Adultery Benaam Chahat

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Update - 3

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Muskan shaam ko uthi, to use yaad aaya ki kapde to upar hi hain, aur Imran ke bhi aane ka waqt ho chuka hai. Woh aankh malte hue chhat par jaati hai aur jaldi se kapde samet ke le aati hai. Tabhi Imran bachchon ke saath aa jaata hai, aur Muskan phir apne kaam me busy ho jaati hai, dopahar ki ghatna ko bilkul bhool jaati hai.

Shaam ko market jaane ke liye Muskan jaldi se tayyar hoti hai aur nikal jaati hai. Man hi man wo list yaad karne ki koshish kar rahi hoti hai, kyunki saman kaafi zyada lana tha. Jaise hi woh market pahunchti hai, samne wahi ladka dikh jaata hai, aur din mein hui saari baatein ekdam yaad aa jaati hain. Muskan ulte pair bhagne lagti hai, lekin usse pehle ki wo zyada door ja sake, uske kandhe par ek haath mehsus hota hai.

Peeche mudti hai, to wahi ladka hota hai. Muskan ka chehra darr se safed ho jaata hai. Tabhi wo ladka bolta hai, "Kya haal hai meri GF?" Muskan gusse se jawab deti hai, "Main tumhari GF nahi hoon! Bhago yahaan se!" Ladka hasne lagta hai aur aage badh kar Muskan ki kamar mein haath daal deta hai.

Muskan hadbada jaati hai, idhar-udhar dekhne lagti hai ki kahin koi dekh toh nahi raha. Wo khud ko ladke ke changul se chhudaane ki koshish karti hai aur dheere se kehti hai, "Pagal ho kya? Koi dekh lega toh?" Ladka muskura kar jawab deta hai, "Toh kya farq padta hai? Apni GF ko hi toh gale laga raha hoon!"

Muskan muska deti hai, lekin phir bhi usse chhudaane ki koshish karti rehti hai. Par ladka usse chhodta nahi, balki aur paas aa jaata hai.

Muskan ke lakh koshishon ke baawajood ladka tas se mas nahi hota. Tab Muskan dheere se uske kaan mein kehti hai, "Yahan nahi, please! Tum mere BF ho na, meri baat mano." Ye sunte hi ladka muskaraata hai aur usse chhod deta hai.

Muskan gusse se ghurti hai, lekin ladka bolta hai, "Bilkul manunga apni baby ki baat. Lekin pehle mera phone unblock karo."

Muskan asmanjas mein pad jaati hai aur kehti hai, "Kaise kar doon? Mere shauhar ko shaq ho jaayega!" Ladka hans kar bolta hai, "Arre kuch nahi hoga, baby. Mera number spam ya fraud ke naam se save kar lena."

Ye kehkar ladka chala jaata hai. Muskan khud ko sambhalti hai aur jaldi-jaldi saman kharidne lagti hai.

Market se wapas aate waqt Muskan ko ahsaas hota hai ki usne thoda zyada saman kharid liya hai. Chalne mein dikkat ho rahi hoti hai. Tabhi wo kuch der soch kar apna phone nikaalti hai, ladke ka number unblock karti hai, aur usse madad maangti hai. Ladka turant aata hai aur uska saman ghar ke darwaze tak chhod jaata hai.

Muskan tabhi sochti hai ki ab wo kya tarkeeb lagaye, kaise apne BF se chutkara paye, jo uski zindagi mein zabardasti ghus gaya hai. Bhale hi ye sab uski bewakoofi ki wajah se hua ho, lekin ab samajh nahi aa raha tha kya kare. Ek-do dafa usne Imran ko batane ka socha, lekin darr tha ki Imran kahin use jaan se na maar de.

Phir Muskan apne aap ko samjhane lagti hai aur situation ko rationalize karne ki koshish karti hai. Wo sochti hai, "Aakhir ek BF hone mein kya hi buraai hai?" Dheere-dheere wo apne aap ko manane mein safal ho jaati hai ki BF hona koi badi baat nahi. Use bhagane se zyada, use rakhne mein fayda hai.

Yahi soch kar Muskan ladke ka number "LIC Fraud" ke naam se save kar leti hai.
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Raat ka waqt tha, kareeb 1 baj rahe the. Muskan ka phone baj utha, aur uski aankh khul gayi. Incoming call pe LIC Fraud dekh ke uski kanth sukh gayi. Wo apne aap ko kosne lagi:

"Kya aafat sir le li hai maine..."

Ye keh kar Muskan apne shauhar ki taraf dekhti hai, jo ghode bech ke so rahe the. Muskan phone utha ke balcony me chali jaati hai. Dusri taraf se wahi harami si awaaz aayi:

"Kya kar rahi ho, baby?"

Muskan gusse se dheere se boli:

"Pagal, pata hai kya time hai? Main apne shauhar ke saath so rahi thi."

