Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Pranali Sharma ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Munna Tripathi ki teesri aur aakhri maang uske kaan mein goonj rahi thi — "Ek raat... bas ek raat, meri marzi ka saari pehen kar, sab kuch hoga... bas sex nahi."
Woh jaanti thi, Munna pehle hi har hadh paar kar chuka tha. Uske touch mein woh kashish thi jise Pranali jitna bhi rokti, dil kahi na kahi pighal jata. Har baar jab usne Munna ko na kaha, usne uski izzat ki... lekin chhodaa kabhi nahi.
Woh akeli thi apne guilt ke saath. Uska pyaar, uska pati Soham — jise woh sach mein chaahti thi — usse chhupakar woh Munna ke jaal mein fas chuki thi. Aur Munna, har bar uski madad karta raha, uska rakshak ban kar, lekin uske khud ke irade kuch aur the.
Raat ke 10 baje the. Pranali ne apni sabse purani dost Shubha ko phone milaya. Aawaz thodi kaanp rahi thi.
Pranali: "Shubha... woh... Munna ne teesri baat bol di hai. Ek raat... sab kuch karega... bas... woh nahi."
Shubha dusri taraf hansi — ek halka sa teasing tone mein.
Shubha: "Arey Pranu, tu toh lucky hai. Kitni ladkiyaan hoti jo Munna Tripathi jaise aadmi ke liye tarasti... aur tu bol rahi hai bas ek raat?"
Pranali (ghusse mein): "Yeh mazak nahi hai, Shubha. Main apne pati se pyaar karti hoon... mujhe lagta hai main usse dhokha de rahi hoon."
Shubha (serious tone mein): "Toh soch le... ya toh ek baar mein yeh sab khatam kar de... ya phir zindagi bhar Munna tere peeche ghoomega. Tujhe control chahiye na? Toh tu hi control le. Yeh raat tere haath mein hai, uske nahi."
Phone rakhne ke baad, Pranali thodi der tak chup bethi rahi. Phir neeche utri — drawing room mein uska chhota sa parivaar tha. Soham TV dekh raha tha, Aarav apne chhoti car ke saath khel raha tha. Saas-sasur andar chale gaye the.
Usne ek pal ke liye Aarav ko dekha. Uski muskaan, uski narmi — Pranali ka dil bhar aaya. Phir usne Soham ki taraf dekha. Woh normal tha, jaise kuch bhi nahi chal raha ho.
Pranali (dheere se): "Agar yeh log jaanein... toh? Kya main waaqai buri hoon?"
Lekin phir uske andar se ek awaaz aayi — "Main nahi chuni is kahani ko. Mujhe ghaseeta gaya ismein. Munna khatam karna chahta hai toh main khatam karungi... apne sharton pe."
Woh chhup-chaap upar chali gayi. Mirror ke saamne khadi hokar apne chehre ko dekha. Aankhon mein guilt tha, lekin uske neeche ek aur chhupi hui strength bhi.
Usne Munna ko message bheja:
“Kal raat… main Soham ko bolungi ki main Shubha ke ghar ruki hoon. Tumhare liye woh raat hogi… aur mere liye yeh sab khatam karne ka waqt. Let’s finish this.”
Message bhejne ke baad, Pranali ne phone band kiya. Raat ki neend usse door thi, lekin ek faisla le chuki thi.
Kal raat — Mirzapur ki galiyaan phir ek baar ek aur raaz ke saakshi banegi.













Agli subah Pranali Sharma ne apne aap ko force kiya uthne ke liye. Chehra thoda thaka hua tha, aankhon ke neeche halka sa stress ka shadow — lekin uske andar kuch badal raha tha. Aaj sirf Munna ki teesri demand puri nahi karni thi, balki apni zindagi ke control ka pehla kadam uthana tha.
Office mein woh jaise machine ban gayi thi. Files dekh rahi thi, clients se baat kar rahi thi, meetings attend kar rahi thi — lekin uska dhyaan sirf ek jagah tha: Munna Tripathi.
