Misc. Erotica Maa bani Classmate

[Joker44]

Hostel ke us chote se kamre mein subah ki pehli dhoop khidki se andar aa rahi thi, par Trupti ke andar ek bhayanak, ghup andhera chhaya hua tha. Wo apne bed par akeli leti thi. Raat ka wo manzar uske dimaag mein kisi tooti hui film ki tarah baar-baar chal raha tha. Uski aankhein chhat ko ghoor rahi thin, par use wahan sirf Rahul ka chehra dikh raha tha. Uski nangi peeth par Rahul ke garm hathon ka wo possessive sparsh, uski kamar ko kaskar pakadna, aur kurti ke upar se uske bhari ubhaaron ko be-rehmi se dabana—ye sab uski chamdi par abhi bhi aag ki tarah jal raha tha. Uski gardan par Rahul ki garm saanson ki tapish abhi tak taaza thi.


Trupti ne apne dono haath apne chehre par rakh liye aur ek dabi hui, dard bhari siski uske hothon se nikal gayi. Uska jism raat us mardana taqat ke aage pighal gaya tha, usne us groping ka maza liya tha, jabki uska dimaag andar hi andar cheekh raha tha ki, "Wo mera beta hai! Mera apna khoon!" College ki is jhoothi duniya mein wo chahe uski dost ban kar reh rahi ho, par sachai toh yahi thi ki usne apne hi jawan bete ke sparsh par ek aurat wali hawas mehsoos ki thi. Ye ehsaas uski rooh ko chhalni kar raha tha. Use lag raha tha ki is duniya mein usse buri maa aur usse giri hui biwi koi nahi ho sakti. Sanjeev, uska pati, jisne uspe itna bharosa kiya tha... uski tasveer Trupti ke dimaag mein aati, toh uska dil sharm se doob jata. Is jhoothi pehchaan, is college ke khooni khel, aur apne hi jism ke is gande dhokhe ka bojh ab usse saha nahi ja raha tha.


Bed par leti hui Trupti ki saansein dhire-dhire bhari hone lagin. Rote-rote uske jism mein wahi raat wali ajeeb si uttejna phir se jaagne lagi. Ye ek aisi uljhan thi jiska koi ilaaj nahi tha. Guilt aur hawas dono aapas mein takra rahe the. Trupti ne kaanpte hue hathon se apni nightgown ko thoda upar khiskaya. Uske haath dhire-dhire uski naram jhangon se hote hue uski geeli penty ke upar ja ruke. Usne aankhein band kar lin aur apni ungliyon se khud ko halke-halke sehlana shuru kiya.
Wo is waqt Abhay ke baare mein sochna chahti thi. Abhay ka wo masoom pyaar, library wala wo lamba, gehra aur 'slurping' kiss, aur uski aankhon mein Trupti ke liye wo sachhi chahat. Trupti ne apni ungliyon ki raftar thodi tez ki, ye sochte hue ki Abhay use pyaar se chhoo raha hai. Par jaise hi usne ek gehri karah (moan) li, Abhay ke us naram sparsh ke upar Rahul ka wo khaufnak, raw aur aggressive chehra haavi ho gaya. Trupti ke dimaag mein Rahul ki wo baahein aagayin jisme use kal raat ek ajeeb si hifazat (safety) mehsoos hui thi. Ek aisi protection jo kisi janwar ki tarah khatarnak thi, par usme ek mardana kashish thi.
Trupti ka jism poori tarah se us 'confused lust' mein doob chuka tha. Uski ungliyan ab uski choot par be-rehmi se ragad kha rahi thin. Uski saansein haafan mein badal gayin thin. Band aankhon ke piche wo dono mard ek sath ghoom rahe the—Abhay ka pyaar aur Rahul ki wo dark, possessive hawas. Trupti ki kamar bed se upar uthne lagi, uske nipples sakht hokar nightgown ke kapde ko bhedne ki koshish kar rahe the. Aansu uski aankhon se nikal kar uske kaanon tak beh rahe the, par niche uska jism apne aakhri mukam par pahunch raha tha.


