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Chapter 71
Krishna shut the door of the safe n placed the gun over the dressing table , his eyes twitching as he saw her reflection in the mirror... she had gone pale ... he gritted his teeth in frustration as he could feel his heart getting concerned , to know why was she all tensed up... no ! u don't want to know!... he looked away , towelling his hair roughly ... pratigya took a deep breath , fighting the pain assaulting her as she cleared her throat...' ur...breakfast ...' , looking up at him ... she could feel a mad urge to dry his hair herself... no! what r u thinking?... krishna threw the towel away , his face hard as he marched towards the door... she looked on in protuberance n felt her heart being speared as he heard him shout...' ma sahib! Why haven't anybody cleaned by room n changed those dirty sheets yet?' ... she knew from his tone that the words for meant for her ... he was avoiding her!... she suppressed a sob as she fought her tears n walked towards the bed to take out the sheets , her hands trembling ... krishna watched through the corner of his eyes , feeling his heart being slammed , but he ignored it... he looked around for his clothes for the day ... usually chandu will be keeping his clothes on the bed n one or two servants would be ready with his shoes ...but...but...now only she was present here... n he would rather kick himself than ask her to ready his clothes n pack his suitcase for the deal ... what?... No no krishna... just let her select ur clothes for u... u will love it! U want her to do it! N u want to wear whatever she takes out for u...no ! stop!... 'where the hell is chandu ?' he shouted again in irritation ...
just on cue chandu knocked on the door, hesitating ... krishna raised an eyebrow at him, finding it odd that chandu actually knocked on his door for the first time... pratigya looked up at chandu , after finishing stacking the sheets n pillow covers near the foot of his bed... 'where the hell were u? where is my dress? N my shoes?...n u haven't even packed my suitcase?!' krishna shouted again , his voice too loud, his face angry n frustrated ...' I thought ur ...er... personal maid, as u suggested, would look into the matter ...' said chandu , his tone dry , his eyes vacant ... if eyes could kill , chandu would have been dead , then n there, as krishna glared at him, his eyes stone cold... chandu ignored him n walked towards the wardrobe , not glancing at pratigya too... pratigya couldn't help it as she sneaked a peak at the inside of krishna's wardrobe , stacked neatly with clothes for all occasions ...how she would like to select his clothes!... but... she would prefer him in a towel though , she thought , a girlish giggle threatening to escape her, her lips twitching... no! what was she thinking? She shot an alarmed look at krishna but that didn't lessen the blush creeping on her cheeks ... their eyes met n they felt the now familiar tug at their hearts , a whooping feeling of happiness , their hearts skipping... krishna's eyes turned opaque as he watched her lips twitch ...they were sore, still reddish...his mind jumped to the pleasurable occasion when he had nibbled on her lower lip n sucked it to his mouth...at that time it all felt a bit hazy, even as he felt happiness n pleasure chase across his body n mind... but now , the memory , the feeling, nothing short of delicious... ...he licked his lower lip involuntarily, savouring her taste ...n he so wanted to know what she was thinking... he could clearly visulaize himself over her , coaxing n sweetly tormenting her to divulge the reason...he would kiss her mouth till the end of ages...n another age for her delectable neck...he could feel her arch up against him , with that moan of hers , as he ravished ... no! stop! ... u r failing krishna!... get her out of ur system... ! quickly !... he saw her panting slightly , as though she was having difficulty in breathing n saw her shiver as she picked up the dirty sheets n walked towards the door, her legs unsteady, her cheeks red, eyes on the floor...
'do i have to call another maid to take out all the dirty clothes from the bathroom now!' krishna said, turning his back on her , his eyes hard as he stared at nothing... chandu paused in his stance of taking out cotton shirts n leather pants for krishna , eyeing krishna through the corner of his eyes ... pratigya felt her heart getting pierced as she walked back towards the bathroom , her feet dragging , but now in pain... she kept her face down , not looking either at krishna nor at chandu ...she picked up all the dirty clothes n walked out , still keeping her head down...n then out of the room, her fingers trembling around the clothes , her eyes vacant even as her heart screamed in agony ...she will forever be a maid to him!... ... krishna stared at the same spot along the wall sometime , until he was sure that she was out of his room n he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding... he is ignoring her! Treating her like the way she deserves ! why the hell is he feeling bad?... he looked around to hear chandu clearing his throat ...' there, ur suitcase n bag is ready... i have phoned vikram n he is busy with our Mumbai deal so that new guy Shankar n our 2 other best men, shiva n iqbal will accompany u'... krishna nodded absently ... then the thought struck him...' u rn't coming?' he asked , raising an eyebrow... chandu smiled...' u know that bauji is not here... someone should be here to manage the things here n so...' he trailed off, looking down at the floor... 'right!' krishna nodded again... 'ur breakfast , krishna...' chandu smiled brightly n started pouring the morning tea into his cup...'eat n then i will put the ointments on ur back n knee..., come...' chandu urged ... krishna ran his hand through his hair again , closing his eyes ... that's right! Keep away from her for 2-3 days ... ! u will have to win this game!...