"Kya woh mujhe waise dekhega jaise hamesha dekhta hai? Kya main waise hi react karungi? Ya aaj main kuch alag karungi?" — uske dimaag mein sawaal ghoomte rahe.
Shaam tak woh mentally tayyar ho gayi thi. Office se nikli, auto liya aur seedha ghar aayi. Ghar mein sab kuch waise hi tha — Aarav hamesha ki tarah khush, Soham relaxed mood mein. Usne Aarav ko uthaya, chhati se lagaya aur thoda khelti rahi. Uski muskaan mein uske guilt ka wajood chhup gaya.
Raat ke 7 baje ke aas paas, usne Soham se kaha:
Pranali (casual tone mein):
"Main Shubha ke ghar ja rahi hoon raat bhar ke liye… uske husband ka outstation jana tha, akeli hai toh usne bulaya. Kal subah wapas aa jaungi."
Soham ne kuch socha nahi, sirf sir hila diya:
Soham:
"Thik hai, Aarav ka dhyaan main rakh lunga. Tu aaram se jaa."
Pranali upar gayi, ek chhoti si bag nikali. Usme woh saree rakkhi jo Munna ne pasand ki thi — laal resham mein golden border, saath mein matching blouse, kuch light makeup, ek perfume jiska use Munna pehle notice kar chuka tha. Ek naya set of innerwear bhi liya — kyunki aaj woh tayyar thi, sirf uske liye nahi… apne liye bhi.
Bag band kiya, Aarav ko pyaar kiya, Soham ko casual bye kaha… aur ghar se nikal gayi.
Shubha ka ghar zyada door nahi tha. Woh already gate pe khadi uska wait kar rahi thi. Andar jaate hi Shubha ne Pranali ka bag liya aur usse gale laga liya.
Shubha:
"Tu sach mein aa gayi... bas ab darrna nahi. Har moment mein yaad rakh — tu uski zarurat hai, woh tera haq nahi. Tu decide karegi kya hoga, kaise hoga."
Donon ne chai banayi, thoda time baith kar baat ki — sabse zyada yeh discuss hua ki Munna kya expect karega, aur Pranali kis limit tak jayegi. Plan simple tha, lekin emotions complex.
Thodi der baad Pranali uth gayi —
“Mujhe ready hona hai. Munna se pehle main apne aap se milna chahti hoon.”
Woh bathroom gayi, ek lamba sa garam paani ka shower liya. Pani ki har boond uske stress ko thoda-thoda karke dhoti gayi. Usne apne aap ko mirror mein dekha — ek patni, ek maa… aur ab ek aurat jo apne faislon ka bojh khud uthana chahti thi.
Shaayad Munna uske liye khatra tha... par us raat usne tay kiya tha — wo kisi ka shikar banne nahi ja rahi thi… wo khud apne kirdar ki malik banne ja rahi thi.
She wrapped a towel around her body, nikli… aur bag khola — laal saree haath mein li… aur tayyar hone lagi.





Garam paani ke baad Pranali ne apne aap ko towel mein lapeta aur mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Thoda moisture ab bhi collarbone par thehra tha. Usne bag khola aur laal resham ki saree nikaali — wohi jo Munna ne pasand ki thi. Golden border uski skin tone par chamak raha tha.
Sabse pehle usne golden blouse pehna — backless, dori se bandhne wala. Phir usne saree dbang karna shuru kiya, har pleat perfect — kamar ke curve pe thoda tight, navel khula… ek perfect sensual statement. Pallu dheere se shoulder se phisal kar uski cleavage ko halki jhalak deta tha. Usne mirror mein dekha — aankhon mein sharmaahat thi, lekin uske neeche ek ajeeb sa confidence bhi.
Usne deep red lipstick lagayi — wohi jo Munna ne ek baar kaha tha, "Yeh rang tumhare lips pe bijli lagta hai."
Mangalsutra gale mein tha — ek yaad, ek zimmedaari, aur ek jhalak guilt ki.