Samne se jawab aaya:

"Apne pati ko samjha le, saali. Tere ko haath lagaya to haath tod dunga. Saali, tu aaj se meri maal hai."

Ye sun ke Muskan muskara di aur tanj kaste hue boli:

"Bhag yahan se! Mera pati mujhe zarur haath lagayega, tu kaun hota hai be?"

Samne se phir hansi ki awaaz aayi, lekin is baar lag raha tha jaise background me koi music chal raha ho. Muskan ko ehsaas hua ki uska BF akele nahi tha. Ye samajh ke Muskan ne phone kaat diya.

Muskan kuch der tak balcony me sochti rahi. Phir usne apne BF ka phone milaya:

"Hello, Mr. BF. Aapka naam kya hai?"

Samne se phir hansi ki awaaz aayi:

"Are haan, maine to kabhi bataya hi nahi. Mera naam Rinshu hai. Ha ha ha!"

Muskan muskara ke boli:

"Ye kaisa ajeeb sa naam hai."

Is tanj pe samne se jawab aaya:

"Baby, ye tere hone wale agle bacche ke baap ka naam hai."

Ye sun Muskan bhi khilkhila ke hansne lagi. Uski hansi sun kar Rinshu bhi zor se hansne laga. Iske baad Muskan phone kaat kar muskati hui apne bistar me ghus gayi.

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Agle din Muskan ghar ke saare kaam nipta ke baithi thi. Uske saath uski saas bhi thi, aur dono TV serial dekh rahi thi. Muskan baar-baar apne phone ko ghur rahi thi. Use bechaini thi apne BF ke call ya message ki. Ajeeb sa manchala sa ehsaas uska dil kar raha tha.

Par us bechari ko kya malum tha ki uska BF apne kuch doston ke saath kisi kothe ki rand ke bistar me ek saath nanga pada tha. Usse zara bhi andaza nahi tha ki uska BF ek nihayati ghatiya insaan hai.

Time aise hi katte-katte 3 baj gaye. Achaanak se Muskan ke phone pe call aayi. Wo khushi ke mare bhaag ke gayi, lekin ye call uske BF ki nahi thi. Asal me ek scam caller tha. Muskan man hi man galiyaan deke wapas kaam me lag gayi.

Thodi der baad phir call aaya. Is baar wahi tha. Muskan khush ho gayi aur apni saas se chhat pe kapde sahi karne ka bahana karke upar chali gayi.

Upar pahunch ke Muskan ne phone uthaya aur pucha:

"Kahan mar gaye the? Call kyun nahi kiya?"

Rinshu samajh gaya ki Muskan ab uske jaal me poori tarah fas chuki hai. Muskate hue bola:

"Baby, tumne bhi to call nahi kiya."

Muskan jawab di:

"Arre, pagal! Fraud number pe outgoing call kyun karun?"

Ye sun ke Rinshu zor se hansne laga:

"Matlab saari calls mujhe karni padengi? Ha ha ha!"

Muskan bhi hans ke boli:

"Beshaq!"
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Rinshu ek pakka khiladi tha—use khel ki har chaal maloom thi, aur pasa kaise ulta gira kar apne favor me karna hai, isme wo maahir tha. Sach ye tha ki Muskan usse waqai pasand thi. Isi wajah se wo kaafi dino se uske aas-paas ghoom raha tha, ek sahi mauke ki talash me. Aur kismat ka khel dekho, jo Muskan kabhi uski taraf dekhna bhi nahi chahti thi, aaj usi ne khud usse phone kiya tha.

Rinshu ko acchi tarah samajh thi ki Muskan ke saath sabr aur dimaag se kaam lena padega. Wo jaldbazi me khel kharab nahi karna chahta tha. Uske dimag me ek lambi setting ka plan tha—ek waise hi jaal ka, jo usne gaon me bichhaya tha, jahan sab kuch uske haathon me tha. Usne decide kar liya tha ki Muskan ko dheere-dheere, bina kisi shor-sharabe ke, apne jaal me phasana hai.

Muskan me Rinshu ko wo sab kuch dikh raha tha, jo uske liye perfect tha:

• Sarkari naukriwala husband: Rinshu ko pata tha ki Muskan ke paas paise ki tangi nahi hogi. Jo paise wo kothe ya girlfriends pe udaata tha, yahan bache rahenge.
  
• Seedha-saadha nature: Usne Muskan ke baare me pura research kar liya tha—ye tasalli ki wo kisi aur ke chakkar me nahi thi.
  
• Fikr karne wali biwi: Rinshu jaanta tha ki Lucknow jaise beraham sheher me ek apni si lugai ho, jo uski parwah kare, ye zaroori hai.
  
• Boring aur permanent chut: Use Muskan ka chut permanent chahiye thi, bina nakhare dikhai.
  

Har angle se Muskan uske plans ke liye perfect candidate thi. Ye sab soch ke Rinshu ke chehre pe ek chhoti si muskaan aa gayi—ek shaatir aur confident insaan ki muskaan.