Pratigya stood at the edge of the kitchen corridor , not knowing what to do... 'hey, what r u doing here in the dining hall? That too with these dirty clothes?...' said ma sahib , coming towards her...' i don't know...what to do... where to go...i mean...' pratigya said , feeling tensed ... she saw sumitra coming towards them from the other end of the kitchen corridor n smiled at her... sumitra smiled back , n gayatri cleared her throat in irritation...' go to the courtyard ...n take the 2nd left corridor ... the washing rooms n machines r there... n don't bother washing the sheets , they r useless anyway...' pratigya nodded n went to the courtyard ... gayatri ignored sumitra n went to her room... sumitra waited till gayatri was out of sight n went to the washing room... she took in the tensed n sad face of pratigya for some moments ... pratigya , who was aware of sumitra's eyes on her , was waging a battle inside her heart n mind... don't encourage that woman to get close with u, don't u remember, she hurt him!... what? She had been so nice to me, why would i distance myself from her? ... how could u smile at that woman who made his life hell?... what? R u going to ignore n dislike the woman bec of him? Don't let him cloud ur judgment ! ... but ...but why was she feeling an aversion to any person who is against him? Or has hurt him?... u fool! U urself r against him!...n don't u let urself to forget that ever!... she looked up , jolted , as she closed the door of the automatic ...
she smiled weakly at sumitra who smiled back at her warmly ... 'how r u beti?' she asked , coming next to pratigya n running a caring hand along her hair n cheek, her eyes twitching slightly as her eyes fell on pratigya's still swollen lips...' i am fine , maji...' pratigya said , liking the feel of her hands ... before sumitra could ask her anything , meera barged into the room... 'u slept with malik!, in his bed!' she shrieked like a demented n low grade woman , her eyes slits on pratigya ... pratigya felt disgusted as she turned her face away from meera , while sumitra looked at meera in anger n amusement ...'u faked fever! I know that bitch !... but dream on , malik will never touch u again!... malik...' meera shouted , her fists clenched , but sumitra cut her short ...'oh no! u r mistaken meera... krishna actually nursed her all night... he didn't touch u otherwise, am i correct beti?' she added to pratigya... pratigya blushed , biting her lower lip , her eyes drooping , the memories n sensation rushing in... sumitra smiled in happiness while meera gaped at pratigya in horror ... the way her skin seemed to glow! The way her eyes seemed so bright! ... no!... n what did that old hag say?... that malik hasn't touched that bitch till now? But didn't the maids were saying n giggling that this girl was sleeping in malik's bed ?... what does that mean?... n ...malik...nursed her!...no! that can't have happened !!!! ... people die! People get injured ! malik cares a hoot!... she had learned from ma sahib only recently that some girl died after getting hit by a bullet by mistake ! n she would have been a piece of log on ground for all the care malik would have shown... but this girl!... this one is a witch!...
'u witch! What hocus pocus did u do on malik?'... shouted meera as she lunged at pratigya... pratigya turned away , shocked as sumitra caught meera's hand in anger... 'how dare u ?' sumitra asked her , even as meera tried to shake her off... pratigya watched in concern n tension as meera's free hand caught hold of sumitra's arm n tried to prise the grip off... ...'get off me u old hag!... how dare u stop me? Don't think that u r the malkin of this house ! u ...r ...just a maid!...' meera shouted at sumitra , trying to prise her hand from her grip...' meera! What the hell do u think u r doing?' snarled gayatri, who had come there , pulling meera out of sumitra's now loosened grip n shoving her towards the exit ... meera looked at gayatri in anger , but before she could open her mouth , gayatri said...' out! ...n go to ur room!... she glared n rolled her eyes at meera, ordering her to go... meera threw a look of pure loathing at pratigya n walked out of the room... gayatri n sumitra glared at each other... 'what r u doing here, out of ur room?' gayatri snapped at sumitra ...' i was just helping pratigya here ...' sumitra smiled at gayatri , n pratigya looked at them... she could feel an undercurrent of strong dislike in their faces n smiles ... 'well, help her all u want, but for now, go to ur room n shut urself in it... krishna is going to leave for hongkong for a 2 day deal ...don't want a bad omen for ur son, do u?' gayatri sneered at sumitra ... sumitra's eyes twitched in pain ...'if anybody needs to be locked up its ur son's mistress , gayatri ... i think she is loosing her marbles !!!...' sumitra said , her tone mocking ... gayatri looked at sumitra in anger n went away ...