Usne aankhon mein kajal lagaya, halka eyeliner, aur ek bindi. Kamar par saree ka fall tight tha — uska perfectly shaped figure, round hips, toned waist, aur heavy bust saree ke andar bhi chhup nahi pa raha tha.
Shubha (taunting smile ke saath):
"Yeh toh sirf saree hai, lekin tu aaj aag lagane ke liye bani hai."
Pranali ne mirror mein khud ko ek baar phir dekha… aur phone ki screen blink ki — Munna ka naam.
Munna (deep voice):
"Main bahar hoon. Aaja."
Usne ek gehri saans li, bag uthaya aur nikalne lagi. Shubha ne use roka, haath pakad ke bola:
Shubha:
"Yaad rakh… yeh teri kahani ka ant nahi, tere control ka start hai. Enjoy kar… lekin kab control lena hai, woh tu hi decide karegi."
Bahar ek black Scorpio ruki thi. Driver seat pe Munna nahi tha — uske aadmi ne car ka darwaza khola. Pranali ne ek pal ko ghar ki taraf dekha… phir chhoti si smile ke saath car mein baith gayi. Mixed emotions — guilt, fear, desire, and strangely… freedom.
Car ke andar ek khamoshi thi.
Pallu thoda aur sarak gaya tha, navel visible, blouse tight ho chuki thi. Uski sanson ka lehja badal raha tha. Car ne turn liya — aur us raat ki taqdeer likhi ja rahi thi.
Usi waqt… kahin door, Mirzapur ke ek alag kona mein…
Soham ke phone par notification blink hui — Images received from Sharad Shukla.
Woh images uski aankhon ke saamne thi — Pranali, laal saree mein, car mein baithti hui.
Soham (andar hi andar):
"Aaj raat… ya toh Munna us par haath rakhega… ya phir meri saari game jeet jaayegi. Aaj ke baad Pranali meri nahi rahegi — ya Munna ki bhi nahi."
Uske chehre par ek twisted si muskaan thi — jaise kisi ne dimaag se pyaar ka mask hata diya ho.





Car ne Mirzapur ke shehar ki hadd paar ki… aur kuch hi der mein ek private bangla ke samne ruki. Bangla sheher se bahar tha — surrounded by tall trees and complete silence. Bahar security guards the — Munna Tripathi ka ek alag hi world.
Pranali ne andar kadam rakha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha, haathon mein thoda pasina tha. Aankhon ke saamne woh jagah thi jahan uski zindagi ka sabse pehla “apne se alag” moment hone jaa raha tha — aur ho sakta tha, aakhri bhi.
Ek naukar ne usse welcome kiya, kuch nahi poocha — jaise sab tay tha. Seedha use ek bedroom tak le gaya. Darwaza khula… aur Pranali andar gayi.
Room ekdum modern tha — lekin usmein ek intimacy ka touch tha.
Ek king-size bed, white sheets, halki golden lighting, ek vase mein fresh red roses, aur ek large mirror wall ke saamne. Chhoti si table par do wine glasses — aur ek bottle already ready thi. AC se halki thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Parde silk ke the, usi shade mein jaise uski saree — laal aur golden.
Woh andar chali gayi… naukar ne darwaza close kiya aur bina kuch bole chala gaya.
Ab woh room mein akeli thi.
Pranali ne dheere se bag corner mein rakha, aur khidki ke paas jaakar khadi ho gayi. Aankhon se bahar andhera tha, lekin uske andar ek aur andhera ghoom raha tha — excitement ka, darr ka, guilt ka, aur ek ajeeb si lalach ka.
Mirror mein usne apne aap ko dekha — saree ab tak tight thi, lekin halki si thakan uske shoulder pe dikhi. Pallu thoda sarak gaya tha, cleavage zyada visible thi, blouse ka tight fit uske heavy bust ko upar kheench raha tha. Kamar pe pleats perfectly fit thi, hips thoda sway ho rahe the — aur navel barabar dikh raha tha… bilkul beech mein, jaise kissi aankhon ka nishaana banne ko tayyar.
Usne mangalsutra ki chain ko halka sa chhua… aur aankhen band ki.
