IshRa FF : MY BELOVED.... PART 6 : pg 21 7th Dec - Page 15

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By evening Mihir conveniently made sure that Raman wind up his work early so that he could get a chance to talk to him. He may be scared of Raman's anger but always a gentleman Mihir decided to stay true to his word to Mihika. And so he hesitantly stepped inside the cabin where Raman was studying some document in his PC carefully.

Raman : Mihir ye Research team wale kar kya rhe he? Next Friday tak mujhe survey report chahiye..And abhi tak dekho kya wahiyaad reports bane he..At this rate humare naye products ki launch mujhe in logo ke hisaab se rokni padegi!!

Mihir : No bhai..I'm sure they r doing the best. Wo apne suddenly report ki demand ki..its unfinished.

Raman : un saalo ko bol jaake ki ye college ka aasignment nhi he jo do din me ban jayega..We should be prepared any moment. The work has to be perfect at every stage. Kal subah arrange a meeting with this team.

Mihir agreed and pitied the Research team employees but right now self-pity was high on his list.

Mihir : wo bhai..me..

Raman still looking at further documents and frowning unhappily replied, "kya baat he? Kuch kehna he.."

Mihir : ha wo..nhi..

Raman : kya propose krne ja rha he mujhe!

Mihir : kyaa bhai..

Raman now looked up, "to bol na ye dulhan ki tarah kyu sharma rha he.."

Mihir : bhai wo me soch rha tha..we should go out for a drink!!

Raman intrigued now, "Tu? Drink?"

Mihir : ha bhai..me..

Raman : dimaag to sahi chal rha he tera? Ya kahi pe sar patak diya?

Mihir : Nhi bhai...I just thought that I need to loosen up..abhi kaafi saal ho gaye..

Raman smiled faintly surprising Mihir, "chal phir..beta aj me tujhe pilaunga.."

If Mihir thought even for a second that he had managed to manipulate Raman Kumar Bhalla, he was regretting it now because it had been the other way around. Mihir tried to limit his drinks to a minimum compared to Raman who continued as if there was no other day left. Even then Mihir felt himself getting heavily plastered although not as much as Raman but he was no way in a state of having a talk with Raman bhai. Instead he was on the receiving end where his bhai advised him never to get married.

Raman who was gulping down his nth drink mumbled, "Mihir mere bhai..sunn...agar life me kabhi bhi choice mile na..to shaadi kabhi bhi mat krna!! Admi ki life me jo bacha kuca sukun he wo bhi cheen leti he..saala apne hi ghar me ghusne nhi deti..aisi hoti he biwi.."

Mihir : not fair bhai..har shaadi shuda insaan yehi advice kyu deta he? To mere jaise kuware ladko ke sapno ka kya hoga?

Raman : beta admi jis din shaadi krta he na usi din sapno ka bhi "The End" tujhe bharosa nhi he to puch is bar me kitne aise log he jo sirf isliye aye hi ko wo biwi se pareshaan he!!

Mihir in his drunken stupor stood on the bar table and announced loudly, " ap me se jitne log biwi se pareshaan he please haath upar kre.."

Almost 90% of the men raised their hands much to the shock of Mihir. He got down the table and bowed in front of Raman.

Mihir : bhaii...apne to mujhe bacha liya. Shaadi = barbaadi...

Raman : ab a gayi akal thikane..

And both of them walked towards the exit cursing the institution of marriage joined by other supporters.

Meanwhile back in the apartment Mihika waa pacong up and down while a disappointed Ishita tried to calm her down. Earlier in the morning Ishita had called Mihika to inform about her leave after the horrible morning. But Mihika could sense the turmoil in her akka's voice and came over to visit her. Thats when Ishu burst into tears and narrated the whole morning incident. Mihika was furious. She could not believe that someone was so heartless to hurt her loving sister. This was the limit. Mihika was always a no-nonsense girl and she decided to confront Raman herself. After all its about her sister. She need not wait for Mihir to sort out the problems.

