Adultery My wife become Mirzapur ki Malika

[Joker44]

Pura din kisi bhayanak sapne ki tarah guzar raha tha. Mirzapur ke aasmaan par dhoop thi, par Pranali ke andar sirf ek ghup andhera aur maut ka darr chhaya hua tha. Aaj usne bistar se uthne ki himmat bhi nahi ki. Pregnancy ki shuruati nausea aur Banwari ki blackmailing ne uski rooh ko nichod kar rakh diya tha. Usne khud ko kamre mein band kar liya tha aur Soham se poori tarah bachaav (avoid) kar rahi thi.



Soham dopehar mein uske liye ek bowl soup lekar aaya tha. Usne bohot hi fikar-mand, masoom pati ka naatak karte hue Pranali ke maathe par haath rakha tha, "Jaan, bukhar toh nahi hai? Subah se kuch khaya nahi tumne, bache ke liye theek nahi hai." Pranali ne darr aur guilt se apni aankhein chura li thi. Uska dil chahta tha ki wo Soham ke seene se lag kar sab ugal de, par use lagta tha ki is tuchhi, gandi underworld ki hawas se uske shareef pati ko door rehna chahiye. Jab Pranali ne soup peene se mana kiya, toh Soham kamre se bahar chala gaya. Darwaza band hote hi Soham ke hothon par ek thandi, shaitani muskurahat aa gayi thi. Wo janta tha ki Pranali toot rahi hai, aur yahi uske 100-crore ke masterplan ki sabse badi jeet thi. Par Pranali in sab se bekhabar, apne hi banaye darr ke jaal mein ghut rahi thi.




Uska phone bistar par pada tha, jo lagatar uski dhadkano ke sath sync mein vibrate ho raha tha.


Banwari ka teesra message aa chuka tha. Screen par flash hote un shabdon ne Pranali ka khoon barf kar diya tha:


"Madam, raat ke 10 baje ka time yaad hai na? Aaj raat pichli gali mein nahi aayi, toh kal subah Munna bhaiya ke phone par Jaunpur wale aashiq ki saari detail aur tumhari gaddari ka kissa hoga. Munna bhaiya gusse mein pehle tumhara pet faadenge, phir tumhare masoom pati ki gardan kaatenge."


Pranali ke haath se phone chhoot gaya. Uski saansein itni tezz chalne lagi ki use asthme ke mareez jaisa mehsoos hone laga. Uske dimaag ki nasein phatne ko taiyaar thi. Wo kya kare? Kiske paas jaye?


Usne ek pal ke liye socha ki wo sidha Tripathi Haveli jaye aur Munna ko sab sach bata de. Par agle hi second Munna ka wo khoonkhaar, darinda chehra uske dimaag mein ghoom gaya. Munna ko apne dominance par itna guroor tha ki agar use pata chala ki uski 'property', uski 'malika' ne uski peeth peeche Sharad Shukla ke sath bistar garam kiya hai aur use Jaunpur ki khabar leak ki hai, toh Munna uska wajood mita dega. Munna use zinda jalane se pehle uske pet mein pal rahe is do hafte ke bache ko noch kar nikal dega.


Toh kya wo Sharad ko call kare? Pranali ne kaampte haathon se phone uthaya, par phir wapas rakh diya. Sharad aashiq zaroor tha (kam se kam Pranali yahi manti thi), par wo ab kamzor pad chuka tha. Agar Pranali ne use Banwari ki is dhamki ke baare mein bataya, toh Sharad bina soche-samjhe Mirzapur chala aayega. Aur yahan aate hi Munna ki fauj use bhun (roast) degi. Apne bache ke (shayad) baap ko wo maut ke kuye mein kaise dhakel sakti thi?


Aur Soham? Apna masoom, anjaan pati? Pranali ne rona shuru kar diya. "Nahi... main unhe is sab mein nahi ghasit sakti. Wo toh itne achhe hain ki dusre ke bache ko apna khoon samajh kar khush ho rahe hain. Main unki jaan khatre mein nahi daal sakti." Usne apne hi haathon se apne saare raaste band kar liye the. Use bachane wala koi nahi tha. Use apni aukaat ek tuchche, hawasi driver ke pairo mein dabani hi thi.


