Adultery Supriya: Ek Jawan Biwi ki Kahani

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[Sriya2]

Update 104

Junaid aur uske gharwalo ke jaane ke baad poore ghar mein hangama sa ho rakha tha. Hina foot-foot kar rote hue Rubina se lipti hui thi, aur Abbas gusse mein tez aawaz mein chilla raha tha. Supriya muh latkaye Rubina ke paas hi khadi thi, aur Iqbal chhup chaap charpai par baitha tha. Pichle do ghanto se chal rahi behas ne sabko buri tarah se thaka diya tha, par baat khatam hone ka naam nahi le rahi thi.

Hina apni roti hui aawaz mein, sar hilate hue cheekh padi - Main nahi karungi usse shaadi... main nahi chhodungi apni padai!

Pata nahi ye baat woh ab tak kitni baar dohra chuki thi. Par is baar uski aawaz badli hui si thi, jaise itni der ki behas ke baad aur bhi buland ho gayi ho.

Abbas bhi aur jyada bhadak utha - Shaadi toh ho kar rahegi! Kal se ye college wollege jaana sab band!! Main dekhta hoon kaisi jaati hai ye college... saari kitaabe faad dunga!

Hina bhi poori baghawat par utar aayi - Main dekhti hu kaise rokte ho aap mujhe... main ghar se bhaag jayungi!

Yeh sunte hi Abbas gusse mein uski taraf lapka, shayad use maarne ke liye. Hina darr ke maare jaldi se Rubina aur Supriya ke peeche chhup gayi. Uski sisakti hui cheekhein poore ghar mein goonj rahi thi.

Rubina kaanpte hue boli - Abhi gusse mein hai... ise nahi pata kya bol rahi hai... 

Hina peeche se boli - Mujhe acche se pata hai main kya bol rahi hoon...

Rubina baat ko aur bigadne nahi dena chahti thi aur woh jhunjhulate hue boli - Bas kar ab! Supriya... ise upar lekar jayo...

Supriya khud bhi kaafi dari hui thi, fir bhi usne Hina ke kandhe par haath rakh kar use sambhala aur apni aur kheechte hue use upar ki aur le jaane lagi. Hina jaate-jaate bhi roti aur chillati rahi.

Abbas ne teekhi nazro se Rubina ko ghoorte hue dekha - Tumne hi ise sar par chhada diya hai... har baat par iski himayat karti ho. Ab toh ghar se bhaagne ki bhi himmat aa gayi hai isme.

Rubina ne dheere se kaha - Abhi bas gusse mein bol rahi hai... aap bhi jaante hai woh kuch galat nahi karegi...

Abbas ne Iqbal ko ghoora - Kyun nahi karegi... ye bhi toh bhaga ke laaya tha na kisi ko... toh kyun nahi bhagegi ye bhi?

Rubina chhup chaap zameen par dekh rahi thi. Woh is baat ko aage nahi badana chahti thi.

Abbas ne kadwahat ke saath kaha - Isse toh acha hota tu wapis hi nahi aata yahan... 

Iqbal ke honth gusse mein bahar ki aur nikle hue they. Woh gusse mein utha - Aap nahi chahte main yahan rahu... toh main chala jaayunga yahan se...

Rubina ke honth se bas ek bohot hi dheemi si aawaz nikli - Nahi...

Abbas ne apna faisla sunate hue kaha - Ye shaadi toh ho kar rahegi! Koi yahan rahe ya na rahe.

Rubina - Aap ek baar fir soch lo... aap jaante toh ho un logo ko... koi acha na bole unke baare mein. Kuch galat na ho jaye wahan... Hina ka sochiye...

Abbas - Kya galat hoga?? Khan saab khud uth kar yahan aaye they na Hina ka rishta maangne... main unko mana na kar saku. Aur tum log jo bhi kehlo... main jahan kahunga wahin shaadi hogi Hina ki.

Rubina ne bechaini se Iqbal ki taraf dekha, jaise chahti ho woh bhi kuch bole. Lekin Iqbal chupchaap zameen ko ghoorta raha. Achaanak se woh tezi se kadam leta hua ghar se bahar nikal gaya. Peeche Rubina reh gayi, Abbas ki kadwi baatein sunne ke liye.

Subah kab shaam ho gayi, kisi ko pata hi nahi chala. Upar kamre mein Hina Supriya ki godi mein sar rakh kar subakte-subakte so chuki thi. Uske saare khwaab jaise dheere-dheere bikhar rahe the… udte hue, kahin bahut door.

Neend mein bhi Hina ke honth kaanp rahe the, jaise koi bura sapna uska peecha kar raha ho. Kabhi kabhi woh sisak kar ro padti aur Supriya halke se use maathe par haath fer deti. 

Tabhi kamre ka darwaza halka sa khula, Rubina kamre mein andar aayi thi. Uski nazar pehle Hina par gayi aur fir Supriya ki aur. Supriya ko dekhte hi uske chehre par ek gehri naraazgi saaf dikh rahi thi, jaise woh usse bol rahi ho ki - Dekh liya nateeza is sab ka!

Hina darwaza khulne ki aawaz se hadbada kar neend se jaag gayi aur bechaini se rone lagi. Rubina aur Supriya turant Hina ko shaant karne ki koshish karne lage. 

Supriya - Shhhh... sab theek ho jayega...

Shayad use bhi nahi pata nahi ki kuch theek hoga ya nahi. Kaise hoga, aisa lag nahi raha tha ki yahan kisi aur ki baat suni jayegi. Hina ne fir se apni aankhen band kar li.

Rubina - Main ise neeche le jaati hu... wahan so jayegi...

Supriya - Nahi... yahin lete rehne dijiye... yahin so jayegi mere saath...

Rubina - Aur Iqbal?

Supriya - Woh neeche so jayenge?

Rubina - Theek hai... main use bol deti hoon... tum andar se kundi laga lena...

Raat Supriya aur Hina saath mein upar ke kamre mein soye rahe. Hina toh jaise behosh hi padi thi. 



Supriya ke dimaag mein bas aaj ka poora din hi chal raha tha aur use neend nahi aa rahi thi. 

Aaj uske period bhi khatam ho gaye they, aur jaane kyu uski choot buri tarah fadak rahi thi. Is thand bhari raat mein uska jism itna akela aur adhoora sa kyun mehsoos ho raha tha. Iqbal jis bedardi se uske saath woh sab karta tha, jaane kyun us sab ke baare mein sochte hi uske poore jism mein ek aag si lag gayi thi.

Ufff... use kya hone laga tha. Us in sabse cheezo se nafrat ki jagah ek ajeeb sa ehsaas hone laga tha, jaise woh abhi jakar us se lipat jaye aur apne aap ko uske hawale kar de. Pichhle kuch dino ke periods ne uske neeche ek alag hi pyaas jaga di thi.

Supriya ka haath apni choot par gaya aur woh bahar se dheere dheere masalne lagi. Use apne upar gussa sa aa raha tha, aur woh gusse mein dheere dheere kuch gaaliyaan budbudane lagi - Kutta... saala... behenchod... haramzaada... yehi sab sunna chahta hai na woh mere muh se....
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Agle din bhi jaise ghar mein ek mayusi ka mahaul bana raha. Hina college nahi gayi thi aur uski chehakti hui aawaz bhi ab gayab ho chuki thi. Kal jaisi cheekh chillahat toh nahi thi, par is khamoshi mein bhi ek toofan sa mehsoos ho raha tha.

Subah se raat tak Abbas aur Iqbal toh kaam par hi rahe, par Abbas ghar bahar se taala laga gaya tha. Aakhir raat hui aur sab apne apne kamro mein pahuche.