Ishita looked at Mihika and her cheeks getting even pink with rage.

Ishita : Mihika koi faida nhi he.. You think I would tolerate all this nonsense without reacting?

Mihika stared at her sister, "then why are you not saying anything to him?"

Ishita : there is no point!! I know him. He is such a ruthless person. Mujhe us admi ke muh hi nhi lagna.

Mihika : Fine! You don't. Lekin me apni akka ki insult tolerate nhi kr skti. Bohat ho gaya! Aj dudh ka dudh aur paani ka paani hoga!

Ishita shook her head dejected.

It was around 12 when a completely tally Raman came to his apartment. His knock was so feeble that Ishu sighed assuming his drunken state and Mihika waiting to pounce at the other end. She was about to get up when Mihika stopped her.

Mihika : akka you wait here. Aj me us admi ko jawab dungi.

Before Ishita could react Mihika marched towards the door. Ishita sat there on the couch with her left hand on her forehead and a strained expression.

Mihika opened the door that was being banged non-stop. There stood in front of her Mr. Raman Kumar Bhalla. His tie loosened up, the first three buttons of his shirt carelessly left open, his eyes getting red due to the alcohol and his feet struggling to find a hold to the ground. With droopy eyes Raman tried to focus at the woman standing in front of him. It wasn't her...some other girl..ohh right choti madrasan who punished him in his marriage by forcing him to eat some special "ginger paste" dish "inji curry".. Raman couldn't help smirking thinking that he could still remember that weird name. And then it struck him why this other girl was here?

Raman, " ohh..sorry me lagta he me galti se Akash Ganga society aa gaya...sorry huh??"

He was about to turn when he looked around.

Raman "arey yaar..nhi ye to Lotus Hill he..third floor..my door.."

Mihika rolled her eyes, "apko sharam nhi aati itni raat ko apne hi ghar me aise sharab ke nashey me dhud hokar aana! Disgusting!!"

Raman now stared at Mihika and asked, "tumhe sharam nhi atai..aise aadhi raat ko kisi sharabi paraye mard ke ghar me ho!"

Mihika looked away. She couldn't face her jiju in this state. But this was for akka.

She got back t him, "me apni akka se milne ayi thi.."

Raman : mil li na akka se..? ho gayi tassali? To ab jaane ki meherbani karengi ap?

Mihika : jaane hi wali hu..lekin ussey pehle mujhe apse kuch puchna tha..

Raman : pucho..pata he college ke time se hi meri GK badi strong rhi he.. People use to come to me all the time..

Mihika shouted at the top of her voice irritated by his callous behaviour, "bakwaas bandh karo ap apna..ap samajte kya ho apne ap ko? Meri akka ko itna torture kr rhe ho ap daily...shaadi ke baad ek bar kya apne unse pyar se ek baat khi he? Roz peena jhagadna yehi chal rha he..kis baat ki saza de rhe ho ap unhe, huh?

Raman : jaanti ho..arey yaar naam kya tha tumhara?

Mihika glared at him.

Raman : Ms. Watever.. tum pata he behki behki baatein isliye kr rhi ho kyu ki tumhari shaadi nhi hui abhi tak.abhi theek kr deta hu

Mihika astonished, "What the.."

Raman : ek minute..I will help..

He fished his phone from his pocket and dialled Mihir's number.

Mihir picked the phone at the second ring, " bhai seedhe third floor jao..saare doors bang kro..jo nhi khulta wo apka door he.."

Raman : Mihir yaar kya mazak me acha bacha hu...I'm a sensible man! ghar a gaya me apne..

Mihir, "veryyy good bhaiii...mind blowing.."

Raman : abey saale wo sab chhod..me na tere liye ek rishta laya hu..tu keh rha tha na aj ki tujhe shaadi krni he..