Raat ke 9:30 baj chuke the.


Kamre mein andhera tha. Soham apni side karwat liye, gehri neend ka naatak kar raha tha. Pranali bathroom mein aaine ke saamne khadi thi. Usne apna nightgown utara aur ek bohot hi purana, dhila-dhala, aur fika sa brown salwar suit pehan liya. Usne na koi bindi lagayi, na koi makeup. Wo aaj kisi don ki 'malika' bankar nahi, balki ek majboor randi bankar ek naukar ke bistar par jane ke liye taiyaar ho rahi thi.


Aaine mein khud ko dekhte hue uske jism mein ek ajeeb si jhurjhuri daud gayi. Use Munna ka brutal lund yaad aaya, Sharad ke naram hoth yaad aaye... aur ab? Ab Banwari ke paan-khaye gande hoth aur uski moti, baddhi ungliyan uske is sensitive, pregnant jism ko nochne wali thi. Ye soch kar hi Pranali ko ulti (vomit) aane lagi. Par is extreme psychological torture, is bhayanak degradation aur humiliation ne uske dimaag ke us dark hisse par waar kiya tha, jahan darr aur hawas aapas mein jud chuke the. Banwari jaise nichle darje ke aadmi ke aage apne kapde utaarne ka khayal uski pussy mein ek gandi, sharamnaak gili-pan (wetness) paida kar raha tha, jise mehsoos karke Pranali ko khud par ghin aa rahi thi.


Wo dabe paon bathroom se bahar aayi. Ghar ke main darwaze tak pahunchi. Usne door-latch par apna kaanpta hua haath rakha. Bahar kutton ke bhonkne ki aawaz aa rahi thi. Use bas ye darwaza kholna tha aur do gali chhod kar Banwari ke gande aur ghutan bhare kamre mein jaana tha, jahan wo hawasi bhediya apna lund bahar nikal kar uski is gori chamdi ka intezaar kar raha hoga.



Par darwaze ka handle ghumate hi Pranali ke pet mein ek halki si ainth (cramp) hui. Uska maternal instinct (maa banne ka ehsaas) achanak uske darr par haawi ho gaya.


"Nahi..." Pranali ne phusphusate hue apna haath piche kheench liya. Uski saansein bhari ho rahi thi. "Main aaj nahi jaa sakti. Main us gande aadmi ke haath khud par... is halat mein nahi lagne de sakti. Mujhe sochne ke liye waqt chahiye. Mujhe koi raasta nikalna hoga."


Uski himmat poori tarah jawab de gayi. Darwaze ke theek paas zameen par baith kar usne apna phone nikala. Uske dono angoothe thar-thar kaanp rahe the jab usne Banwari ki chat open ki. Usne apni poori izzat, apna guroor mitti mein milate hue us driver ko bheekh mangte hue type kiya:


"Main aaj nahi aa paungi... meri tabiyat bohot kharab hai. Kal aungi... please, mujhe ek din aur de do. Please."


Message send hote hi wo apne ghutno mein sarr dekar rone lagi. Wo apni maut ko sirf kuch ghanto ke liye aage badha rahi thi. Uska dil dhol ki tarah baj raha tha, is intezaar mein ki Banwari ka kya jawab aayega. Kya wo abhi Munna ko bata dega? Kya aaj hi raat uske ghar mein khoon ki holi kheli jayegi?


Do lambe, khaufnaak minute baad phone ki screen vibrate hui.


Banwari ka reply tha:


"Theek hai bhabhi ji. Ek din aur diya. Par kal agar aap nahi aayi... toh parso subah main aapko nangi karke, bich chaurahe par Munna bhaiya ke aage phekunga. Phir dekhte hain aapka ye Jaunpur wala aashiq aur aapka masoom pati aapko kaise bachata hai. Game over ho jayega kal. Taiyaar rehna."


Pranali wahin thandi zameen par dher ho gayi. Usne apne dono haathon se apne pet ko kas ke pakad liya aur siskate hue andhere mein bolne lagi, "Main kya karu bhagwan? Main kahan jaaun? Mujhe bacha lo..."