Supriya apne aap ko Iqbal ke saath akela paa kar sharam si mehsoos kar rahi thi, par jald hi Iqbal aur Supriya bistar par let gaye aur sard raat ke andhere mein ek doosre se lipte hue ek doosre ko halke choom rahe they. Iqbal ki baahon mein jo garmi mil rahi thi woh kal se ho rahi tension ko thoda halka kar rahi.



Jo ho raha tha uske baare mein sochte hue Supriya ke aansu behte hue uske gaalon par aaye aur Iqbal ko uski siski se mehsoos hua ki woh ro rahi hai.

Iqbal - Kya hua Supriya... tum ro kyu rahi ho...

Supriya - Bas aise hi...

Iqbal - Batayo na...

Supriya - Bas... jo kuch bhi ho raha hai... aisa lag raha hai... sab meri galti hai. Na main aapko us din kuch batati... na hi ye sab hota. Main jahan jaati hoon... wahin kuch na kuch galat ho jaata hai.

Iqbal - Aisa bilkul mat socho... isme tumhari koi galti nahi hai... Hina ki shaadi toh honi hi hai na ek din...

Supriya ne apne aansu pochte hue pucha - Par woh khush nahi hai isse. Kya aap kuch nahi kar sakte is sab ke baare mein?

Iqbal dheere se bola - Nahi... ye unka faisla hai... main kya hi kar sakta hoon.

Supriya sochne lagi, shayad Iqbal galat toh nahi keh raha tha. Gaanv ki ladkiyon ki shaadi toh kam umar mein hi ho jaati hai - Hmmmm.... par ek baar Hina ki shaadi ho gayi... toh is ghar mein rehna kitna ajeeb sa lagega...

Iqbal - Haan....

Supriya - Aap un din keh rahe they na... hum yahan se kahin door chale jaate hai. Kya hum yahan se sach mein kahin jaa sakte hai...

Iqbal thoda hairaan hote hue bola - Tum sach mein mere saath yahan se chalna chahogi?

Supriya ki aawaz mein thodi si udaasi thi - Ab toh shayad aapke elawa mera aur koi thikana bhi nahi hai... main kahan jayungi... main shayad apne ghar bhi nahi jaa sakti ab.

Iqbal - Tumhe lagta hai tum mere saath yahan fas gayi ho? Main tumhe mehfooz rakhne ke liye yahan laaya tha... aur socha hai ab toh zindagi bhar tumhe mehfooz rakhunga. Par agar tum jaana chahti ho toh main tumhe wahan chhod aayunga.

Supriya - Nahi... aisa nahi hai. Bas... kabhi kabhi... mujhe bhi apne ghar ki yaad aati hai... apne pariwaar ki. Par shayad Hina ki tarah... wahan meri bhi kisi ko fiqr nahi hai...

Iqbal - Tum aisa mat socho... main hoon na. Main le jayunga tumhe unke paas... shayad bohot pehle hi le jaana chahiye tha...

Supriya sochne lagi, pata nahi woh ab kya muh lekar jayegi apne gharwalo ke paas. Kya batayegi woh unhe... ki usne ek aur shaadi kar li hai... aur woh ek aise insaan se? Woh shayad kabhi is baat ko nahi samajh payenge. Kayi baar toh use khud bhi samajh nahi aata tha woh yahan kyun thi. Par fir na jaane kyun uska mann mein yehi khayal aata, jo bhi ho Iqbal se usne shaadi ki thi, woh uska pati tha ab. Aur ab toh woh poori tarah se uski ho chuki thi. 

Uske neeche fir ek meethi si tees uthi aur use mehsoos hua ki Iqbal ne apna pair uske pair par rakh diya tha.

Iqbal - Hina ki shaadi ke baad main tumhe wahan le jayunga... aur uske baad hum log yahan kabhi wapis nahi aayenge... kahin door apni ek nayi zindagi basa lenge... tum agar mere saath chalogi toh. Main tumhara haath kabhi nahi chhodna chahta. 

Supriya ne halke se muskura ke Iqbal ka haath pakad liya. Kya itna bharosa ho gaya tha use Iqbal par. Iqbal ki garam hatheli ne uska haath kas ke pakad liya. Iqbal uske mulayam hatheliyon ko aaram se masal raha tha. 

Iqbal dheere se bola - Main agar apne dil ki baat batayu toh... 

Supriya - Haan... boliye na...

Iqbal - Main chahta hoon... tumhare saath... matlab hamare... bachhe ho. Tumhari tarah behad khoobsurat honge woh. Main hamesha se yehi chahta tha... par shayad kismat ko manzoor nahi tha... 

Supriya ne sharmate hue apni aankhen jhuka li. Is sab ke baare mein usne kabhi jyada socha nahi tha, par aakhir har aurat chahti ki woh ek din maa bane. Iqbal ke saath... ufff... par uske saath nahi toh kiske saath... woh hi toh uska shauhar tha. Sochte hi uske mann mein ek ajeeb si bechaini hone lagi thi.

Iqbal ne uska haath thoda aur kas ke pakad liya - Maine bohot dino se apne aap ko roka hua hai. Aaj mujhe dil khol kar tumhe pyaar karne dena. Mujhe rokna mat kuch karne se.

Supriya ne kaanpte hue dheere se haan mein sar hilaya. Iqbal ne turant hi Supriya ki kamar par haath rakhte hue use apni aur kheecha aur uski taango ko apni taango ke neeche daba liya. Woh uski peeth par apne haath ferne laga. Uske sparsh se hi Supriya ka poora shareer akadne sa laga tha. Iqbal halke halke Supriya ke maathe ko choom raha tha.

Iqbal ka haath sarakta hua tha thoda neeche uski pyjami tak pahucha. Aur uski ungliyaan uski gaand ki daraar ko halke halke kuredne lagi.



Supriya ki saansein tez honi shuru ho gayi aur uski halki si siski nikal gayi.

Supriya - Ssssss.... ahhh....

Iqbal dheere se Supriya ke kaan mein bola - Agar main aaj woh karu.... jo kafi dino se mera mann tha karne ka... toh karne dogi na...

Supriya samajh gayi ki uska ishaara kis taraf tha. Iqbal ki ungliyaan uski gaand ko pyjami ke upar se hi uski daraar mein ghuste hue woh hissa achhe se mehsoos kar rahi thi.

Supriya ne ghabrate hue poocha - Wahan... wahan karna zaroori hai kya?

Iqbal - Haan... hum dono ko bohot maza aayega. Har mard ki khwaish hoti hai... ki woh apni aurat ko wahan chode. Labhi kisi mard ne tumhare saath bhi ye sab karna chaha hoga. Kabhi kisi ki godi mein baithi ho aur ye mehsoos kiya ho ki woh neeche se tumhare kapde faad kar tumhari gol matol gaand mein apna lund ghusedna chahta ho...

Iqbal ki baatein Supriya ko buri tarah garam kar rahi thi. Supriya ne halki si siski li. Use yaad aaya, Vikram bhi toh kayi baar wahan karne ko kehta tha, par woh har baar mana kar deti thi.

Use abhi se apni gaand ka chhed zor se band hota hua mehsoos hua - Nahi... kabhi nahi...

Iqbal halke se muskuraya aur Supriya ki gaand ko kas ke dabaya - Tab toh shayad tumhe koi asli mard mila hi nahi tumhari zindagi mein. Main behad khushnaseeb hoon jise pehli baar tumhari gaand maarne ka mauka milega... shayad ise mera hi intezaar tha...