"Ahhhh... Abhay... mmmm... Rahul..." dono naam ek sath uske kaanpte hothon se nikle aur agle hi pal uske jism ne ek zordaar jhatka khaya. Wo buri tarah se jhad (cum) gayi. Uski ungliyan uske hi ras se geeli thin. Trupti ne apne ghutne mod kar apne seene se laga liye aur bedsheet mein munh chhupa kar phoot-phoot kar rone lagi. Apne hi bete ka naam is hawas ki aag mein lene ke baad, uska guilt ab uski bardasht se bahar ho chuka tha.
Baahar ka din nikal chuka tha, par Trupti ne faisla kar liya tha ki wo aaj apne kamre se bahar nahi niklegi. College ka mahol waise hi tense tha, par aaj security officer ki jeep campus mein nahi aayi thi. Ek ajeeb si shanti thi, jo kisi aane wale toofan ki aahat lag rahi thi. Poora din Trupti ne bina kuch khaye-piye, sirf bed par baithe hue nikal diya. Kisi ne darwaza knock kiya, toh usne khola nahi. Abhay ke do-teen calls aaye, par usne phone silent par rakha hua tha. Wo is waqt kisi ka saamna nahi kar sakti thi, sabse kam Abhay ka, jise usne dil se dhokha diya tha.
Suraj dhalne laga tha aur kamre mein andhera chhane laga tha. Trupti ne aaine ke samne khade hokar apni sooji hui aankhon aur bikhre hue baalon ko dekha. Usne apne dimaag mein ek aakhri faisla kiya. Use Abhay ke liye mazboot banna hoga. Abhay ne us par bharosa kiya tha aur wo Vikki ke doston ke aage akela tha. Par is mazbooti ke daave ke peeche, Trupti ke dil ke kisi bohot gehre, andhere kone mein ye sachai bhi dabi hui thi ki wo Rahul ke us 'protective' aur shaitani saye ki taraf ek ajeeb sa chumbakiya (magnetic) khichaav mehsoos kar rahi thi. Wo darr rahi thi, par use us darr mein maza aane laga tha. Andhere mein uski ye jung abhi shuru hi hui thi.

Subah ka waqt tha aur college ka campus hamesha ki tarah bhara hua tha, par hawa mein pichle dino ki aag abhi bujhi nahi thi. Achanak college ke main gate se security officer ki do jeeps tezi se andar dakhil huin aur unke pahiye corridor ke theek bahar cheekhte hue ruke. Students ki bheed wahan jama hone lagi. Inspector Vijay apni jeep se bahar nikla, uske chehre par ek shatir aur jeet wali muskaan thi, aur uske haath mein ek official file thi. Uske piche Hawaldar Bosle aur do aur constables the. Unka nishana bilkul saaf tha—Abhay.
Abhay apne doston ke saath khada tha jab usne security officer ko apni taraf aate dekha. Uske chehre par kal raat ke mukkko ke nishaan abhi bhi neele pad rahe the. Vijay sidha Abhay ke paas gaya aur bina kisi bhumika ke bola, "Abhay, tum under arrest ho. Vikki ka MMS leak karne aur IT act ke tehat humein tumhara warrant mil chuka hai."
Abhay ke pairon tale zameen nikal gayi. "Warrant? Par sir, maine kuch nahi kiya! Mera laptop password protected tha, main kyon karunga aisa?"
Vijay ne ek thandi hansi hasi. "security officer ko kahaniyan nahi, saboot chahiye hote hain. Aur kal raat humein ek anjaan sourse se ek pen drive mili hai, jisme saaf digital footprints hain ki wo video tumhare hi laptop se auditorium ke system mein bheja gaya tha. Upar se Vikki ke pitaji ka kadi warning aayi hai, unka political aur financial pressure itna hai ki agar main chahu bhi toh tujhe bacha nahi sakta. Haath aage kar."
Corridor mein khadi bheed ke samne, hawaldar Bosle ne aage badhkar Abhay ki kalaiyon mein lohe ki bhari hatkadi pehna di. Click. Wo aawaz kisi maut ke farmaan jaisi thi.