Mihir (in his tally tone) : ha bhaii..mujhe to bas ek hi ladki..

Raman : abey sab ek lhi adki se shaadi kr skte he warna jail ho jayega..yeha ek hi bhaari padti he..

Mihika's eyes were filled. She looked at Raman who was giving her a menacing glare

Raman : sunn ladki na dikhne me sexy h aur lambi he..aur shaadi ke barey me acha khaasa gyaan bhi baat leti he..

Mihika hung her head low. This was her jiju and look at his language. If only he was a stranger she would have punched his face by now. But she was helpless.

Ishita was watching everything quietly until that moment. But this as going beyond limits. She walked upto them and held Mihika by her arm.

Raman cut the call with an excuse " rukh yaar meri life ki isturbance a gayi he.."

Ishu ignored him completely and addressed Mihika.

Ishita : mene kaha tha na Mihika.. baat insaano se ki jaati he..aise jaanwaro se nhi.. tum chalo me tumhe drop krti hu.

Mihika : nhi akka scooty he meri. I will go.

Ishita : ok, me neeche tak ati hu phir.

Ishita and Raman exchanged murderous glares while crossing each other. Raman signed them to leave prusing his lips and went inside.

When Ishu came back, Raman had freshened up and was watching TV. Some old song was playing, "phoolo ka taaro ka..sabka kehna he...ek hazaaro me meri behna he.."

Ishita gritted her teeth and went to sleep. In her mind, she only wanted to strangle him. But he was drunk and this was no time knocking some sense into him. But she was determined to make it clear in the morning that she would never ever tolerate her loved ones getting insulted whatever the matter.

Fresh tears rolled down her eyes and she closed her eyes tightly. It was one of the most stressful days of her life. As always hearing her sobbing noise, Raman increased the volume to max and watched TV.

After some time when he found that she was really sleeping Raman reduced the volume and continued watching some cricket match.

Around 2, Ishita's eyes opened on her own. Her eyeballs went up and eye was white. Her body started shivering and her hand moved up and down in the air and it hit Raman's hand once. He carelessly pushed that away thinking she was fidgeting in sleep. The next moment Raman heard a thud and looked next to him. There was no Ishita. Raman moved to her end of the bed and looked at the ground.

There she laid, her hands and feet jerking violently in spasm and foam coming out from her mouth. Raman tried to concentrate on what was happening. His brain with the amount of alcohol consumed wasn't very co-operative but the scene gave him a shock enough to find a solution. She was having a seizure attack and there used to some immediate step to make the victim feel better. He searched for something that he could make her hold and stop the spasms. He tried a lot of things in their bedroom photo frame, penholder, and remote. She threw it all away. Raman was getting impatient as well. This was someone he hated the most at present. He didn't want to care for her. Even then, his humanity didn't allow him to just stand there and watch her, the enemy, suffer badly. Finally he bought the bunch of keys of their apartment and forcefully placed in her hand and thus stopping her violent jerks. Her eyes closed but she had held his hand so tightly as if she was someone possessed.

Now along with the key, his hand was also in her hand. Raman tried hard and managed to get his hand out of her hold. Sick or not, the last thing he wanted in the world was her touch.

He sat on his knees and looked at her lying unconscious and spent after a violent seizure attack.

He took his phone and dialled to the hospital, "yeha kisi lady ki tabiyat kharab he. Addres likh lo."

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PRECAP : The night is not over yet... 😳

Hope you liked this one. Please give me longgg reviews. And once again sorry for the irregular updates. But I don't get enough time now. 😳

How could Raman be so insensitive "Yahan kisi larki ki tabyat kharab hay" That larki is his wife even if he, every minute of his life, curse the institution of marriage and wife he still got to show some humanity to her.

Why does ishita suffer seizure attacks? i think its because of depressive days she is living with Raman.

Oh that night is still going to be continue

I can't wait to read next chapter,, Update ASAP