue to? Mukhi ji hum ye sab seh lege. Bas ap hume vachan dijiye ki ap humare parivar ke "RAKSHAK" banege.
V - mai tera bhi "RAKSHAK" hun bawri. Na mere pariwar ko kuch hoga naa hi tanne yo vachan hai mhara.
Vir sees her wounded feet which are cuffed with shackles. It was as if his soul is captured and he can't do anything to free it.
Injured is Purvi, but pained is Vir... That's the magic of love. When you feel others pain more than your own.
Vir is reluctant to leave her in this hell again - a cursed place which always gave him grieves. He hands her a small keypad phone. "Tu ise chupa ke rakh. Jab bhi tujhe lage tu mhare se baat kar sake hai, manne phone mila lena par dhyan se..." He again kisses her forehead.
P - itni chinta hai apko humari ?? [Purvi manages to smile and teasingly asks him]
V - bas shuru teri bak bak... [He too smiles with tears. How can she always handle things so smoothly? How her smile always steals my breath, my heart? How can I not love her innocence❤️] Bhot chinta hai manne teri. Samjhi ??
They hug each other again. Purvi forces him to leave before someone re enters. Vir stands and starts walking out. He keeps on turning and looking back at her until she's out of his sight. After all he was leaving his heart behind that too caught in grave danger. He wipes off his tears and carefully sneaks out of the mansion.
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As he's taking his way back to haweli, he is in a muddled state of mind. "Kaun ho sake iske piche? Agar koi ghar se hi hai to mai kisi ko naa bata sakta ki mai bawri se mila hun. Manne jald se jald sach ka pata lagana hoga... Aur ib ek beta banke naa ...balki MUKHIYA banke..." Vir knew how rational and unbiased he becomes when he sees himself as mukhiya and not an ordinary man.
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He reaches Haweli. Everyone is waiting desperately for him to deliver a good news to them.
Yogi - bhaiya kya bhabhi vha thi?
Vir had already decided to stay shut on this matter. "Naaa... Vha koi naa tha. Wo jagah aj bhi veeran hai". He dint meet anyone's eyes and straight away heads to his room.
Everyone was disappointed. 😔
Vir in his room
He's all by his own and trying to figure out all the possible perspectives to look and handle the complex situation he is in.
"Bawri ne btaya ki koi hai jo manne majbur karna chawe hai. Aisa koi tabhi karega jab wo mere ta nafrat karta ho -- par is ghar me aisa kaun ho sake hai??" He questions himself but got no answer, partially because he dint have any lead to put someone in doubt circle and partially because he feared the involvement of someone near to him.
Caught in the distress of innumerous questions and their possible answers, his Brain started observing certain events in past - "Purvi ke khilaaf mere mann me shaq paida karna, uspar shivratri wale din hamla hona aur ib usko agwaah karna ....iska matlab saaf hai ki koi usne jaan se marna chawe hai. Aur yo sab tab se shuru hua jab se .....jab se Vaibhav ki maut hui" Vir's face became white with utter shock. He could not stand what his mind was telling him. This directly inferred prakashi's indulgence in this conspiracy. "Jab se mai lauta hun, maa ghar kyun naa ayi? Pehle bhi manne saboot mile hai unke khilaaf aur ib manne lag rha hai ki wo vaibhav ki maut ka zimmedar Purvi ne maane hai islie yo sab.....!!"
Vir wished he could deny the facts but he could not , for they were too concrete to be overlooked.
Vir's heart broke into million pieces - the first women he ever trusted in his life turned out to be plotting against him. The indications were clear enough, and her absence a proof to their factfulness. "Vaibhav galat tha aur use uske kie ki saza mili par uske lie tune mhare sath ye kyo kiya ...." He could no longer control his emotions and bursted into tears, letting out all tha pain he was in, his loneliness, helplessness, vulnerability all came out through his eyes. He let his heart out completely and mourned for considerably long.
After enough introspection on what he should do next, he came to a conclusion "agar tu maa hone ka dharm bhul gyi hai to ib mai bhi tera beta na balki apne pariwar ka RAKSHAK banke tera samna karuga. Tanne tere kie ki saza bhugatni hogi...." He wiped off his last year. He was betrayed by his mother ....no, his STEP MOTHER indeed.
Little did he knew that the actual calamity was still waiting at his door step, the only delay was of him reaching there. He was unaware of a number of secrets, which have the tendency of making his life upside down. He thought it was only because of vaibhav that prakshi turned against him but he had no idea what more was buried in the dark walls of KHANDAHAR. He had already lost much of his precious keeps -- most recent of them being his mother.... But this wasn't all. He again stood on the verge of loosing a lot -- his love, his family, his trust and ......what nobody knew except ______!!!
To be continued 😊