Part 4:- Ayaan jailed and Zoya taken!
Her world collapsed. She grabbed her bag from the table and rushed for an auto.
"Bhaiya, police station jana hai.Jaldi!"
Unaware of what must have happened, she could not even comprehend why Ayaan has been thrown into jail.
"Sir, kya mein ayaan se mil sakti huin?",asked zoya to the inspector sitting comfortably in his chair.
"Ji, ap kaun hain?", enquired the inspector.
"Main uski didi huin. Apne usse arrest kyun kiya hai?", zoya explained.
"Oh! to is besharam ki ek behen hai aur phir bhi aisa kiya kya zamana aa gaya hai.",said the inspector with fake concern.
"kya kiya hai ayaan ne? aisa kyun keh rahe hein ap?", zoya questioned.
"Apka bhai rape ke charges pe andar hua hai", said the inspector irritated with this constant bickering.
And, this was enough for her ears. Her eyes turned red and visibility blurred.She felt like her heart has been ripped out.She walked straight to the cell Ayaan was in.
"Didi, meine kuch nahin kiya. Mujhe pata nahin yeh sab kaise ho gaya. Atleast, ap to mera yakeen kijiye.", pleaded Ayaan.
Unable to bear the words coming out of his mouth. She slapped him hard and left the place.
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On the other side, dilshaad rushed to the hospital. As she reached the place, she saw Asad sitting on a bench waiting for the doctors to come out and announce the condition of his sister.
Dilshaad placed a hand on Asad's shoulders to comfort him. His entire body was stiff and anger evident in his eyes. She knew that he was mentally cursing himself for whatever happened to Najma.
She too sat beside Asad with a heavy heart trying to accept the reality. The only thing she wished for now was the well being of Najma.
After sometime, the doctor arrived.
"I am sorry, Mr Khan. Humne Najma ki jaan to bacha li, zindagi nahin bacha paye.She is in coma."
Suddenly, there was an aura of grey around them. It was mist that wouldn't rise.
Dilshaad was completely broken. She looked like death and didn't care.
Asad's face contorted fury. His hands closed into fists, nostrils flaring, mouth quivering. He hit the wall with all the strenght he had and barged out.
The only thing he could think of now was "REVENGE".
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Zoya was drenched in her own ocean of tears which seemed to be pouring from the skies. Her eyes were puffy from crying continuously for the past many hours. She was dehydrated and sore.
The words of the inspector repeating in her mind.But somewhere in her heart, she knew that her brother could never do a thing like this. He can make fun of someone but never joke around with someone's life.
She clenched her fists and decided to find out the truth.
She ran back to the police station to ask Ayaan as to what had happened during the prom.
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"I want him to be beaten blue-black, treated like a dog until he fears living and pleads for death.Torture him!", shouted Asad over his phone.
As soon as she entered the police station, the sight she saw in front of him made her shiver. There were about four policemen with belts beating the hell out of Ayaan.
"Please, stop it. You have no right to beat him up this until his crime is proved. It is the court which will decide as to what punishment is to be given."shouted Zoya at the inspector who didn't really seem to care.
She went to the cell pleading people to stop beating her brother. she was banging vehemently at the bars, trying to pull them out with all her strenght yet failing miserably.
As she continued her struggle, she suddenly felt the touch of something hard. She realized that she was being dragged and when she turned to see who it was?
She saw "HIM".
What was he doing here? And, why was he dragging her so harshly?
Before, she could ask him something, he threw her inside his car and drove off.
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I know this part sucks. Apologies...
All your chappals are welcomed.
Yet I have tried my best😭
Edited by kabhimitwaasya - 12 years ago
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