FF~Ajeeb Dasta~ Part 39 page 102 (16 JAN) - Page 12

'madhu!... Madhu!... Mad-hu...' Rishab bounced his rubber ball against the hard wall while leaning back at his red large sofa. 'who was she?' he questioned with a smirk. 'i never knew girls have interest in this types of job!...'

Bittuji looked at RK confusingly. Since he came from the the great digester party, he have lost his sense in that nameless girl called madhu. 'are you alright sir?' bittuji looked worriedly at RK's changing expression. 'no- I mean are you feeling alright?'

'from your great words bittuji...' he spines his head sideways to face the chubby man, playing with his phone with little worry, 'I get this feeling...' he paused, creating a surprise face, 'a invitation to be precise that I require to visit doctors!..' he stood up, putting his hand in to the Gray trouser, walking lazily towards him, 'I look fine, walked out of the hall without any injury thanks to the girl madhu... I didn't see you there, guarding me, actually more of hiding behind this body. Now now bittuji, don't you think it's my duty ... No... Our duty to say special thank you?' he pushes his eyebrow up, questioning with irritating face. 'you will be the first person to say thank you and also to locate this girl!'

Bittuji dare not look up at the angry RK. He looked down with wonder where to find this girl, specially in india she could be anywhere. He was doubting his question with uneasy reaction of RK's.

'is that clear bittuji?' RK questioned with a annoying tone.

'yes chief!'

RK stood in middle of his bedroom, looking at his big picture, admiring his irresistible look. 'you do look amazing RK, with your charming smile. I can see no fault. Perfect.' he smirked.

The evening may not have been perfect for this man however he have won his fare share of the deal. Mr troy offering a film that he couldn't have denied even in his dream and than meeting an unexpected intruder, saved by a princess of beauty. He must admit to his deepest self to satisfy the long wait for this girl, she was indeed a beauty.

RK have laid his eyes upon many beautiful, intolerant and brave girls and out of them he have his favorites. However seeing this girl name madhu have reworked a dissatisfaction. He is missing something, a permanent partner perhaps.

Marriage was surly not in his card, he was despairing this girl, wanted to know more about the mysterious appearance of ravishing light brown eyes with light golden hair. 'no- no...' RK spines around. 'the hair was black!' he smiled to him self.

The black hair indeed brought out the beauty of her milky white skin. Those long lash and that short red dress, he could almost taste the silky thigh.

RK smiled at his wild thoughts. He never thought this dirty, After all he have reputation, some decency towards any girls, but she was no ordinary girl. She was madhu that he is longing at the moment.

RK picked his phone while turning on the telly, typing the word madhu to Google if anything comes up related to the girl he have encountered few hours back. The nonstop source gave RK no answer to his irritating heart, he failed. Now it was all up the great bittuji.



'yes chif!'

'i will provide you 24 hours, if I don't have that girls details than make sure you have resignation ready for me to sign to say the last goodbye!'

Bittuji worriedly walked out before RK could finish his sentence.

The chubby man walked out of the room without a second look back. His mind was occupied with many RK's unwanted wish, or precisely, something he dare not try to understand.

after bittuji left rk slowly walks down his long marble stair to encounter with nun other than his x-girlfriend and now his so called bhabi. Pretty lame he thought.

'RK...' Depali with smile looked at him with grinding teeth. The strong thigh clearly visible through the silk nightdress he wore, while the abs almost see though the thin layer of silk. 'looking very handsome as usual!' she smiled with little grin. 'beautiful... Handsome...' her lips already became watery, by jumping in to the old memory.

'bhabi ji...' RK shouts out historically. 'your hungry eyes fears me at my own house. Dare I say, don't siky fulfill the long thirst you have!' he mocked with slight agitation in his tone, avoiding any psychical contact while walking around heading towards the big bar that laid other side of the hall.

'maybe- maybe not!' Depali flowed. 'fear at our own house? Now that's an insult RK!' she spoke with a lazy tone. Her hand nonstop twisted the long curly over her shoulder, licking the top lips to show the desire that builds in her just by seeing him. 'you know my heart could never be like that.

RK took his seat in front of the bar and looked at Depali, offering a drink.

'sweet,' Depali spoke while taking the drink. 'I hope your uncontrolled mind not thinking of controlling me?' he winked while taking a seep.

'now now, do you really think I am that cheap?' RK lazily replies. His thought was still occupied with the sweet name madhu, and those gorgeous eyes. He spines on the chair, facing way from this loose lady who can barely control to expose any parts of her body in front of him.

'no, I sure don't, however I can see those desire in your eyes when you first saw me!' she innocently replied.

RK rolled his eyes, whispering 'hore!'... 'I can assure you, it's not for you or neither your concern dips!' he smirked seeing the irritating face of dips from corner of his eyes. RK lazily played with the glass as he continued talking. 'shouldn't you be worry about that half man husband of yours, or if he is man at all, to be honest I think last time you looked extremely wake after i had beaten you madly on bed 2 years back!' he mocked.

Dips red face erupted further as RK reworked her memory. No matter how much she may try to forget every incident he and his igniting body will wake every desire in her body.

She leaned forward with drowsy eyes, 'If I am not mistaken you remember those night very well, somewhere better than me.- hunny!' she drops the glass, 'I am guessing you longing those night now!'

RK gave out an historical laugh. 'don't be fooled by my soft perception. I tend to think you as a coal of my house with no shine. I give my diamond full chance and memories each and every second. After all I have some reputation to look up to.'

'coal and diamond?' Depali confusingly questioned. 'those words don't go together sweety. Specially in the same line!... It's either coal or diamond!'

RK smiled and poured little more whiskey in his empty glass. 'diamond when RK is with them & coal... When RK leaves them!' he looked back at Depali to see if she was out of her mind! & indeed she was. Barely could stand. 'looking at your dwelling steps, I can assure you- that-tonight- will be the night to remember.'

RK stood up to leave the bar, before looking back for the last time before the unforgettable night for Depali, 'remember never to compare my desire and affection for RK's special one to your cheap nights. They are special in a way that even a stars light is not enough!'

Depali looked at fuzzy RK disappearing along the long stair. Her eyes scanned the great hall, no one to observe except her husband siky appearing from far distance.

siky entered as RK exits, seeing his wife drunk couldn't make him any happier. He rubbed his hand mischievously with a dirty smile. 'oh wify, you drank for me again. Oh sweet loard!' he picked his wife up.

Depali was cursing RK somewhere, how can she be fool to fall for his trick again, now... Now she have an unwanted night to look forward with this monkey! At least if she wasn't this drank she could have found any excuse to avoid this night, however now, now her body don't even have single drop of energy to whispered...