Love Turn Into A Nightmar-Part 3 - Page 24, 6/9/2017 - Page 10

Feeling not sleepy sitting on the ground, Note-down one crushed newspaper what she got from the road. Her every certificate left behind where she come, this time she have nothing in her hands . Her tummy is growling. She saw her clothes ,it's very dirty then look at that rope that was she hanging in her hut , only one churidar is there hanging. She have only two clothes one she already weard . Tomorrow she will again try to search another job as she didn't have any of her certificates so searching for if anyone giving add for house maid


Next Day



She left for one middle class home where they want one maid for their home chores.

Rang the door bell waiting for someone open the door. After sometime someone opened it.

Person (Lady) : Haan ji koun hai ? With her bitter voice

Girl : Ji I'm Geet that lady make a confused face

Lady : Haan toh mai kya karu Geet ji like taunting

She is feeling so ashamed of herself heard her taunting like that.

Geet : Ji dharasal newspaper mein add diya tha .Slowly

Lady : Kounsa Add ? Making a face

Geet : Maid chahiye aapko ? With hope if she got this job

Lady : Oo woh wala job ...acha...acha she remember and laughed then saw her if she is some dirt.kya kya kaam aata hai tujhe ? Asked with her bitter voice

Geet : Ji sab kuch . Slowly

Lady : Ok andar aaja . She let her entered in her home...Geet saw her home , it's nice "chota hai par accha hai"in her mind because she belongs to high class family. But sadly in past.

That lady pas her some of her dirty clothes then instructed her to clean the floor. After that cooking also ...Giving her instructions she left for her room where someone is waiting for her.


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Khurana Construction



Maan : No no I want to see her begging for every meals...do you get that . How could she got a job ...how ? he bark at someone in his phone Do whatever you want but I want to see her begging for death that will be also fear come close to her his veins prominent the way he is clinching his fist . Cutting the phone thow it mercilessly on the wall that is now broke into pieces.

Pacing restlesly in this cabin losing his tie that is now chocked him . Throwing ot away.

Maan : How could ? Itni asani se nahi Miss.Handa...itni asani se mai tumhe jane nahi dene wala. Pushing his hair with both of his hands with frustration. His eyes blood shoot red
Taking his landline as he already broke his phone called someone. After cutting the phone he smirk

Maan : Tch tch tch ...Aab mai bhi dekhta hu , kab tak Maan Singh Khurana se bachogi Miss.Handa smirk like a cruel man.

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Where Geet cleaning floor just then someone behind her grab her waist tightly.

She jerked only to see one fat man with a dirty smirk looking at her lustfully. She backed seeing him coming closer. About to run towards the door but that lady who give her job closed the door already and block her way . Looks fear both of them where they are laughing at her plight.

Geet : Please mujhe jane do...please mujhe chod do weeping with hiccup shivering seeing them coming closer. Koi hai help me screaming but no one heard her voice...


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