THE AFFAIR - pt 2 updated on pg 2 - Page 2

Jasmin Sandhu ko dho dala !! 👊🤕 🤣

waah ✨🤩🙌

This needs a part 2 of Fateh getting beaten up too, please Ani 🤣

Thanks yaar. Glad my post inspired such an entertaining one shot. It made my day. I read your one shot and enjoyed it very much. I especially liked that part about Jasmin getting much needed beating 👏.

I say aye to mercy death too.

Would be a favour for all of us🤣

Hilarious fic. Of course as usual F ends up making khichdi of things.

Jasmine gt to bear the brunt of Tejos anger 🤣 n om nt complaining. Bt wt a way .... beaten with a broom in a mall 🤣. Fateh next is ur turn 🤣🤣🤣

Part 2

The day after the mall incident at staffroom(12pm)

She was pissed to the core to see a bouquet of red roses and a gift wrapped neatly resting on her desk as she completed her first lesson of the day. 'huh having an affair with student still trying to get his hands on me. What does he think?? A sales promotion going on here. Buy one get one free, idiot'.

She put them aside , not keen to even open the wrapper and see what was inside. 'must be another exclusive big chocolate box' she sighed eyeing the huge gift beside her while having her lunch packed by sweet mother . Two gobi ka parotha with her favorite acar .

At the netball court(12pm)

He was busy in training since morning deep in thoughts that he didn't hear the bell for lunch break. 'she must have opened the gift by now'

Unfortunately when he accidentally bumped into her after lunch at a corridor walking towards her classroom, she gave an evil smirk indicating.' i am gonna beat the sh** out of u, u ras***'. He was puzzled. Why was she behaving so awkward. He was sure she didn't open the gift and checked the details at the staff room. He sighed. It was still in the wrapper. ' if only she had seen it'.

In the ICU ward , hospital (12pm)

She struggled for a clearer vision under her heavy eyelids. She was beaten badly. Couldn't understand the reason. This was not the first time she taunted her older sister. Why did she hit me so badly '. She was surprised to see bruises all over her body. She was blue back with swelling on her arms and legs. The worst beating of her life that she will never ever forget.

She was determined for a revenge. Her inner voice taunted her. ' u better stop thinking about revenge and concentrate on ur canada dreams. Don't waste ur time. Tackle a guy with Canada stamped visa and move on. Fateh is not the only male on the planet. Now u landed in ICU next u will wake up in hell for all the bad karma u done'. Jasmin sighed. Perhaps it was time to move on. Fulfill her dreams first. .

4pm at a grocery store after work on her way home.

She parked her scootie outside the shop and walked in to purchase two kilograms of onions upon her mother's request on a phone call an hour back. Fateh was still in the field training the girls real hard as the tournaments were approaching in few days time.

She was surprised to see Amrik purchasing some groceries for gurpreet as Nimmo who regularly did the rounds was pissed with her missing lipstick that she refused to help out telling off to virks . ' i want my lipstick back'. She gave them all a tough time. Gurpreet had to do all chores by herself cursing the thief. Kushveer decided to make a police report and biji taunted. " U want us to get more humiliation with 20000 rupees and a lipstick stolen'. Kushveer was furious. " Let me get my hands on him".

Amrik looked upset and tejo enquired the reason. He spilled the details of the thefts that took place recently . He and mahi had to face the punishment. Their gadgets were taken away. The real culprit was still freely roaming out there. Amrik furiously" once i get my hands on him na tejoji, i am gonna kick his a**" . He left feeling upset carrying a bag of polithene filled with vegetables towards his bike.

Tejo smiled to herself. She knew who the thief was and she was gonna make sure that he received the punishment from none other than his very own dad. So she made a simple short phone call to her ex sister in law , Mahi virk.

8pm

He was feeling uncomfortable seated at the dining table munching the capatis with yellow lenti dal and bhindi sabji , while the rest of the family eyed him fiercely while having their meals. His father and aunt had their dinner in their own bedrooms. 'what's going on. Why was everyone looking upset'. He was confused.

Thirty minutes later at the living room after dinner

Kushveer lashed at him as he happily played video games on his phone lying on the long couch. Gurpreet was working in the kitchen. The rest went to their rooms.

