Chapter 4
He came back from outhouse and straight went to his room. His head is spinning. He knows his brother is a monster, but he didn't know that he is also a ruthless monster who can do anything for his benefit.
He opens his kurta's button and pulls it out of his body and threw it in the bed. He is just can't tolerate this atmosphere. He went inside the bathroom only in a pant and opens the tap and sat below it.
The cold water running down from his body. His pyjama got fully wet now sticking with his lower body. The water is cold. The weather in this Rajasthan, in this end of January is colder. But his body is burning.
He is feeling many emotions together now. He doesn't know what to say. He is angry on two things. On his brother as he is such a devil to kidnap an innocent girl for god knows why. And to himself, that he can do nothing to Jodha. He saw her hand which was cut got knows how many. He is feeling hurt for seeing an innocent girl without any deed binded with chains like an animal. He is feeling helpless, that he could open that chains and free her, but he can't. As if he did that Bilal will be angrier and may be this time he killed that innocent girl.
"God damn!!!" he punch his fist on the opposite wall. "Aah" he hold his hand as its paining due to that punch.
"He is a monster!!" he thought while gulping the pain in his hands. He doesn't know what it is but he somehow started to have an attachment with Jodha. As she is just like him. PRISONER of REVENGE. Just the cause is different.
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After coming back o his room wrapping towel he started to search for another set of cloths.
"chote hukum aapka sham ka nashta..." [chote hokum your evening snacks]
A bubbly playful Rajasthani maid wearing ochre yellow Ghaghara entered his room with a pital plate and a glass covering by another. She went near the window and put the plate and the glass on the table and turns...
"hayyy re daiyaaa!!" she scream while covering her eyes.
Jalal at first didn't notice her. But her shrill scream made him look to her. The moment he look, he saw she was running towards outside like she have fire on her back.
He thought, "what the hell was that, why did she run away like that. He shrugged his thought.
But the moment he turn around, he saw himself, wrapping just in a towel.
"Ohh Shit!!!! No doubt she will run away" but he chuckled thinking the position of that maid.
After wearing cloths he went to the porch and called for Champa.
"Champa...Champa..."
The maid came with evening snacks for jalal came to stairs head.
"ji hokum" she said having her head down.
Jalal look at her. And laugh at her plight. But straighten himself.
"You have come to my room for evening snacks?" jalal put her hands on the railing.
"ji hokum"
"Who told you to give me that?"
"Bade hokum, hokum.'
If he want to thank for his caring nature, but he can't after watching everything.
"Didn't your Bade Hukum never told you to knock? Or you don't know that?"
Champa got scared for the first time listening her chote hukum's voice tone. She never listen jalal to be so scary. May be its in their bloodline.
"maaf kare hokum. Aage se na hove mhare se" [it will ne not repeated, hukum pardon me]
"Better. I don't know about others, but never enter in my room before knocking, or asking. Hmm??"
"ji hokum"
With this Champa was about to turn, but jalal called her.
"ek baat batao Champa, bade hokum kaha hai?" [Say one thing Champa, where is bade hokum?]
"ji woh to daftar ke kaam me gaye hai," [he had gone for his office work]
"kab tak lautenge?" [When will he come?]
"malum nahi hokum, per zyada tar sade 10 baje tak laut ate hai." [i don't know hokum, but generally he came back around 10:30]
"hmm" jalal hummed.
"aapko or kuch chahiye hokum?"
"nahi Champa, bas jab bhi woh aye keh dena ke chote hokum unka intezar kar rahe hai." [No i don't need, but whenever he returns tell him that Chote hokum is waiting for him]
"ji hokum." Champa went away.
Jalal came down on the hallway, and sat on the sofa. May be the reason of kidnapping Jodha is in his room itself' he thought. His mind and heart are battling with each other. His mind warning him to stop as if Bilal came to know what he is thinking, he will make his life more hell.
But his heart wants to help Jodha for what his brother doing to him.
He slowly without doing any sound went towards Bilal's room. He checks all side as if there is anyone, and then he entered in.
Lighting the 60 power bulb, he started searching. He opens the writing table, there were some letter pads printing the name of their company, Siddiqi Wood Works. A few pens in the pen stand.
Next he went to the closet. He opens the door and look after it.
There are few shirts, some pathani salwars, and few handkerchiefs in the upper rack, in the lower two racks are fool of newly ironed costly suits and other costly clothing. There was a locker and a drawer in the closet. He first opens the locker. The key is just above it.
There are few bundles of 10 & 50 rupees note, and some bills and papers. Jalal checked all but nothing found. Jalal understand, these are the money from which Bilal used to pay the house expenses, may be the other money is in the sandook.
He open the other closet. And suddenly he himself has feel like champa. Ohh god!!! Its his Underwear!!!' he thought.
He closed the closet. Frustration went on his mind. He is still unsuccessful to find any evidence of the reason of Jodha's kidnap. He was about to go towards the sandook ...
"Champa..." bilal's voice made him aware. For a moment he gloomily looks around. Then suddenly remembered. He is in his brother's room. No one will doubt him.
