31-12-2018, 11:06 PM
Swati knew what he said was true. He was double strong than Anshul even during his fitter times. He had an almost double sized organ than Anshul which looked healthy and fertile. Partly she pushed him because of the huge size. Swati was so small.*
Swati asked him to leave.
Jayraj: mai nahane ja raha hu.. aa jau to mera nashta tayyar rakhna.. mujhe nikalna he.. tumhare pati ki tarah nikamma nahi hu..
Swati: unki halat pe hasiye mat..
Jayraj: uske haath to thik hai.. ghar se koi kaam kyu nahi karta.. aajkal internet pe kitne kaam hain.. use ab aaram hi karna he.. tumse kam karvana he.. kisi khuddar pati ki patni kehlane me jo sukh he.. wo Anshul se nahi milega tumhe..
Swati felt the punch again. He was right the second time. But she couldn't take on these statements about her husband.
Jayraj: uska doctor aaj ayega.. jo bhi fees he.. wo mai de dunga.. drawer me kuch paise rakhe hain tumhare lie.. le lena..
Swati kept her head low.
Jayraj went close to her, lifted her chin slowly. Their eyes met.*
Jayraj: Sorry itni harsh baat karne ke lie.. tumhare lie mai kuch bhi kar sakta hu..
Swati: Aaj Anshul ke lie Wheel chair ki vyavastha ho sakti he.. uske lie kuch paise lagenge..
Jayraj: Anshul, wheelchair?*
Swati: Haa..
Jayraj: to fir to wo kabhi bhi rat ko hum dono ko aake dekh sakta he.. agar use shak hua to.. (he smiled evil-ly)
Swati kept quiet.
Jayraj: Mai kuch aur paise rakh dunga drawer me.. jarurat pade to le lena.. ek kiss to dedo..
Swati gets angry: iska matlab ye nahi ki mai ye sab allow kar du..
Jayraj: Tum nahi sudhrogi.. chalo mera nashta banao.. mai chalta hu nahane..*
Swati asked him to leave.
Jayraj: mai nahane ja raha hu.. aa jau to mera nashta tayyar rakhna.. mujhe nikalna he.. tumhare pati ki tarah nikamma nahi hu..
Swati: unki halat pe hasiye mat..
Jayraj: uske haath to thik hai.. ghar se koi kaam kyu nahi karta.. aajkal internet pe kitne kaam hain.. use ab aaram hi karna he.. tumse kam karvana he.. kisi khuddar pati ki patni kehlane me jo sukh he.. wo Anshul se nahi milega tumhe..
Swati felt the punch again. He was right the second time. But she couldn't take on these statements about her husband.
Jayraj: uska doctor aaj ayega.. jo bhi fees he.. wo mai de dunga.. drawer me kuch paise rakhe hain tumhare lie.. le lena..
Swati kept her head low.
Jayraj went close to her, lifted her chin slowly. Their eyes met.*
Jayraj: Sorry itni harsh baat karne ke lie.. tumhare lie mai kuch bhi kar sakta hu..
Swati: Aaj Anshul ke lie Wheel chair ki vyavastha ho sakti he.. uske lie kuch paise lagenge..
Jayraj: Anshul, wheelchair?*
Swati: Haa..
Jayraj: to fir to wo kabhi bhi rat ko hum dono ko aake dekh sakta he.. agar use shak hua to.. (he smiled evil-ly)
Swati kept quiet.
Jayraj: Mai kuch aur paise rakh dunga drawer me.. jarurat pade to le lena.. ek kiss to dedo..
Swati gets angry: iska matlab ye nahi ki mai ye sab allow kar du..
Jayraj: Tum nahi sudhrogi.. chalo mera nashta banao.. mai chalta hu nahane..*