Supriya halke se kasmasayi - Par wahan karne se... bacche nahi hote... aap jaante hai na...

Iqbal ekdam se khush hote hue bola - Yaani tum bhi mere saath bacche karna chahti ho! Woh toh hum karenge hi... bifikr raho. Bas aaj ki yaat ye karne do... ek baar kar logi na... toh baar baar mann karega ki main tumhari choot ki jagah tumhari gaand mein daalu...

Iqbal ne aage haath karte hue Supriya ki pyjami ka naada dheela kiya aur fir uski pyjami aur panty ko neeche sarkaya. Rajai un dono ke pairo par aa gayi thi aur Supriya ko apni gaand par thandi hawa ka ek jhoka sa mehsoos ho raha tha.



Iqbal apne bade haath se uski naram thandi gaand sehla raha tha. Supriya ko aisa lag raha tha jaise kisi ne jalte hue angaare uski gaand par laga diye ho. Supriya ne halke se hilte hue apni aankhen band kar li, aur ek gehri siski li.

Supriya - Ssssssssss.........

Iqbal ne halke se Supriya ki gaand ko apni mutthi mein bharte hue dabaya. Supriya ki patli kamar par uski gol gaand bohot hi majedaar lagti thi. Bohot moti toh nahi thi, par kaafi acchi gol matol si thi. Use yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki woh pehla insaan hone wala tha jo is gaand mein ghusne wala tha. Aaj ke baad Supriya ke jism ka har hisse par uska hi naam aur nishaan hoga.

Iqbal - Ahhhh.... Supriya... kitni mulayam gaand hai tumhari... ufff.. bilkul kisi naram gadde ki tarah...

Supriya siskate hue halka sa hil rahi thi, par neeche se un dono haathon ne uski gaand ko kas ke pakde hua tha - Ummmm... ahhhhh.... Iqbal ji.... mujhe bohot darr lag raha hai...

Iqbal ne halke se gaand par haath fera, uska lund gaand par haath rakhte hi ache se khada ho chuka tha - Tum fiqr mat karo. Main dheere se karunga. Par poora andar daalunga... tum bas gehri saansein leti rehna meri jaan.

Supriya ne bechaini mein apne pairo ki ungliyon ko bistar par ragda. Us din kitni mushkil se toh woh uske lund ko jhel paayi thi, pata nahi ab woh is lund ko kaise le paayegi apni gaand mein.

Iqbal ne apna haath tedha karke Supriya ki gaand mein halke se ghisa. Haath ne daraar mein ghuste hue dono golo ko thoda alag kar diya. Supriya turant thoda peeche ki aur khisak gayi.

Supriya - Uhhhh... nahi nahi nahi.... nahi ho payega wahan... mujhe bohot dard hoga...

Iqbal - Ek baar sab ho jaane do... fir puchunga ki dard jyada bada tha ya maza...

Iqbal ne Supriya ki kurti ko thoda upar sarkaya aur Supriya ki gaand ki goliyaan ko aaram se masalne laga. Kisi bhi ladki ka iss halat mein darna laazmi tha, woh bhi acche se samajhta tha.



Iqbal ne apna pyjama aur underwear neeche sarkaya aur uska mota lamba lund tann se khada ho kar bahar nikla aur Supriya ki taraf lehrane laga.

Supriya ne neeche us par ek nazar daali aur uske paseene chhoot gaye - Uhhhh....sssss.... andar daalne se pehle tel laga lo us par... andar nahi jayega aise ye...

Iqbal muskuraya, kam se kam woh lund ko andar lene ke baare mein sochne toh lagi thi - Kahan nahi jayega andar?

Supriya ka chhaati upar neeche ho rahi thi, Iqbal ka sar uske sar ke theek upar tha aur woh uski aankhon mein dekh raha tha - Wahin... jahan aap...

Iqbal - Kya naam hai us jagah ka...

Supriya ke muh se woh shabd nahi nikal raha tha - Mmmm.....

Iqbal ne uske chehre ko aaram se apni haath mein pakda. Uske bade se haath mein Supriya ko poora chehra sama gaya - Bolo... kya naam hai us jagah hai... aur kya jayega uske andar... bol paayogi tum...

Iqbal ne uska chehra pakde rakha taaki woh uski aankhon mein dekhti rahe. Chehre par uski pakad aur mazboot ho rahi thi, jaise woh us par poori tarah se hawi ho raha ho. Iqbal ka doosra haath abhi bhi Supriya ki gaand se khel raha tha.

Supriya dheere se budbudayi - Meri... meri... gaand... aapka lund...

Iqbal ne turant Supriya ke chehre par apni pakad dheeli kari aur Supriya ne apna chehra neeche kar liya.

Iqbal - Aaj raat ke baad tumhe koi dikkat nahi hogi is shabd ko bolne mein... Ab zara mere lund ko geela kar do, taaki woh aaram se andar jaa paaye.

Iqbal ne Supriya ki kurti ko kheechte hue upar kiya aur uski bra ka hook khol kar use upar se poora nanga kar diya. Woh apne pair chhaude karke Supriya ke upar aaya aur dheere se apna lund uske muh mein ghusane laga.



Dono haath se pakda hua Iqbal ke mote lund ka sirf upar ka hissa Supriya ke muh mein jaa raha tha. Ab toh jaise Supriya ko uske lund ko choosne ki aadat si pad gayi thi, aur Iqbal ko roz raat ko chuswane ke. 

Iqbal thoda aage khiska - Poora geela kar do... apne thook se...

Supriya ne lund par halke se thooka aur aur apne haath se uske lund par masalne lagi. 

Supriya ne roothte hue kaha - Muh mein nahi lungi ab... main thak jayungi...

Iqbal - Theek hai meri jaan... jaise tum kaho... mujhe toh bas wahan neeche karna hai.

Iqbal Supriya ke upar se hata aur ek haath mein hi use poora ghuma diya. Supriya bistar par ulti leti hui thi aur Supriya ki gori gaddedaar gaand ko dekhte hi uska lund apne aap hilne laga. Gaand aur jaanghen jahan mil rahi thi wahan ek halki si rekha ban rahi thi jo gaand ko behad aakarshak bana rahi thi.




Iqbal - Apni zindagi mein bohot saari gaand dekhi hai... par tumh jaisi kabhi nahi... aur tumne kabhi mere jaisa lund nahi mehsoos kiya hoga... aur na kabhi karogi...

Supriya ne apni aankhen band kar li, jo hone wala tha woh use rok nahi sakti thi. Usne apne aap ko poori tarah Iqbal ko saunp diya tha.

Iqbal ne Supriya ki kamar par haath rakhte hue uski gaand ko thoda upar kiya. Aur fir apne dono haath uski gaand par rakhte hue ache se jakad liya. Woh uske gaand ke golo ko kas ke pakde hue hilane laga aur fir unhe ek doosre se thoda alag kiya.



Use Supriya ka chhota sa gaand ka chhed dikha. Bilkul saaf.. na us par koi baal they... na kaalikh. Is chhote se chhed ko aaj bada karne mein bohot maza aane wala tha use.

[Sriya2]

Update 105

Iqbal kuch der Supriya ki gaand ki goliyaan ko apne haathon se ghumata raha, har baar unhe thoda aur alag karta hua ek doosre se. Supriya ke haath peeche apni gaand par pahuch gaye they aur woh zor zor se sikiyaan le rahi thi.

Supriya - Mmmm.... ahhhh.... ufff.....

Iqbal apna muh uski gaand ke chhed ke paas laaya aur wahan halka sa chhoma. Supriya buri tarah sihar uthi aur thoda sa aage ki aur sarak gayi. Iqbal wahan dheere dheere se chaatne laga, Supriya ka gupt khazana aakhir uska tha.