Trupti wahi bheed ke piche khadi thi. Uska dil uski pasliyon se aakhri baar takrane laga. Uski aankhein fati ki fati reh gayin jab usne Abhay ko un mujrimon ki tarah hatkadi pehne dekha. Abhay ki nazrein bheed mein Trupti ko dhoondh rahi thin, un aankhon mein sirf lachari aur darr tha. Trupti ko laga jaise kisi ne uske seene mein khanjar utaar diya ho. Uske andar guilt (apradh-bodh) ka ek bhayanak toofan uth khada hua. Use yaad aane laga wo 'Dark Room' ka andhera, wahan Vikki ka behosh hona, aur kaise wo khud us saazish ke beech wahan mojud thi. Use lagne laga ki uski mojudgi, uska wahan hona hi is tabaahi ki sabse badi wajah hai. Agar wo Abhay ki zindagi mein is tarah dakhal na deti, toh shayad aaj wo ladka is daldal mein nahi phansta. Wo wahan chupchap khadi roti rahi, majboor aur bebas, jab tak security officer Abhay ko jeep mein bitha kar wahan se le nahi gayi.
Par Trupti ka ye rona aur bebas rehna zyada der nahi chala. Uske andar ek aisi aurat thi jo apne apno ko is tarah barbad hote nahi dekh sakti thi. Usne apne aansu poche aur sidhe city security officer station ki taraf nikal padi.
security officer thane ka mahol dhool, paseene aur gandi gaaliyon se bhara tha. Trupti jab Inspector Vijay ke cabin ke bahar pahunchi, toh uska dil darr se zaroor dhadak raha tha, par is baar usme wo raat wali 'confused lust' nahi thi. Is baar uske andar ek sulagti hui aag thi. Use andar bulaya gaya.
Cabin mein Vijay apni kursi par piche ki taraf faila hua baitha tha aur Bosle darwaze ke paas khada tha. Trupti ko dekhte hi un dono security officerwalon ki aankhon mein wahi jani-pehchani bhookh tairne lagi. Unhe yaad tha wo raat car mein Trupti ka wo chota sa black gown, aur pichli pooch-taach mein wo tight royal blue dress. Aaj Trupti ne ek simple cotton ki kurti pehni thi, par uski jawan aur bhari hui body ko chupana kisi bhi kapde ke bas mein nahi tha.
"Aaiye madam," Vijay ne gandi nazron se Trupti ko upar se niche tak scan karte hue kaha. "Humein umeed thi ki aap zaroor aayengi apne us aashiq ko bachane."
Trupti ne is tanz (taunt) ko nazarandaaz kiya aur seedhe mudde par aayi. "Sir, Abhay bekasoor hai. Jis pen drive ki aap baat kar rahe hain, wo kisi ne jaanbujh kar plant ki hai. Aap jaante hain Vikki aur uski dushmani ke baare mein. Ye sab Vikki ki chal ho sakti hai."
Vijay apni kursi se aage ki taraf jhuka. Usne apne dono haath table par rakhe aur Trupti ki aankhon mein jhankte hue ek shaitani aawaz mein bola, "Madam, law (kaanoon) emotions par nahi, sabooton par chalta hai. Saboot Abhay ke khilaaf hain aur Vikki ka baap is shehar ka bada aadmi hai. Abhay ka career aur uski zindagi ab khatam samajhiye. Jail ki chakki peesega wo poori umar."
Vijay thoda aur kareeb hua, uski aawaz ab ek fusfusahat mein badal gayi. "Lekin... raste nikale ja sakte hain. security officer chahe toh sabooton ki file aage bheje hi na. Par is 'leniency' ke liye, is 'meharbaani' ke liye... humein bhi toh kuch fayda hona chahiye na? Duniya len-den par chalti hai. Agar aap thoda 'compromise' karne ko taiyar ho jayein... agar aap humein thoda 'khush' kar dein, toh shayad main Abhay ko is mess se bahar nikalne ka koi loop-hole dhoondh loon."


