06-02-2026, 07:05 AM
After five minutes, Divya’s phone rang again.
It was Sasuma (Ranjith’s mother).
Divya picked up the call. “Hello, Sasuma ji?”
Sasuma talked sweetly. “Beta, Ranjith is here. He is fine. You take care of Monu. How are you?”
Divya said, “I am fine, Sasuma ji. Everything okay.”
She kept talking and slowly walked to the stairs. She climbed up to the roof. The phone was on her ear. She stood near the water tank. Air was cool. Light blue saree moved in wind.
After five minutes, she looked down at the road from the roof.
She saw Hamee.
He was walking on the lane. Steps not straight. He looked up. Saw Divya on the roof. His eyes stayed on her for long time. Then he turned and came to her house gate.
Divya saw him open the gate slowly. No sound. He came inside compound. Then climbed the stairs to roof.
Divya was still on phone. She said to Sasuma, “Sasuma ji, I will call later. Something came.”
She put off the phone.
Hamee reached the roof.
Divya turned to him. Voice little scared.
“What bhaiyaa?”
Hamee came close. He smelled very bad — cheap liquor. Strong smell. Eyes red. Face more tired than morning. Shirt still torn.
He looked at Divya. Up and down. Saree. Blouse. Face. He smiled little. Not nice smile.
“Memsab… I need that hundred rupees now. Please.”
He came one step closer.
It was Sasuma (Ranjith’s mother).
Divya picked up the call. “Hello, Sasuma ji?”
Sasuma talked sweetly. “Beta, Ranjith is here. He is fine. You take care of Monu. How are you?”
Divya said, “I am fine, Sasuma ji. Everything okay.”
She kept talking and slowly walked to the stairs. She climbed up to the roof. The phone was on her ear. She stood near the water tank. Air was cool. Light blue saree moved in wind.
After five minutes, she looked down at the road from the roof.
She saw Hamee.
He was walking on the lane. Steps not straight. He looked up. Saw Divya on the roof. His eyes stayed on her for long time. Then he turned and came to her house gate.
Divya saw him open the gate slowly. No sound. He came inside compound. Then climbed the stairs to roof.
Divya was still on phone. She said to Sasuma, “Sasuma ji, I will call later. Something came.”
She put off the phone.
Hamee reached the roof.
Divya turned to him. Voice little scared.
“What bhaiyaa?”
Hamee came close. He smelled very bad — cheap liquor. Strong smell. Eyes red. Face more tired than morning. Shirt still torn.
He looked at Divya. Up and down. Saree. Blouse. Face. He smiled little. Not nice smile.
“Memsab… I need that hundred rupees now. Please.”
He came one step closer.
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