Supriya ne karwat lene ki koshish kari par Iqbal ne apna haath uski gaand par rakhte hue use kas ke pakad liya aur apni jeeb se uski gaand ke chhed ko chaatne laga.



Supriya Iqbal ki aur dekhte hue aawazein nikaal rahi thi - Uffff... mmmmmm..... aahhh...

Bohot hi ajeeb sa maza aa raha tha use Iqbal ki jeeb wahan lagne se. Aaj tak Iqbal ne uski choot bhi nahi chaati thi, aur ab seedhe uski gaand!

Iqbal ne Supriya se nazre milayi - Kya chaat raha hoon main tumhari...

Is baar Supriya ke muh se thoda jaldi nikla - Uhhhfff.... gaand... meri gaand chaat rahe ho...

Iqbal ne ekdam se apna haath gaand ke chhed ke paas rakha aur apna angootha uske chhed mein ghusa diya. 

Supriya dard mein zor se karaha uthi - Uuuuuiiii maaaa.... mmmmmmaaaaa.... nahii...

Supriya jo jhatpatate dekh Iqbal ko hasi si aa rahi thi - Abhi toh sirf angootha daala hai... loda kaise jhelogi mera...

Supriya - Nahi jhelna!! Uuuuuffff.... nikaalo wahan se... bohot ajeeb sa lag raha hai...

Iqbal ne angoothe ko thoda aur andar ghusaya aur Supriya dard mein aage ki aur hote hue sarakne ki koshish karne lagi. Usne bistar ki chaddar ko kas ke pakad liya.

Iqbal ne uski gaand ke upar position banate hue apna lund uski gaand ke chhed par lagane ki koshish kari. Lund buri tarah thirak raha tha aur idhar udhar jaa raha tha. Iqbal ke haathon ne abhi bhi Supriya ki gaand ko pakde hue failaya hua tha.

Uske lund ko woh chhed chumbak ki tarah apni aur kheech raha tha. Iqbal ne apna ek haath lund par lagaya aur use bilkul chhed ke bahar tika diya. Lund bhi geela tha aur gaand ka chhed bhi geela ho chuka tha.

Iqbal ne dheere se lund ko andar ghusana shuru kiya. Supriya ki zor ki cheekh nikal gayi aur usne takiye ko apni aur kheechte apne muh mein ghusa liya. Uske haath khud hi peeche apni gaand par pahuch gaye they, jaise Iqbal ko rokne ki koshish kar rahe ho.




Supriya ko itna dard ho raha tha ki uski aankhein bhar nikal aayi thi, lekin saath hi ek poora bhara hua mehsoos hone laga. Iqbal aadha lund gaand mein ghusaye ruk gaya, usne supriya ki peeth par chuma, apni daadi us par ragadte hue - Shant ho ja, meri jaan. Ab main hilunga dheere se. Tu mehsoos kar, yeh kitna mazedaar hai.

Supriya ke pair kaanpte hue bistar par neeche gir gaye aur Iqbal ka lund uske saath saath neeche aate hue thoda sa aur andar chala gaya. Supriya buri tarah hil rahi thi aur uske poore shareer par paseene chhootne lage they.

Kuch der wahin rukne ke baad, Iqbal ne dheere se hilna shuru kiya, pehle bahut aaram se lund ko bahar nikala aur gaand ke chhed ko dekha. Woh abhi se bada dikh raha tha, par agar usne apna lund wapis andar nahi daala toh use pata tha woh fir se sikud jayega.

Usne ek baar fir lund ko andar ghuseda aur lund ko dheere dheere andar bahar karne laga, bas thoda andar. Supriya dard mein karahati hui kuch halka halka budbuda rahi thi. Uske haath abhi bhi peeche apni gaand ko bachane ke liye tike hue they. Thook se lund thoda andar fisal paa raha tha par saath hi ek chap-chap ki aawaz kamre mein goonjne lagi. 



Har jhatke se lund andar jaakar kahin atak raha tha aur saath hi Supriya ki saansein bhi. Iqbal ne ek jhor ka jhatka maara taaki lund poora andar pahuch jaye.

Supriya ke muh se ek zor ki gaali nikli - Uhffff.... behen ke loddeeeee.... maar diyaaaa...

Supriya ke muh se gaali sunte hi Iqbal ka lund jaise andar aur bhi fool sa gaya aur usne thodi speed badate hue lund ko andar bahar karna shuru kiya. 



Iqbal Supriya ka jawaab dete hue bola - Aaj tujhe bilkul kutiya ki tarah chodunga saali... teri gaand... ufff... faad dunga ache se...

Iqbal ne aage jhukte hue Supriya ki gardan par haath rakha aur uska sahara lete hue andar ki aur dhakke maarne laga.

Iqbal daant bheechte hue zor zor se aawaz nikalne laga - Uhhhh... uhhh... mmmmm..... randi.... uhhhh....

Supriya ki ab aawaz bhi nahi nikal paa rahi thi, par uski gaand khud aage peeche hilne lagi thi. Bohot buri tarah jal raha tha uska neeche ka hissa.



Dard ab aur nahi bada balki uski jagah ek sursarahat si mehsoos hone lagi, jaise andar se kuch jag raha ho. Supriya ki saansein bhari ho gayi, woh dheere se moan karne lagi.

Supriya - Mmmm..... uhhhhh... uhhh... uhhhh.... thoda dheere... ahhh... ahh...

Iqbal ne Supriya ki gardan par apni pakad thodi dheeli ki aur Supriya ne palat kar uski aur dekha. Iqbal ka muh Supriya ke baalon mein khoya hua tha aur kuch der ke liye apni gati dheere kar di.

Supriya ki halki aanhen kamre mein aawaz kar rahi thi. Iqbal bhi tez saansein lete hue kabhi uski peeth ko choom raha tha aur kabhi uske mammo ko pakad raha tha.

Supriya ki saansein aur bhaari hoti jaa rahi thi - Ahhh... uhhh... uhnnn... uhhhnnn....

Woh chahti thi ki ab Iqbal apni gati fir se bada de aur uski gehraiyon tak pahuch jaye. Dard ab ek meethe se maze mein tabdeel ho chuka tha. Iqbal bhi uske kandho par choomta hua use aur uttezit kar raha tha.

Supriya - Ufff... Iqbal ji... ahhh... uhhhh... aap kar sakte hai... jo karna hai aapko...

Iqbal - Khul ke bolo.... kya karna hai mujhe....

Supriya sharmate hue dheere se boli - Meri gaand... ache se maar lijiye ise...

Iqbal ye sunte hi ekdam se thoda upar hote hue Supriya ke baalon ko kas ke pakda aur zor se apna lund uski gaand mein daalne laga.



Supriya ki tez cheekhen fir se kamre mein goonjne lagi. Iqbal uske baal pakde hue unhe kas ke kheech raha tha aur lund tezi se gaand mein jaate hue andar kahin takra raha tha. Dono ke jisme ke takrane ki aawaz aur Supriya ki cheekhon ki aawaz Iqbal ko aur bhi uttezit karti jaa rahi thi.

Iqbal - Behen ki lodii.... mazaaa aa raha hai na tujhe... uffff... uhhhh... teri gaand....

Supriya - Mmm... uhhh. uhhn... nahi... uhhh.. haan... uhhnnn...

Iqbal - Na ki haan!? Kitni tight aur garam hai teri gaand.... uffff... jaise mere liye hi bani ho.... ab toh tujhe roz randi ki tarah chodunga saali... uhhhh... ufff....