Ek aurat, jo shahar ki Malika ban sakti thi, wo aaj apne hi ghar ki chaukhat par bebas hokar apne shikaariyon se ek aakhri din ki bheekh maang rahi thi. Aur theek bedroom ki deewar ke us paar, uska pati, uska apna Soham, aankhein khole andhere mein muskura raha tha. Khel ab apne sabse bhayanak mor par aa chuka tha.

Suraj dhal chuka tha aur Mirzapur ki sadkon par andhera utar aaya tha. Pranali ke ghar ke andar ek ajeeb sa sannata tha. Usne apne kaanpte haathon se ek chhote se bag mein apni ek nighty aur kuch zaroori saamaan rakha. Uska dil uski pasliyon se takra raha tha. Usne aaine mein khud ko dekha—chehre par hawaiyaan udi hui thi, aankhon ke niche darr ke kaale ghere the, aur pet mein pal rahe bache ki wajah se ek ajeeb si thakaan thi. Usne ek bohot hi fika, purana brown rang ka salwar suit pehna tha, jisme wo apne jism ke har ubhaar ko chupane ki nakam koshish kar rahi thi.



Soham bed par aaram se let kar TV dekh raha tha. Pranali ne apne bag ki chain band ki aur ek gehri saans lekar uske paas aayi.


"Soham... mujhe aaj raat Shubha ke ghar rukna padega," Pranali ne apni aawaz ko normal rakhne ki poori koshish ki, par uske lafz halke se ladkhada gaye. "Uski tabiyat bohot kharab hai, shayad depression... wo akele ro rahi thi phone par. Mujhe uske paas jana hoga."


Soham ne TV se nazar hatayi aur Pranali ko dekha. Ek aam pati is waqt sawal karta, fikar karta, par Soham ki aankhon mein ek bohot hi gehri, shaitani chamak thi jo Pranali apne darr ke maare dekh nahi paayi. Soham achhi tarah jaanta tha ki Shubha bilkul theek hai, kyunki Shubha uski hi khareedi hui jasoos thi. Use pata tha ki uski biwi kisi aur gande daldal mein utarne ja rahi hai.


"Arre... bechari Shubha," Soham ne bohot hi makkari bhare masoom tone mein kaha. Usne bistar se uth kar Pranali ke mathe ko chooma. "Tum jao jaan. Uska khayal rakho. Main yahan Aarav aur ghar sambhal lunga. Par apna bhi dhyan rakhna, tum khud pregnancy ki weakness se guzar rahi ho."


Pranali ke andar guilt ka ek bhayanak jwalamukhi phat pada. Usne darr aur sharam se Soham ke gale lag kar apni aankhein band kar li. 'Main kitni gandi aurat hoon... mere pati ko mujh par kitna bharosa hai, aur main ek driver ke bistar par apni aukaat girane ja rahi hoon.' Usne Soham ko bye kaha aur ghar se bahar nikal gayi. Darwaza band hote hi Soham ne apna phone nikala aur Shubha ko message kiya: "Plan ke hisaab se sab theek hai. Wo nikal gayi hai apni bali chadhane."


Raat ke 10 bajne wale the. Mirzapur ke us pichde, gande ilake ki galiyon mein kutton ke bhonkne aur naaliyon ki sadaan (smell) ke ilawa kuch nahi tha. Pranali apne dupatte se apna chehra chupaye, dabe pairo se chal rahi thi. Uske har kadam ke sath uske jism ki thartharahat badhti ja rahi thi. Use apni saansein itni bhari lag rahi thi jaise usne maut ka kafan pehan liya ho.


Aakhir kaar, wo us sune aur tute-phoote quarter ke saamne pahunchi. Ye Banwari ka ghar tha. Khidki se ek dhundli, peeli bulb ki roshni chhan kar bahar aa rahi thi. Pranali ne kaanpte haathon se lakdi ke us purane darwaze par halki si dastak di.


Khat... Khat.



Darwaza turant khula. Saamne Banwari khada tha. Usne sirf ek purani, maili si lungi aur banyan pehni hui thi. Uske hothon par paan ke laal daag the aur uski nigaahon mein ek aisi bhayanak, bhookhi hawas thi jise dekh kar kisi bhi aurat ki rooh kaanp jaye. Banwari ne Pranali ko upar se niche tak kisi janwar ki tarah taada.


