Adultery KOTHI DA RAAZ - ਕੋਠੀ ਦਾ ਰਾਜ (thriller,mystery,incest)

[Master_jee]

Update 1: Parda Uthda Hai





Reet ek jawani da jwalamukhi vargi si—24 saal di kudi, jivein husn da zehar te shatirpan da toofan. Oh nakhre wali si, thodi sharmili par andar ton har gall samajhdi—ek aisi kudi jo apne jism di aag naal dunia nu jala sakdi si, par apni aankhaan vich chhupi sharam naal sab nu pagal kar dendi si. Usda jism si ek nanga sapna—34 c de mumme, gol te tight, jo usdi  kameez vichon jivein bahar nikalne layi tadap rahi san, har saah naal chaati utthdi si jivein reshmi laava. Usde 36 de6 chittad si ek mitha zehar—gol, mulayam, te thumakda, jivein har kadam naal mardaan di rooh nu chede  te usda lakk si patla te lachakda—jivein reshmi rassi jo kisi shikari de haath vich bandhan layi bechain hove. salwar de uppron jivein chandni chamakdi hove, te usdi kaali zulfaan usde chehre te latakdi si, aankhaan vich thandi aag te honthaan te sharmili muskaan—Reet si ek chalak husn da bomb, jo dil te dimaag ch chhap chhadd dendi si. Oh si ek journalist—shehar de ik chhote jehe channel “Pind Di Awaaz” layi kaam kardi si, te apne kaam ch itni mahir si ki usdi teekhi zubaan te shatir dimag naal koi vi raaz khol sakdi si.Oh apne chhote jehe ghar vich khadi si, ainak vich apne aap nu vekhdi. Usdi kaali salwar kameez usde jism te jivein ek nasha ban ke lapeti si, te usne apne mumme te haath fer ke kameez nu thik kita—thodi sharam naal, par ek nakhre wali adaa naal. Usdi purse ch  interview card si—Usde channel “Pind Di Awaaz” ne usnu Sardar da interview lain layi bhejya si.

Asal ch Reet ne apni bhua manjeet di maut to baad hi soch kya c ki oh ik journalist banegi kyuki isdi bua di maut ajj v ik paheli c jo na security officer solve kar pai c na hi koi insaan.

Reet da parivaar si chhota te tang—usdi maa, jo chupchap rotiyaan banoundi si, te usda chhota bhra, Jaggi, 18 saal da shaitaan munda. Jaggi si ek majakia—usdi aankhaan vich shaitaani te jubaan vich teekhapan, oh galiyaan vich mundayan naal ladaiyaan karda te ghar vich shareef te normal banke rehnda c si. 

Usne Reet nu ainak vich vekh ke awaaz maari, “Oye Reet, tu kothi ja rahi ae? Sardar nu eve puthe sidhe sawaal na puch lai tuada channel band karadu oh  !” Reet ne hass ke jawab ditta, “Jaggi, tu apna muh band kar, kuch changa te tere muho kuch nikal hi nahi sakda ” Jaggi ne zubaan kadh ke hasya, te Reet ne vi muh jiha bana ke gardan ghuma diti—dono vich pyar te chhed-chaad si, jivein har behan-bhra vich hunda hai.Usne apni dost Jaspreet nu phone milaya.
Reet (nakhre naal): “Jas, main Sardar di kothi ja rahi haan. Channel ne menu Sardar da interview lain bhejya hai—par dil ch thodi dar vi lagda.”
Jaspreet (double meaning naal): “Reet, Dardi kyo a sardar ne tenu dekh tere te lattu ho j—interview taan ban hi javega!”
Reet (sharmindi hoi, par muskura ke): “Jas, chup kar har wele bas ehi galla hi aundia sharam kar lya kar kadi te  ?”
Jaspreet: “Sharam te tera dupatta hai, Reet. Teri chaati di golai vekh ke Karan bole—‘Jas da signal weak hai, Reet da tower full hai!’ Kal raat oh menu thodi service denda si!”
Reet (hassdi hoi): “Bas kar, tu te tera Karan sara din signal check karde ho. Mainu interview chahida hai, teri wangu tower nahi.”
Jaspreet: “Interview hi lai kuch hor na le li , Reet? Tera husn taan hai ik network —connect na hoje kithe hahah 
Reet (hasdi hoi) - hahaha shutt uppp jaspreet

Jaspreet si 26 saal di khuli kudi—mundayan naal khul ke baatan kardi, te apne boyfriend Karan nu bohot fuddi dendi c roop rang di v sohni si but reet to katt Reet layi usdi dosti sachi si.