Supriya - Uhhhnn... unmnmmm.... ahhh... ahhhnn...

Iqbal aur Supriya sarakte sarakte thoda neeche ho gaye they. Iqbal toh bistar se utar hi chuka tha aur Supriya ke pair hawa mein jhool rahe they. Woh jhatpatati hui apne pair hawa mein hila rahi thi. Uski gaand buri tarah jal rahi thi.

Supriya thakte hue neeche bistar par gir gayi par Iqbal ne uske baalon mein haath ghusate hue use fir se thoda upar utha liya.



Iqbal - Kya hua... thak gayi... ruk saali...

Iqbal ne uski kamar ko pakadte hue use gol ghumaya aur khud bistar par neeche let-te hue use apne upar le aaya. Woh Supriya ki kamar ko pakde uske jism ko upar neeche kar raha tha. Is nayi position se toh Supriya ko aur bhi dard ho raha tha.

Supriya samajh gayi thi ki ye aaj nahi rukne wala tha. Use yaad aaya ki us din usne kaise Iqbal ekdam se jhadd gaya tha.

Supriya - Uhhhnn... uhhhnnn... Iqbal ji.... uhhh.... randi ki tarah chodo na mujhe...

Iqbal ne uske muh se ye sunte hi uske baal fir se pakad liye aur zor se uchhal kar jhakte maarne laga.

Supriya - Ayyyiiii... uhhhh.... Iqbaaal ji... uhhhh.... aur zor se... uhhh.... nikaal do apna saara cum mere andar.... uhhhnnn... bhar do meri gaand....

Supriya ki gandi baatein Iqbal ke lund ki nase aur buri tarah tann rahi thi aur uske lund mein dard karne lagi thi. Uska maal bas ab nikalne hi wala tha. Supriya ne dard mein apni gaand ko kas ke pakad liya. Iqbal apna poora dum lagaye use upar neeche hila raha tha.

Ek tez dhaar se saath uska saara cum Supriya ki gaand mein nikaal diya aur woh rista aur bahar uske lund par nikalte hue har jagah chhitakne laga.



Iqbal - Behen ki lodiii.... mera saara maal nikalwa diya...

Supriya - Uhhhnnn... uhhhnn.... uhhhnn...

Iqbal ki speed thodi dheere hui aur usne Supriya par apne pakad dheeli kari. Supriya bhi apne haath bistar par rakhte hue gehri saansein lene lagi. Aisa lag raha tha jaisa uski gaand mein abhi kisi ne garam paani udel diya ho.

Iqbal thakte hue piche bistar par let gaya aur Supriya uske upar se hatt kar side ho gayi. Uski gaand buri tarah dukh rahi thi aur woh apni laal ho chuki gaand ko halke se sehla rahi thi. Usne Iqbal ke neeche se apni bra kheechi aur unhe pehenne lagi.

Aaj tak usne aisa kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Sab ho jaane ke baad gaand mein ek khalipan sa lag raha tha, jaise Iqbal ke lund ne wahan jagah bada di ho.



Iqbal ne Supriya ke peeche baithte hue uske peeth par haath fera aur use peeche se apni baahon mein bhar liya. Uska lund abhi bhi Supriya ki gand se takra raha tha.

Iqbal ne Supriya ka chehra apni aur karte hue poocha - Kaisa laga tumhe... maza aaya?

Supriya ne sharmate hue apna chehra uski chhaati mein chhupa liya - Aap bohot gande ho... bohot dard kar diya wahan... pata nahi kal kaise chal payungi... bhabhi fir se bolengi...

Iqbal - Kehne do unhe...

Supriya - Mere kapdo do na wahan se... pichli baar toh kapde bhi nahi uthaye jaa rahe they.

Iqbal - Abhi kapde mat pehno... abhi toh tumhari choot bhi maarni hai...

Supriya ne na mein sar hilaya - Main buri tarah thak gayi hoon... ab pata nahi aur kitna jhel payungi aaj raat... bas so jaate hai na...

Iqbal ne uske gaalon ko halke se chooma - Theek hai meri jaan... tumne mujhe apni gaand mein daalne diya... toh main tumhari itni baat toh maan hi sakta hoon. Par agli baar... choot aur gaand dono maarunga...

Dono kambal se apne aap ko dhakte hue let gaye aur Iqbal ek baar fir se Supriya ke honthon ko pyaar se choomne laga. Aaj jo khushi aur maza use mila tha, shayad jindagi mein pehle kabhi nahi mila tha.

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Really Superb and very erotic update 

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[Sriya2]

Update 106

Agli subah Supriya ki halat kafi kharab thi. Shayad pichhli baar se bhi jyada par doosre karano se. Supriya se na toh utha jaa raha tha aur na hi uski aankhen khul rahi thi. Bas shukr is baar ka tha ki aaj usne apne kapde toh pehne hue they. Iqbal uske theek peeche baitha hua tha, jaise aaj use kahin jaana hi nahi ho.

Aakhir subah se Supriya ki halat jo kharab lag rahi thi.



Supriya ne aakhen munde hue dheere se kaha - Aap kyu baithte ho aaj yahan... aap jayo na... main uth jaati hoon abhi...

Iqbal - Nahi... tumhara maatha kafi garam lag raha hai... main kahin nahi jaane wala. Chalo tumhe yahan paas ke doctor ke paas le jaata hoon.

Supriya ki aawaz mein dard saaf tha - Mmmm.... nahi mujhse nahi utha jayega... poora badan toota hua sa ho raha hai...

Unke kamre ka darwaza khula tha toh koi bhi andar aa sakta tha, aur kuch der baad Rubina ne andar jhaka.

Rubina ne dekha ki woh dono wahin they aur Supriya ne kapde pehne hue they toh woh thoda andar aa gayi - Tum logo ko zara bhi sharam nahi hai kya? 8 bajne ko aaye aur abhi bhi kamre mein baithe ho... Ghar mein jo mahaul chal raha hai uska nahi toh apne bhaiya ki sharam toh kar lete. Abhi abhi gussa karte hue gaye hain.

Iqbal - Bhabhi woh... iski tabiyat kaafi kharab lag rahi hai...

Rubina ne gusse mein apna sar hilaya - Aise raat bhar jallado ki tarah ise chodoge toh aur kya hoga. Ye bhi nahi sochte ki ek jawan ladki hai ghar mein. Kal raat toh iski cheekhne ki bohot aawaz aa rahi thi... aisa lag raha tha jaise ye bhi gaaliyan de rahi ho. 

Supriya ne sharam se apni aakhen moond li. Usne shayad apni jindagi mein itni gaaliyan nahi di thi, jitni kal raat di thi.

Iqbal - Nahi Bhabhi... iska maatha chhuu kar toh dekho... buri tarah tap raha hai... 

Rubina ne halke se uska maatha chhuaa, woh wakaiye mein buri tarah tap raha tha - Uiiiiiii... itni garam... raat bhar thand mein nanga rakha kya tumne ise?

Iqbal ne apni aankhen doosri aur kar li, aur Supriya ye sab sunte hue sharam se palang mein gadi jaa rahi thi.

Rubina gussa hote hue boli - Hadd karte ho tum bhi... pichhli baar chal nahi paayi thi aur aaj itna bukhaar kar diya is. Itni nazuk si toh hai ye... aur tumhara bhaisa jaisa lund. Chalo ab jayo neeche se bukhaar naapne wala le aayo...

Iqbal turant bhaaga hua neeche ki aur gaya aur Rubina Supriya ke sar par haath ferti hui uske saath baith gayi.