" So how much left from the 'rs20,000 that u stole and the lipstick, where is it?". He stood up at once, shocked facing his furious father. ' how did they find out'. Kushveer read his thoughts instantly. " I am ur father , so i am way smarter than u are . Now tell me otherwise i will call the police . Send u behind bars". He took out his phone from his left pocket to dial the authorities. Fateh rushed forward and snatched the phone from his father's hand pleading" papa, don't send me to jail. I will do as u say . Punish me"

Kushveer smiled ready with a piece of paper in hand written

Punishment chart of a useless son and nephew ( joint venture of an ashamed father and aunt)

"Write 1000 times in a note book - i promise to be a good boy daily for two weeks in neat handwriting to be submitted to father to check and be stamped ' certified true copy' every morning before going to work

*Walk to college every morning daily for ten days. Bike taken away.

* Wash dishes after dinner daily for a month .

* Do seva in gurdwara every weekend for a month.

Two hours later ( bedroom)

His fingers ached as he wrote the lines in a notebook handed over by little sister who pinched his shoulder real hard stating "serve u right , moron" followed by amrik walking in with a glass of milk sent by mum who was upset with his stealing act that she didn't want to see his face and speak to him. " Take this. U require the energy , u thief". He snapped and walked away. Fateh sighed . ' how did they find out'.

For three days in a row no one uttered even a single word and his family drifted leaving him upset and annoyed. ' i am gonna beat that ras*** who exposed me'.

She was glad to see him going through the punishment. His feet ached as he had to walk to work (to and fro). Eight kilometres a day . On top of that sleepless nights writing the 1000 lines daily to be shown to the Hitler father first thing in the morning to be checked and stamped. He sighed as he massaged his swollen feet at the field while watching the players in training sessions. ' when will this end'.

At the same time he was still puzzled of seeing no reaction from his ex. ' has she seen the gift'.

The next day ( the day of the tournament)

He was not seen since morning. Left early with the girls to the stadium. The whole college went to cheer them including the principal and staff Only three teachers did not join as they were busy with other projects assigned to them by the management. Tejo gave an excuse that she wasn't well. She was still annoyed with him.

4pm staffroom.

The few staffs in the staffroom cheered. They wom the tournament. The principal texted. ' tomorrow holiday, we won'.

As she was about to leave the room to take the day off can't wait to have tea and samosa with her family who were waiting for her eagerly at home , her eyes fell on the gift on her desk. 'It's been days lying there. Just open it. See what's inside'. Her inner voice urged her. She tore the wrapper

Seconds later, she gasped.

It was an extremely beautiful big photo album with 50 pages filled with her child hood snaps with her favorite loving dad and family. Right from birth till she graduated. Everything was placed perfectly in sequences. A wonderful memory lane. Her family was everything to her especially her dad. The tag on the album read rs8,000. It was really exclusive and expensive. Where did he get the money. He only stole rs20,000 from his dad's wallet for all the roses and chocolates. Where did the extra money come from. Why did he buy the gift in the first place? She was puzzled.

She rushed to the admin office to check the details from the staff who was her close friend who investigated the payroll register when no one was around and told her that he received rs10,000 in the form of incentive for the hardwork he gave for the traning sessions. The principal was pleased.

She was touched. His very own first income was spent on the gift for her. Why???

Minutes later, she walked towards her scootie and her brother abhiraj rang stating, " come home sis, we are waiting to cut the cake". She dropped the phone . Shocked. It was her own birthday which was a day after her aunt's . How could she forget ?? Perhaps her mind was too disturbed with recent happenings but he remembered and gave the gift in advance to wish her. She ran her fingers in the wrapper and took out the album.

She gasped again.

On the last page , right at one corner it was written in blue ink. Happy birthday , tejo.

So that explained why he was at the mall with shimona the other day. He was purchasing a gift for her with his student's help. Then she understood 'the struggling with zip' part as well. They were standing near the washroom and shimona wanted to use the ladies. Perhaps her zip got stuck. God, what was i thinking. But glad she punished jasmin releasing her anger.

Seconds later as she sat on her scootie

Tears rolled down her cheeks. If only she could have seen the gift much earlier she would have spared him from the punishment.

After all , he was still the humble fateh from the inside.

The end

Part two with climax pg 2

Part two updated on pg two

Pt 2 with climax on pg 2

Jasmin ki pitaai🥳..

As usual wonderfully written😳