She went to he sofa and lay on it, like he was sleeping on the sofa. He closed his eyes, bt opening his ears. He can hear the foot step outside the room coming closer. He put his hands on his eyes like covering himself from light. And lay straight.
He heard a sound of opening the door. Bilal enters. And quite weird seeing lights on. He look around and see jalal was sleeping on the couch.
"Jalal you here? Champa said you want to talk?"
Jalal move his hands and open his eyes. Watching bilal standing he hurriedly stand up.
"ohh bhai..aap aa gaye?"
"tum mere kamre me kya kar rahe ho?" this sudden question made jalal to tumble a little. [what are you doing in my room?]
"woohh aaammm... main aapse milna chahta the, karma khula tha to aa gaya, champa ayi thi to bol diya ke apko bol de jab bhi aye to. Fir yaha aa gaya or thake hue the to socha jab tak aap na ao tab tak jhapki lelu." [wooohh ammm i want to meet u . the door was open so I came here. I meet champa and told her to inform you that i want to meet whenever you came back. Then i come here. I was tired so think of taking a short nap till you return.]
Bilal checked jalal top to bottom. He could understand his actions.
"baithiye na bhaijaan. Aapse kuch baat karni hai." [sit bhaijaan, want to talk to you]
Bilal looked at him for the last time and sat in the sofa. Jalal sat on the opposite one. Champa entered.
"bade hokum, aplogo lie khana lagau?" [bade hokum, will i plate the dinner for you two?]
"lagado. Or haa jalal ke thali pe kacche pyaaz rakhna bhul mat jana har din ki tarha. Jaao." [yes, and don't forget to put onion pieces on jalal's plate like every day. Go!] champa went away.
Jalal smile a bit. Bilal look at him with a cunning smile.
"kya baat hai jalal? Aj farishta shaitan ke paas aya hai? Akhir baat kya hai?" [Tell me what the matter is? Today the angle came to a devil for work. What's the matter?]
"bhai don't tell like that." Jalal said with low voice. aap jaise hai humare bhaijaan hai." [How ever you are, you are my brother.]
Bilal look at him with a devilious smile. "ohh really? Then tell me what kind of help my brother want me to do?"
Jalal hesitate for a moment. "bhaijaan, i have come back after so many days. i learn many thing, learns different lifestyle.' Jalal cunningly smile at Bilal. "London ki rangeen duniya bhi dekhi hai" [i have see the colourful' life of London.] bilal look at him quite shocked, "now its the time to be responsible. If you don't mind i want to handle the company with you bhaijaan"
Bilal's face turned horrible for a moment, jalal will be with him in the office. In his base of black money.
"Jalal you are still the little one." Bilal took his hands. But jalal look at him with concern "you don't have to worry. I know in business there are not only right way to do work." Jalal look at his brother with cunning smile. "i know that very well. And our business in no difference. And bhaijaan. There is no business without being white as a sheet." He smiles again.
Now it's bilal's turn to chuckle. "You have grown up dude!" jalal smiled, "all because of you." He did salaam.
"ohk. You can come tomorrow with me. But tell me what happen to you suddenly that you want to join business?"
"nothing bhai, my friends think that i can only do party or spend time with various girls" jalal chucled at bilal.
"woow you have that habit? Killing man!!" Bilal got happy having a partner of crime. Somewhere he thought to have him as his right hand in his business.
Jalal laugh a bit. "ab kya kare, madira or narisangat do aisi cheese hai jo chute na chute. Ab ek se to zindagi bhar nahi chalti? Woh ek baat hai na, bistar ki chadar badalni chahiye varna aram nahi milta or gandi bhi lagti hai. Ab take k hi bistar pe soyega admi," jalal chuckled looking at Bilal.
[now what to do, liquor and girls something can't leave if once started. There was a wording, you have to change the bed cover. If not they will got dirty and stink. How many times you will sleep on the same bed?]
"kitni ki jawani looti hai tumne ab tak?" bilal's straight forwards raw approach made jalal look at him. [how many of there virginity you broke?"]
"hisab nahi hai bhai. Hisab kyu rakhna, kaam kiye jaao bas!" [Haven't calculated the number. And what's with that? Only we have to work." Bilal smiles a bit.
Jalal want to ask about Jodha. But he didn't know where to start.
"aah bhaijaan, wanna ask you something." Bilal look at him while he walks up to the closet and opens his kurta. Jalal saw a nail scratch on his chest just below the Pway. Looks like someone gripped him tight with nails.
"hmm, say." Bialal said changing his kurta and put a plate of cashew in front of him and a bottle of Rum. Jalal cant breath in this alcoholic environment. But he controlled himself.
"bhaijaan, i have saw you have put that girl in the hostage."
Bilal's hand stoped on the moment opening the bottle. "what u see?" he asked in his deep dangerous voice.
"nothing, just saw you gripped her hair and said something, then they took her out." Jalal said in a simple voice.
"hmmm..." bilal hummed a bit.
"bhai, i want that girl for me" jalal said with demanding voice.
Bilal looked at him with very much shock while jalal was smiling inside.
Precap: jalal Jodha spend some time alone in the out house
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