"Aaiye bhabhi ji... banjare ke is gareeb khane mein, Mirzapur ki Malika ka swagat hai," Banwari ne ek ghinoni muskurahat ke sath rasta chhod diya.


Pranali darrte-darrte andar dakhil hui. Kamra bohot chhota tha. Wahan ghutan thi. Hawa mein sasti desi sharab (liquor), beedi ke dhuyein, aur paseene ki aisi sadaan thi ki Pranali ko aate hi ubkaai (nausea) aane lagi. Kamre ke beech mein ek purani khatiya (cot) thi jispar ek maili chadar bichi thi, aur kone mein sharab ki khali botlein padi thi.


Banwari ne darwaze ki kundi lagayi. Khatak. Wo aawaz Pranali ke dimaag mein kisi hathode ki tarah baji.


"Mujhe... mujhe proof dikhao," Pranali ne apne darr ko chupa kar, apni bachi-kuchi izzat aur akad ke sath pucha. "Tumhare paas kya saboot hai? Aur tumhe kitne paise chahiye ise khatam karne ke liye?"


Banwari hassa. Ek bohot hi bhaddi, gandi hansi. Wo aaram se khatiya par baith gaya aur apni taangein faila li. Usne apne phone ki screen on ki aur Pranali ki taraf ghumayi.


Screen par call logs the, aur uske sath ek video clip thi jo usne us raat warehouse ke attack ke waqt apne kisi khabri se banwayi thi ya record ki thi—jisme Sharad ke ladke aapas mein baat kar rahe the ki "Madam ne pehle hi khabar de di thi." Aur sabse bada saboot, Pranali ke bank se nikalkar auto lene ki wo CCTV footage thi jo Banwari ne nikalwa li thi, jisme time stamp theek Jaunpur attack se pehle ka tha jab Pranali ne ghabra kar call kiya tha.


"Munna bhaiya ko is sab ka aadha bhi dikha diya na bhabhi ji... toh bhaiya aapki is gori chamdi ki khal udhed kar usme bhoosa bhar denge," Banwari ne apna phone wapas pocket mein daala. Usne ek beedi jalayi aur dhuaan Pranali ke chehre ki taraf chhoda. "Paise toh mujhe chahiye hi nahi. Banwari ke paas ab wo daulat aayi hai jiske aage paise ki koi aukaat nahi."


Banwari ne apni aankhein choti ki aur bed ko thapthapaya. "Baitho yahan... mere paas."

Pranali wahi khadi rahi. Uske aansu ab rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the. "Please... Banwari ji, please mujhe chhod dijiye. Main aapse haath jodti hoon. Mere pet mein... meri tabiyat theek nahi hai. Main aapke pair pakadti hoon, ye saboot delete kar dijiye." Wo rote hue uske saamne zameen par baithne ko taiyaar thi.


"Arre arre, zameen par kyun? Bhabhi ji, aap toh Munna bhaiya ki god mein uchalne wali cheez hain," Banwari achanak khatiya se utha. Usne aage badhkar Pranali ke dono kandhe kas ke pakde. Uski pakad itni sakht thi ki Pranali ke muh se dabi hui cheekh nikal gayi. Banwari ne use khinch kar khatiya par apne theek bagal mein bitha liya.


Banwari uske itne kareeb tha ki uske gande paan aur sharab ki mehak se Pranali ka gala ghutne laga.



"Bohot aukaat dikhati thi na tu bank mein aur haveli mein?" Banwari ne apna khuradara (rough) haath Pranali ki peeth par rakha aur use zabardasti apne kareeb dabaya. "Par us din SUV mein maine sab dekha tha. Jab bhaiya ka mota lund tere andar ja raha tha, toh tu kaise kutiya ki tarah haanp rahi thi. Teri chhatiyan us transparent nighty ke andar se aise uchal rahi thi jaise bahar aane ko bechain ho. Aur teri wo gili silk ki panty... aah, use soongh kar main is poore kamre ko gila kar chuka hoon."


"Chhi... chup raho! Bhagwan ke liye chup raho!" Pranali ne rote hue apne dono kaan band kar liye. Uski siskariyan kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Ye humiliation uske kisi bhi physical torture se zyada bhayanak thi. Ek driver uske samne uske jism ki aisi gandi details bata raha tha.