“Yeh bed… aaj meri ek kahani ko todne wala hai… ya shayad ek nayi kahani shuru karega.”
Clock mein 9:20 PM ho rahe the. Munna ne kuch nahi kaha tha timing ka… lekin uska intezaar Pranali ke andar ghoom raha tha. Har sound, har door ke chhikne ki aawaz, uska dil zor se dhadakne lagta.
Usne ek baar phir lipstick fix ki, baalon ko open kiya, aur khud ko mirror mein dekha — aaj woh sirf Munna ke liye nahi… apne liye bhi khoobsurat lagna chahti thi.
Bed ke paas jaa kar bethi… dono haathon se pallu ko samhala… aankhen band ki… aur bas ek pal ke liye socha —
“Main tayyar hoon… ya shayad sirf lag rahi hoon. Dekhte hain Munna Tripathi aaj kya karta hai… aur main kya hone deti hoon.”





Room mein ek gehri khamoshi thi… bas AC ki halki humming aur Pranali ke dil ki tez dhadkan. Woh mirror ke saamne khadi thi, apne baalon ko upar bandh rahi thi… jab achanak peeche se ek aura mehsoos hua.
Munna Tripathi aa chuka tha.
Darwaza kab khula, kaise woh andar aaya, kuch pata nahi chala… bas uske aane se room ka temperature badal gaya. Uski aankhon mein ek hi cheez thi — Pranali.
Woh wahi pe ruk gaya… uske kadam jaise jam gaye hon. Samne us aurat ka roop tha jo uske liye ek junoon ban chuki thi — laal saree mein jhalkti har ek curve, uska tight blouse jo uske full bust ko upar uthaye khada tha, uncovered slim kamar, aur beech mein chamakta uska navel… har ek jism ka hissa Munna ko sirf apna lag raha tha.
Munna (andar hi andar):
"Aaj raat… yeh sirf meri hai. Pura nahi, par jitna ho sakega, har pal mein uska swaad lunga."
Pranali ne uski aankhon ka hunger dekha… usne kuch nahi kaha, bas mirror mein uski reflection dekhte hue ek seductive smile di. Aaj darr nahi tha… aaj kuch palon ke liye woh apni soch se azaad hona chahti thi.
"Main kisi ki biwi nahi hoon is waqt. Sirf ek aurat hoon... jo chaahti hai khud ke faisle ka swaad."
Munna dheere se uske paas aaya… dono ke beech sirf kuch inches ka faasla tha. Phir bina kuch bole… usne uski kamar ko thaam liya — tight, possessively. Uska touch garam tha, puri body mein current sa daud gaya.
Phir Munna ne uske hothon par apna jism jhuka diya — ek deep, raw, aur passionate kiss.
Pranali ki aankhen band ho gayi. Usne ek pal ke liye apne mann se Soham ka naam hata diya. Kal jo bhi ho, aaj woh khud ke liye jeena chahti thi.
Woh kiss intense hoti gayi… Munna ne uske hothon ko bite kiya, uske cheek pe lips ghumaaye… aur Pranali ne apne haathon se uski shirt ki collar ko pakad liya, usse aur paas kheench liya.
Pranali (sochti hue):
"Yeh mera aakhri pal hai is rishte ka. Aaj ke baad main azaad ho jaaungi. Aaj main khud yeh chah rahi hoon."
Usne Munna ke lips ko fiercely kiss kiya — control ab uske haathon mein tha. Woh sirf kisi ki “cheez” banne nahi aayi thi. Aaj woh apne haathon se har touch ka jawab dene ko tayyar thi.
Room ki hawa heavy ho chuki thi… lips, breath, aur emotions ka milan ho raha tha. Saree ka pallu dhire-dhire uske shoulder se phisalne laga… aur Munna ki ungliyan uski bare waist par aur neeche khisakne lagi.
Aur Pranali… usne aankhen khol kar Munna ki aankhon mein dekha — us nazar mein na sharam thi, na guilt — sirf ek spark… ek nayi aag.