pratigya saw sumitra trying to control her tears as she sighed n turned to pratigya, trying to smile... pratigya smiled back too, feeling bad ...' if u want any help , pls don't hesitate to call, beti...' sumitra said , her face sad... she turned to leave n pratigya made a gesture as though to call her... sumitra saw that n turned to face pratigya , smiling ...'what is it? U want to ask me something?' she smiled motherly at her... pratigya blushed ... she needed to ask many things ... about what actually happened in the past! About why did she do it? ... but ...but ... she couldn't gather the courage ... n ...n she actually wanted to ask something else too... the answer of which is as important to her state of mind as any other question ... 'er...' she began, blushing crimson ...but ...but how will she phrase it... what will she think of her?... pratigya stood stupidly , mashing her pallu n biting her lips... sumitra laughed good naturedly at her n came near her , n pratigya looked down in shyness... get a grip pratigya! ... stop being stupid!... sumitra forced her face up , her fingers under her chin , a curious smile in her lips... the girl looked so devastatingly breath taking ... she smiled at pratigya again in a reassuring manner...' what is it beti?' she asked again...
pratigya lifted her eyes to meet sumitra's ... 'i ..just wanted to... to know if... no ...i mean, who changed my ... i mean...' she blushed scarlet ... sumitra giggled loudly ...n pratigya shrunk away from her , unable to keep a straight face ... she knotted n unknotted her fingers , hearing the teasing yet pleasant giggle from sumitra... 'what do u want to know? The truth ? or the thing u want to hear?...' sumitra giggled again, slowly realising that it has been ages since she has laughed like this ... she could feel happiness in her heart ... pratigya felt a jolt... what does she want to hear ? ... she turned to face sumitra , her eyes shy n yet pained ...'the truth , maji...' she said, her voice low... she was dreading both answers ... sumitra looked at her , feeling strange...' me n a maid did'... she said, searching pratigya's suddenly pained face ... pratigya turned away n walked towards a window , her eyes moist ... she should be feeling relived ! n she felt it...but in bits! ... what! U should be feeling ashamed of urself! What did u want to hear? That he did it? ... no! ... how would u feel if a person who just sees u as a toy get to see u so intimately ? ...but... but... i love him! N I... oh! Stop! Pratigya! this is heights! U have some incurable disease ! n its not love!!!... get urself rid of that quickly!... sumitra watched her in apprehension n was about to ask her why she was suddenly sad when they heard rakesh shouting for a quick bowl of kheer ... oh ! krishna is leaving , both the women thought n their feet moved automatically towards the door ... they smiled at each other naturally n leaned on to the window on the corridor leading to hall , trying to catch his glimpse ... pratigya stood behind sumitra n when krishna came down the stairs , her hand automatically held sumitra's shoulder as she leaned in for a better view... sumitra turned her head slightly towards pratigya n shared a smile , before letting their eyes fill with his image again...
krishna who was at the foot of the stairs n chandu was feeding him a spoonful of kheer , ran his hand through his hair, his eyes roving all around... for a glimpse of her... but she was nowhere to be seen ... he could feel his heart complaining , getting agitated ... 'enough!' he snapped at chandu , turning her face away n walking towards the door... chandu smirked at his retreated back in an exasperated way n motioned rakesh to follow with the suitcase n a leather bag... pratigya ran along the corridor of the courtyard , pausing at all windows to see him leaving until he went outside ... she could feel an eerie sense of loss... of being alone... krishna paused at the door , in the pretext of adjusting his collar unnecessarily ...he so wanted to look back, to see if she is anywhere... watching him leave ... it took all his self control to walk forward ... pratigya had looked in excitement as he had paused at the door ... pls, i am here...to ur left... just look ! she found herself praying ... but he walked forward ...she could feel her heart sinking ... she rested her forehead over the window sill n sighed... sumitra's eyes followed her every motion , her eyes moist , feeling happiness brim in her heart... the girl was reminding her of herself , the way she had ran all along the long line of shops in the mela , just to get a glance of the thakur sahab's son who arrived in his lavish horse ... sumitra dabbed her eyes , n went out to the hall... she needs to talk to chandu about the girl...
'ignore her...ignore her...' chanted his mind all through his journey to the airport ... even though a part of him was feeling frustrated n angry n sad that he didn't see her before leaving ... his mood didn't brighten as he saw the same flight waiting to pick him up at the airport , the couches he will have difficulty in forgetting after the way her fingers massaged his back n shoulders ... 'don't forget ur medicines krishna... i have told Shankar to take care of it...' chandu said , n krishna grimaced ... he got in, trying to block out the images n sensations from the last flight n sat on a chair, pulling whatever magazine he touched the first ... he willed himself to concentrate on the magazine but no avail... his treacherous mind was wandering into more pleasurable pastures ...he caught himself wishing for her fingers over his back the third time n let out a frustrated grunt ... he put on the LED which proved to be a mistake as the opening channel itself was showing a rather steamy song ... he turned off the LED , swearing in frustration... he stood up, the sensations from the morning assaulting him , n he ran a hand along his hair , closing his eyes...he could feel his throat getting parched ... he wanted her!!! ... now!...' do u want anything hot , sir?' he snapped his head to hear a sweet voice behind him n looked up to see a very curvy air hostess smiling up at him, a cup of hot coffee steaming in a tray in her hands... 'no ... !' he snapped curtly n turned his attention to the magazine, sitting back down ...
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