"Chup kyun rahun? Aaj toh sirf baatein shuru hui hain," Banwari ne uske haath kaan se hataye. Uska lund lungi ke andar poori tarah sakht hokar khada ho chuka tha aur wo jaanboojh kar Pranali ki jaangh se use touch kar raha tha. "Pata hai mera lund Munna bhaiya jitna bada nahi hai, par is kamine mein aag bohot hai bhabhi ji."


Banwari ka haath dheere se Pranali ki peeth se sarak kar uski kamar par aaya, aur wahan se usne Pranali ke suit ke upar se hi uske pet ko halke se dabaya. Pranali ek dum se sikud gayi, use darr tha ki kahin Banwari ko uski pregnancy ka pata na chal jaye. Par Banwari ka maqsad kuch aur tha. Uska haath pet se hota hua seedha Pranali ki bhaari, kassi hui chhati (breast) par gaya aur usne suit ke upar se hi use be-reham tareeke se apne panje mein bhar kar masal diya.



"Aah! Nahi... chhod do!" Pranali buri tarah machal uthi, par Banwari ne uski dono kalaaiyon (wrists) ko apne ek mazboot haath mein jakad liya aur use piche bistar par dhakel diya.


Banwari uske theek upar jhuka hua tha. Uski bhookhi, darawni aankhein Pranali ke aasuon se bheege chehre ko dekh kar aur zyada hawas se bhar gayi. Darr, lachaari, aur ek ameer, khubsoorat aurat ka uske bistar par tootna Banwari ko poori tarah jannat ka maza de raha tha.


"Munna bhaiya ne tera meetha ras piya hai... aaj ye Banwari bhi thoda chakh le," Banwari gurraya.


Usne Pranali ke sarr ke piche apna haath lagaya, uske baalon ko kassa, aur apna ganda, sharab aur tambaku se bhara badboodar muh seedha Pranali ke naram hothon par daba diya.


Pranali ki aankhein phat gayi. Uski rooh jaise jism chhod kar chali gayi. Banwari ke gande hoth aur uski khuradari zabaan Pranali ke muh ke andar ghusne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Pranali ne uski chhati par mukke maare, apna sarr jhatakne ki koshish ki, par Banwari poore jaanwar ki tarah use daba kar uske hothon ko noch raha tha. Uski zabaan par paan ka wo kachra aur sharab ka kadwapan Pranali ke muh mein ghulne laga. Ye kiss pyar ya passion ka nahi tha; ye absolute dominance, zillat (degradation), aur blackmail ka sabse khaufnaak hissa tha.



Pranali ke jism ki saari taakat khatam ho gayi. Usne rona shuru kar diya jab Banwari ki zabaan uske hothon ko chaat rahi thi. Uski pussy darr aur is bhayanak degradation ke mixed signals se andi ho chuki thi. Wo pregnant thi, Munna ki property thi, Sharad ki aashiq thi, aur Soham ki biwi thi... par is waqt, is gande kamre mein, wo sirf is driver ki ghulam thi.




Kuch seconds ke lambe torture ke baad Banwari ne apne hoth hataye. Pranali zor-zor se haanp rahi thi, uske hoth sujh gaye the aur unpar Banwari ki gandi thook lagi thi. Usne jaldi se apne dupatte se apna muh raggda, uski siskariyan ruk nahi rahi thi.


Banwari khatiya se utha aur apni lungi ko theek kiya. Uske chehre par ek jeet ki muskurahat thi. Usne ek don ki Malika ki aukaat apne pairo mein la di thi.


"Rona band kar randi," Banwari ne halke se uske gaal par thappad marte hue kaha. "Aaj sirf chakhne ke liye bulaya tha. Teri ye kacchi, dari hui shakal dekhne mein mujhe bada maza aata hai. Ab ye Banwari poori dawat khayega."



Pranali bistar par sikudi hui fafak-fafak kar ro rahi thi. Uska wajood aaj poori tarah mitti mein mil chuka tha, aur sabse bhayanak baat ye thi ki is narak se nikalne ka koi bhi darwaza ab khula nahi tha.