Rubina dheere se boli - Aise gande se kyu karne deti ho ise apne saath... mana kar diya karo... ufff.. halat dekhi hai apni... aankhen andar dhasi jaa rahi hai...

Iqbal jaldi se neeche se thermometer le aaya. Rubina ne use jhidakte hue Supriya ke muh mein rakha. Supriya se apna sar bhi nahi hilaya jaa raha tha. Ek minute baad jab Rubina ne temperature check kiya toh woh bhi hil gayi.

Rubina - Haiii re.... 105.... mere paas dawai hai... main lekar aati hoon...

Iqbal aur Rubina dono bhaage bhaage Supriya ke liye dawai lekar aaye. Iqbal ne sahara dete hue Supriya ko bithaya aur use bukhaar ki dawai di. Dawai lene ke kuch ghanto tak bhi Supriya ka bukhaar kam hone ka naam hi nahi le raha tha.

Rubina ne uske maathe to fir se chhute hue kaha - Iski halat theek nahi lag rahi hai... tum aisa karo... ise Dispensary le jaayo... wahan woh compounder hoga na... use dikha dena...

Supriya ki halki si aawaz nikli - Nahi... main... kahin nahi jaa payungi... mujhe lete rehne do na...

Rubina - Supriya... baat ko samajh... teri tabiyat jyada kharab hai... Iqbal, acha tu jaa zara compounder ko yahin bula la...

Iqbal fir se bahar ki aur bhaaga aur Rubina Supriya ke sar par haath ferti hui baithi rahi. Jab Iqbal wapas aaya toh kamre mein Hina, Amma ji aur pados ki aur ek boodi aurat bhi maujood thi.

Rubina ne use dekhte hi kaha - Compounder kahan hai?

Iqbal - Woh aaj nahi hai... kya hua?

Rubina - Iski tabiyat jyada kharaab hai... ulti ho rahi hai... neeche buri tarah jal raha hai... 

Aurat - Pet mein bohot dard ho raha hai iske... Sooja hua iske neeche buri tarah... kya kiya tune aisa?

Rubina - Dawai se bhi bukhaar kam hone ka naam nahi le raha...

Supriya dard mein karaha rahi thi. 

Aurat - Aisa kar ise toh paas ke shehar ke aspatal le jaa... wahi sahi rahega... 

Iqbal ki aawaz mein bhi ghabrahat saaf sunai de rahi thi - Par wahan jaane mein toh 40-50 minute lagenge, ye peeche kaise pakad kar baithegi... raaste mein gir jayegi...

Aurat - Rubina ya Hina ko le jaa saath saath mein... woh peeche baith jayegi ise pakad kar...

Hina turant boli - Main chali jayungi...

Rubina - Par tere Abbu...

Aurat - Aree... jaa toh rahi hai apne... khair tum logo ka maamla... main kyu bolu...

Hina gusse mein boli - Abbu jo marzi kar le... main jaa rahi hoon...

Rubina - Theek hai... ise sweater pehnayo zara...

Rubina aur Hina ne Supriya ka sweater uske haathon mein kisi tarah pehnaya aur fir uske button band karne laga.

Rubina - Hina... tu tayyar hai na... Iqbal le aaya ise neeche...

Iqbal fusfusate hue bola - Supriyaaaa... tum theek ho jayogi... pareshaan mat ho...

Woh halke se Supriya ke maathe par haath fer raha tha. Supriya dard mein halke halke karaha rahi thi. Iqbal ne Supriya ko apni haathon mein lete hue uthaya aur neeche ki aur aane laga. 

Rubina Hina se boli - Tum ache se pakadne apni chachi ko... theek hai... aur kuch bhi ho mujhe phone kar dena...

Iqbal ne Sahara dete hue Supriya ko kisi tarah motorcycle par bithaya. Hina uske bilkul peeche baith gayi, dono haathon se Supriya ko thaame hue. Iqbal ne dheere dheere bike aage badhayi, har gadde aur jhatke se bachne ki puri koshish karta hua. Supriya thakaan aur dard se jhool rahi thi, uska sar Iqbal ke kandhe par tika hua tha, jabki Hina peeche se use sambhale hue thi.

Supriya ke liye yeh safar khatam hone ka naam hi nahi le raha tha. Har minute use ghanton jaisa lag raha tha. Phir bhi woh Iqbal ko kas kar pakde rahi, jaise uska sahara sirf wahi ho. Aakhir kaar, paas ke shehar ke government hospital ke gate par woh pahunch hi gaye.

Bike rok kar Iqbal turant utara. Usne bina ek pal gavaye Supriya ko baahon mein uthaya aur tezi se hospital ke andar le gaya. Emergency ward ke bahar patients ki lambi line lagi hui thi. Iqbal ne Supriya ko ek bench par baithaya, uska chehra paseene se bheega hua tha. Iqbal ki aankhon mein ghabrahat saaf dikh rahi thi.

Iqbal - Hina... tu sambhal ise... main baat karta hoon...

Iqbal ne Supriya ko Hina ke hawaale kiya aur seedha counter ki taraf badh gaya. Pehle toh nurse ne bina nazar uthaye register ki taraf ishara kiya, lekin jaise jaise Iqbal ki awaaz mein bechaini badhti gayi, baat behas tak pahunch gayi.

Iqbal - Aap samajhiye... uski tabiyat bohot kharaab hai...

Nurse - Yahan jo bhi aaya hai sabki tabiyat kharaab hi hai... jab number aayega tab bula lenge...

Iqbal - Use ek baar dekh toh lijiye... usse baitha bhi nahi jaa raha...

Nurse - 100 case aate hain aise roz ke...

Iqbal us par cheekh raha tha - Agar use kuch ho gaya toh tum log zimmedaar honge!!

Dono ke beech behas aur cheekh chillahat bad gayi thi, aur counter par logo ki bheed ikhatta hone lagi thi. 

Tabhi corridor mein kisi aurat ki zor ki awaaz goonji - Ye sab kya ho raha hai yahan!

Safed coat pehne shayad wo on duty doctor thi. Nurse aur Iqbal dono hi doctor ko apni baat samjhaane ke liye aage badhe hi the ki peeche se Hina ki ghabraayi hui awaaz gunji - Chachu... inki saans... dheemi ho rahi hai... dekhiya na...

Iqbal jaldi se Supriya ke paas bhaaga aur doctor bhi uske peeche peeche aayi. Doctor ne uski naak ke paas ungli karke dekhi aur uska haath utha kar uski nabj check ki.

Doctor ne nurse ko ishaara kiya - Isko ward mein le jayo... main dekhti hoon...

Baaki log shayad isse khush nahi they aur fusfusane lage they.

Doctor ne Iqbal ko dekhte hue kaha - Tum... iske...

Iqbal - Ji... main iska shauhar...

Doctor ne Iqbal ko ghoora - Yahin rukna tum. Woh akeli jaayegi andar. Auraton ka ward hai.

Doctor andar chali gayi aur kuch pal baad nurse bhi ek wheelchair lakar Supriya ko andar ki aur le gayi thi. Iqbal wahi khada reh gaya, uski aankhon ke saamne Supriya ka jhoolta hua badan hi ghoom raha tha.

Iqbal pareshaan hote hue corridor mein idhar udhar chalne laga, har guzarta second use aur zyada bechain kar raha tha. Hina chup chaap bench par baithi hui thi. Ek-do ghante beet gaye they.

Andar ward mein, doctor ne Supriya ko saline chadwana shuru karwa diya tha, aur use ek-do injection bhi lagwa diye gaye they. Supriya ki aankhen ab aadhi khuli aadhi band thi, bas ye pata tha ki woh kisi hospital mein hai, par aur kisi bhi cheez ka dhyaan nahi.