Sardar si pind da ek kaala shikari, 40 saal da mard, jiska har saah vich taakat te har nazar vich hawas si. Usda chehra si jivein pathar te tarasha hoya, kaali muchhaan te teekhi aankhaan naal ek shaitaani muskaan—jo dil nu cheer deve. Usda jism si chauda te mazboot—shirt de button usde seene te jivein tuttan di kagaar te san, te usdi awaaz si jivein garaj, jo kisi nu vi thar thar kampa deve. Usdi kothi si usda raajmahal—har deewar vich maut di sugandh te har khidki vich paiseya di chamak. Usdi kaale rang di car si usdi hathiyar—jivein ek kaala saanp jo pind diyaan galiyaan vich shikaar labhda si. Sardar di ik patni c jisdi maut ho chuki c. ik kudi ho canada gyi hoi c study karan or ik munda jo ki badmash te gunda jisda kam c pyo de paise te ash karna 



Reet kothi val tur peyi. Usdi kaali salwar kameez vich usda jism jivein ek nasha ban ke thumak raha si—usde chittad di lachak te patle lakk di harkat har nazar nu apne val khich rahi si. Usde hath vich ek mic te chhota recorder si—usda journalist hona usdi shaan si. Oh gate te pahunchi, te chapdaasi—ek moti te teekhi zubaan wali aurat—usnu vekh ke thamm gayi. Chapdaasi di nazar Reet de mumme te tikki, te usdi saah tez ho gayi. Reet ne apna dupatta thoda sarkaya—usdi nangi kamar te gol chittad di chamak chapdaasi di aankhaan nu choundia gayi.

Reet (naram te sharmili awaaz vich): “Sardar ji nu dasso, Reet aayi hai… ‘Pind Di Awaaz’ channel ton interview layi.”

Chapdaasi (teekhi awaaz vich): “T-tuhanu andar le jandi haan, par Sardar ji haje busy ne…”

Reet (nakhre naal, aankhaan jhuka ke): “koi ni tu ohna nu das de meh ayi a me wait kardi ohna da .”

Chapdaasi ne gate khol ditta, te Reet andar val vadh gayi. Kothi de booteyaan di sugandh usdi saahaan vich ek nasha ban ke ghul gayi, te pardeyan di chamak usdi aankhaan vich ek khaufnaak sapna ban ke naach rahi si.
Reet ne apna dupatta thoda hor sarkaya—usdi kameez vichon mumme di golai te salwar vich chittad da thumak jivein bahar nikalne layi bechain san. Usne apne haath naal zulfaan nu sambhaliya, te usdi chaati di har saah usde jism nu hor agg bana rahi si. jo koi v utho lang rya c sarya dia aankhaan reet de ute ja rahiya c. 


Andar jandi Reet nu ek halki awaaz sunayi ditti—jivein koi aurat di siski kothi de pardeyan vich ghul rahi si. Oh thamm gayi, te usde journalist dimag ne turant mic te recorder on kar ditta. Awaaz thodi tez hoi—na sirf siski, balki jivein koi dheemi dheemi cheekh si, te fer ek mard di garaj wali awaaz, “Chup kar, nahi taan tera gala ghut dawaanga!” Reet di saah ruk gayi. Usne apne aap nu kothi de booteyaan de pichhe chhupa liya te recorder nu chalaunda chhadd ditta. Usdi sharm thodi hil gayi, te dil vich ek nayi jung da shola bhadak uthda si—par usnu eh samajh nahi aa raha si ki awaaz kithon aa rahi si.Reet ne turant Jaspreet nu phone milaya, apni awaaz nu dheemi rakhdi hoi.
Reet (darpok par curious): “Jas, main kothi andar haan… te koi awaaz sunayi ditti—jivein koi siski te mard di dhamki. Ki karna?”
Jaspreet (double meaning naal): “Reet, tu journalist hai na? Record kar—shayad eh teri story da poora package ban jaave!”
Reet (nervous hasi naal): “Jas, agar eh package bada hoya taan? Mainu interview chahida si, par eh taan kuchh hor khulda lagda hai.”
Jaspreet: “Hor matlab? Koi bandi qaid hai ya kothi da raaz khulda hai? Reet, tu apne mic naal sab pakad, par apni line saaf rakh!”
Reet (sharmindi hoi): “Jas, bas kar thodi, main serious haan! Par haan, recorder chal raha hai… dekhaange ki eh awaaz kithon aayi.”Reet ne phone cut kita te dheere dheere booteyaan de pichhe ton bahar jhaakya. Awaaz fer sunayi ditti—par eh vaar thodi door ton, jivein kothi de andar koi khufiya rasta hove. Usne apne recorder nu tight pakad liya, te fer ek halki si khadak sunayi ditti—jivein koi darwaza band hoiya hove, te usde naal ek dheemi si awaaz, “Koi sun lega!” Reet diyaan aankhaan vich sawaal te dil vich khauf si—eh interview sirf shuruaat si, te kothi vich ek bada te khaufnaak raaz chhupa si. Usde journalist dimag ne sochya, “Eh awaaz ek story hai—par shayad meri zindagi da sab ton khatarnak mod v.”