Bahar corridor mein, Iqbal ruk kar ward ke darwaaze ko ghoor raha tha. Tabhi usne mehsoos kiya ke bench par baithi Hina wahan nahi hai. Usne socha ki shayad woh yahin kahin gayi hogi, abhi aa jayegi. Par kuch der ke baad bhi woh nahi lauti toh Iqbal ki bechaini badne si lagi.

Iqbal ne apna phone nikaal kar uska number lagaya, kuch ghanti baad phone utha, par doosri taraf Rubina thi - Haan Iqbal... kaisi hai Supriya...

Iqbal - Pata nahi abhi... andar le gaye hain... Hina apna phone wahin chhod aayi thi kya?

Rubina - Haan... shayad jaldi mein bhool gayi hogi... Kyun? Kya hua?

Iqbal - Kuch nahi... main abhi karta hoon thodi der mein...

Iqbal hospital mein idhar udhar Hina ko dhoondne laga, toilet ke bahar, neeche darwaze par, har jagah... woh kahin nahi dikh rahi thi. Usne watchman se poocha toh use pata chala ki ek ladki kuch der pehle rote hue hospital se bahar nikli thi.

Iqbal ke dil mein ghabrahat badti jaa rahi thi.

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Andar Supriya ko thoda sa hosh aana shuru hua. Uske theek saamne doctor khadi thi. Usne zara sa hilne ki koshish ki toh pata chala ki uske poore shareer mein bohot jyada dard ho raha tha.

Doctor ek clipboard par ek kagaz aur pen lekar khadi thi. Supriya ko hosh mein aate dekh usne bina kisi emotion ke pucha - Sun rahi ho. Apna naam batayo...

Supriya ne dheere se kaha - Su... Supriya...

Doctor ne uska naam likha - Kya hua tha? Kahin gir gayi thi?

Supriya - Pata... nahi... bas bohot dard ho raha hai poore shareer mein... ultiyaan... aur neeche kafi jalan...

Doctor - Bahar woh aadmi tumhara pati hai?

Supriya - Ji...

Doctor uski baat sunkar thodi hairaan hui - Ghar se bhaagi hui ho kya?

Supriya - Nahi... aisa kuch nahi...

Doctor - Maar peet karta hai woh tumhare saath?

Supriya - Nahi...

Doctor - Sexually active ho uske saath... mera matlab yon sambhandh banati ho uske saath...

Supriya - Ji...

Doctor ne do bed ke beech jo parda tha woh halka sa dhaka - Main zara tumhari pyajami neeche karke dekhungi... theek hai...

Supriya ko bohot sharam aa rahi thi par usne haan mein sar hilaya.

Doctor ne uski pyjami aur underwear neeche kheeche aur uske pairo ko thoda alag karke wahan haath se chhoone lagi.

Doctor - Hmmm... main abhi kuch blood test likh rahi hoon... baad mein aakar dekhti hoon...

Doctor Supriya ko wahin chhod kar doosre patient ke paas chali gayi thi. Aur kuch der baad nurse aakar Supriya ka blood sample lene lagi.
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Bahar Iqbal hospital se nikal kar sadak par aa gaya tha aur Hina ko idhar udhar dhoond raha tha. Use Hina kahin nahi dikh rahi thi. Par saath hi use Supriya ke liye bhi bechaini ho rahi thi. Samajh nahi aa raha tha woh kya kare.

Woh ek baar fir jaldi se hospital mein wapis aaya aur counter par nurse se Supriya ke baare mein poochne laga. Use bas itna pata chala ki woh ab hosh mein aa gayi thi, par abhi bhi uski tabiyat kafi kharaab hi thi.

Itne mein fir se Rubina ka phone aane laga - Iqbal... sab theek hai na wahan...

Iqbal - Haan... theek hi hai...

Rubina - Jhooth mat bolo mujhse... tum Hina ke baare mein kyu pooch rahe they... mujhe bohot bechaini ho rahi hai... tumhe pata hai na kitni bhadki hui thi woh.

Iqbal - Haan... woh bas... pata nahi kahan chali gayi yahan se...

Rubina - Hain??!! Matlab!?? Kahan gayi woh...

Iqbal - Pata nahi... main yahin tha... aur woh... ekdam se gayab ho gayi...

Rubina phone par chillayi - Gayab ho gayi! Kahan gayi.

Iqbal - Shayad astapal se bahar gayi hai.

Rubina - Toh jaakar use dhoondo na jaldi se! Wahan khade kya kar rahe ho. 

Iqbal - Main dhoondta hoon...

Rubina - Kuch bhi galat ho gaya na... toh bas tum... pagal ladki... bilkul apni maa ki tarah...

Iqbal - Kuch nahi hoga... main dhoond lunga use... bas Supriya ko akele yahan...

Rubina - Hina tumhari kuch nahi hai kya?!! Jo tum use bhool kar Supriya mein lage hue ho!

Iqbal ki aawaz dheemi ho gayi - Nahi... aisa nahi hai...

Rubina - Ya tum ab sab kuch bhool chuke ho Iqbal!

Iqbal - Main... main dhoondta hoon use...

Iqbal ne phone kaat diya aur tez kadmo se hospital se bahar nikla. Usne motorcycle start ki aur shehar ki galiyon mein Hina ko dhoondne laga. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha woh use kahan dhoonde. Har ladki ka jhuka hua chehra Hina jaisa hi lag raha tha.

Kafi der ho gayi thi dhoondte dhoondte, aisa lag raha tha woh ek hi jagah ke kayi baar chakkar kaat chuka tha. Shayad kuch palo ke liye woh Supriya ko bhool gaya tha aur uske mann mein unnees saal pehle jo hua woh chal raha tha. Usne ghabrahat mein idhar udhar dekha.

Usne ek dam se hosh mein aate hue apni motorcycle bus adde ki taraf li. Wahan woh apni motorcycle laga kar, Hina ko dhoondne laga. Shaam hone lagi thi, aur uski ghabrahat badti jaa rahi thi. Bheed mein Hina kahin nahi dikhayi de rahi thi.

Woh hataash ho kar bus adde se bahar hi nikla tha ki use sadak ke kina, ek ped se sahara liye Hina baithi dikhi. Uski aankhon se aansu uske gaalo se hote hue beh rahe they.




Iqbal daudte hue uske paas gaya aur zor se bola - Hina!!! Kahan chali gayi thi tum!

Hina ne uska koi jawaab nahi diya, woh wahin baithi rahi.

Iqbal uske paas jakar baith gaya aur usse fir se poocha - Hina... tumhe pata hai main tumhe kab se dhoond raha hoon... tumhari Chachi aspatal mein beemar padi hai aur tum wahan se bhaag aayi.

Hina - Toh aap jayo wapas wahan... meri kisko fiqr hai waise bhi... 

Iqbal - Kyu nahi hai fiqr... tumhari Ammi itni pareshaan thi tumhare liye... kuch ho jaata tumhe toh!

Hina - Main unke liye hoon hi kya. Jyada se jyada kya hota... mar hi jaati na... kisko farak pad jaata...

Iqbal - Ye kaisi baat kar rahi hai tu... chal khadi ho... main tujhe ghar chhod kar aata hoon...

Iqbal ne uska haath pakad kar use uthana chaha, lekin Hina ne haath jhatak diya.

Hina - Kaunsa ghar? Jahan main bojh bani hui hoon sab par.

Iqbal - Aisi baatein nahi karti... bacchi hai tu abhi...

Hina ne use ghoora - Bacchi! Kiski bacchi hoon? Jo wahan mere Abba hai... unhone toh kabhi mujhe apni bacchi samjha nahi... aur doosre wale... chhod kar bhaag gaye mujhe...

Iqbal ke chehra safed ho gaya - Ye kaisi behki hui baatein kar rahi hai...

Hina cheeck padi - Bacchi nahi hoon main! Sab pata hai mujhe!

Iqbal ne na chahte hue bhi poocha - Kya pata hai?

Hina ke aansu tez ho gaye they - Wohi jo sach hai... shayad bachpan se hi pata tha... jab log bolte they... par us waqt itni samajh nahi thi. 

Hina rote hue bolti rahi - Aur ab jab aap itne saalon baad aaye, aur hamesha meri taraf aise dekhte rehte ho jaise kuch kehna chahte ho. Par aapne ek baar bhi mere saath baith kar baat ki... pucha ki itne saal main kaise rahi...

Iqbal ka sir jhuk gaya. Kuch bol nahi paaya.

Hina ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi - Pata hai mujhe kya laga? Laga ki shayad main itni buri hoon ki mera baap bhi mujhse door bhaagna chahta hai... bas unhe firq thi toh apni nayi biwi ki... aur ab sab milkar mujhe ek andhe kue mein dhakel rahe hain...

Iqbal ne use fir se pakadne ki koshish ki - Aisa nahi hai...

Hina ne fir se uska haath jhatak diya - Mat chhuo mujhe... aapka koi haq nahi hai...

Iqbal ne idhar udhar dekha log unki aur dekh rahe they - Shayad koi haq nahi... par meri baat toh sun sakti hai na... 

Hina rote hue kuch nahi boli.

Iqbal - Tu chhoti si thi, jab teri Ammi guzar gayi... aur main toot sa gaya tha... mujhe nahi laga tha main tujhe sambhal payunga. Maine bohot badi galti ki... tujhe akele chhod kar bhaag gaya. 

Hina - Aur fir itne saal nahi aaye... kabhi meri yaad bhi nahi aayi?

Iqbal - Yaad toh aati thi... par mujhe darr lagta tha. Socha ki tu mujhe bhool gayi hogi... ya fir nafrat karti hogi mujhse. Dono hi baatein soch kar bohot darr lagta tha.

Hina uski aur dekh kar uski baat sun rahi thi. Aaj pehli baar shayad usne usse apne mann ki koi baat kahi thi.

Iqbal - Tu bilkul apni Ammi ki tarah lagti hai... ab jab wapis aaya tha toh tujhe dekh kar mujhe wohi yaad aati thi... Yahan aakar dekha toh aisa laga jaise tu sab kuch bhool gayi hai... jaise tu kabhi meri thi hi nahi.

Hina dheere se boli - Main kuch nahi bhooli thi... bas nayi chachi ko dekh... meri himmat hi nahi hui kuch kehne ki... aur fir Ammi... meri Ammi... jinhone mujhe paala... woh bhi toh kitna pyaar karti hai mujhse.

Iqbal - Mere liye na sahi... unke liye hi sahi... wapas chal mere saath...

Hina - Aur jahan woh log kahe wahan shaadi kar lu?!

Iqbal - Nahi... ab main wapis aa gaya hoon... aur tere saath kuch galat nahi hone dunga... ye mera waada hai... agar tu mujh par bharosa kar sake toh.

Hina kuch der Iqbal ko dekhti rahi aur fir uske gale lag gayi, uske aansu abhi bhi behte hue.

Kuch der baad Iqbal ne uska chehra pakadte hue uski aur dekha - Tu apni chachi se bhi pyaar karti hai na...

Hina ne halke se haan mein sar hilaya.


Iqbal - Chal fir... abhi aspatal chalte hai unke paas... unhe apne saath lekar ghar chalenge... aur fir ghar jakar main sab theek kar dunga.

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Kuch der baad Hina aur Iqbal wapas aspatal pahuch gaye they. Nurse ne Hina ko andar ward mein jaane diya.

Hina ghabrayi hui si andar ki aur gayi aur Supriya ko wahan ek bistar par baithe dekha. Woh ab pehle se thodi behtar lag rahi thi.

Hina ne jaise hi Supriya ko dekha uski aankhon se fir se aansu behne lage aur woh jakar Supriya ke gale lag gayi.

Supriya ne halke se muskurate hue uske baalon mein haath fera - Aree... theek hu main... kuch nahi hua... itna kyun ro rahi hai...

Hina use kaise samjhaati ki kya hua tha, bas woh dheere se boli - Abbu aapke liye kafi pareshaan they... bas isliye...

Supriya ne chaunkte hue poocha - Abbu!?

Hina - Mera matlab... Iqbal chachu...

Supriya uski aur dekh kar samajhne ki koshish kar rahi thi ki woh abhi kya bol gayi thi. Lekin Hina ki halat dekh kar usne kuch pucha nahi.

Kuch der baad doctor ne use ghar jaane ki izazat de di thi. Jaane se pehle Doctor ne Iqbal aur Supriya ko apne kamre mein bulaya.

Doctor - Dekho... tum ise ghar le jayo... par abhi kafi kamzori hai... aur infection bhi... kuch din lagenge theek hone mein.

Iqbal - Kaisa infection?

Doctor bhadakte hue boli - Tumhara diya hua infection! Ek hafte se panap raha hai... ainda thodi safai rakho neeche... aur ho sake toh nirodh waigera ka instemaal karo. Samjhe?

Iqbal ne sharam se sar jhuka liya aur dheere se haan mein hilaya.

Doctor ne Supriya aur dekhte hue kaha - Aur tumhe bhi khud apna dhyaan rakhna chahiye... samjhi... kya umar hai tumhari?

Supriya ne dheere se kaha - Chhabbis....

Doctor ne Iqbal ki aur ghoora, use dekh kar pata chal raha tha ki woh us ladki se umar mein kafi bada hai - Dekho... tum logo ka aapas ka personal matter hai... main is sab chakkaro mein nahi padti... par tumhari umar mein pregnancy risk hai... apne shareer par dhyaan nahi dogi toh aage jaakar mushkil ho sakti hai...

Supriya - Kaisi dikkat?

Doctor - Tumhe bacche chahiye ya nahi?!

Iqbal beech mein bola - Haan... hame chahiye... kya usme koi...

Doctor ne uski beech mein uski baat kaati - Dekho... main bas medical advice de rahi hoon... mujhe aur kuch nahi janna tum logo ke baare mein... ye kuch medical test likh rahi hoon... karwa lena... yahan bina paiso ke ho jayenge...

Supriya ne uske haath se kaanpte hue woh parcha liya - Ji...

Doctor - Ye lo dawai ka parcha bhi... teen time acche se lete rehna... aur suno... ghar mein koi dikkat hai toh yahan kisi se baat kar sakti ho...

Doctor ki teekhi nazre Iqbal ki aur dekh rahi thi.

Supriya dheere se boli - Nahi... koi dikkat nahi hai...

Bahar aate hue Iqbal aur Supriya dono khamosh the. Hina corridor mein baithi unka intezaar kar rahi thi. Jaise hi usne unhe dekha, khadi ho gayi. Supriya uski aur dekh kar ek thaki hui muskurahat di. Iqbal ke chehre par halka sa gussa aur sharam thi.

Woh teeno kuch hi der mein wapis ghar ki aur chal diye, par Iqbal ke mann mein yehi khayal chal raha tha ki ek hi din mein sab kuch badal sa gaya tha. Bohot kuch tha ghar par jakar kehne ke liye, aur karne ke liye.

Par kaise, woh khud bhi shayad nahi jaanta tha.