Piche khade Bosle ne ek gandi si hansi hasi aur apni jeebh hothon par pheri. Unka ishara bilkul saaf tha. Wo Abhay ki azaadi ke badle Trupti ka jism maang rahe the.
Ek pal ke liye Trupti ko unki un nangi aur gandi nazron ki aanch apne jism par mehsoos hui. Par pichli baar ki tarah, is baar uska jism hawas se nahi pigla. Is baar uske andar ki us bebus aurat ne ek sherni ka roop le liya tha. Raat bhar apne guilt mein jalne ke baad, aaj uski aatma poori tarah jaag chuki thi. Trupti ki aankhon mein aag jal uthi. Usne dono haath table par zor se patke.
"Aapki himmat kaise hui mujhse aisi baat karne ki?" Trupti ki aawaz cabin mein aisi goonji ki Vijay bhi ek second ke liye piche hat gaya. "Aap dono security officer ki vardi mein baithe gunde hain! Aapko lagta hai ki ek be-gunah ladke ki majboori ka fayda utha kar aap kisi aurat ki izzat kharid lenge? Main aisi aurat nahi hoon Inspector Vijay. Main Abhay ko bachaungi, par apna jism bech kar nahi, balki asli saboot laakar!"
Vijay ka chehra gusse aur chidh se laal ho gaya. Par Trupti wahan ek pal bhi aur nahi ruki. Usne gusse se darwaza khola aur Bosle ko apni raah se hatne ka ishara karte hue thane se bahar nikal aayi. Uski saansein tez chal rahi thin, uski poori body gusse se kaanp rahi thi, par uski reeh ki haddi (spine) bilkul sidhi thi. Wo zaleel zaroor mehsoos kar rahi thi, par uske andar ek naya aur mazboot swabhimaan (pride) jaag utha tha.
Wapas college aate waqt auto mein baithi Trupti sadak ko ghoor rahi thi. Hawa uske baalon se takra rahi thi. Usne Abhay ki un masoom aankhon ko yaad kiya, library ke us pyar bhare kiss ko yaad kiya, aur us waade ko jo usne Abhay se kiya tha. Abhay usse sacha pyaar karta tha, uske liye pitte hue khoon baha chuka tha. Trupti ne kasam kha li ki wo kisi bhi halat mein Abhay ko is narak mein akela nahi chhodegi. Wo security officer ke aage nahi jukegi, aur na hi kisi gande 'compromise' ka hissa banegi. Use apne dimaag ka istemaal karke us anjaan saboot ka sach bahar lana hoga. Par Trupti abhi bhi anjaan thi ki is saare khel ka asli mastermind aur anjaan stalker dono ek hi insaan hai, jo uske bilkul kareeb, uske bete ki shakal mein uski zindagi ko apne ishaaron par nacha raha hai.

Agli dopahar, college ka campus dhoop mein tap raha tha, par purani science wing ki building mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi. Trupti ne apni cotton kurti ka pallu sambhala aur dabe paon us purani lab ki taraf badhi jahan se ye saara narak shuru hua tha. Uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi dhun thi—Abhay ki rihaai. Use laga ki shayad us purane computer system mein koi aisi log file ya CCTV footage ka backup mil jaye jo sabit kar sake ki us raat wahan koi aur bhi tha.
Wo lab ka darwaza dhire se kholkar andar dakhil hui. Charon taraf dhool aur purane equipments pade the. Trupti ne jaise hi main computer on karne ke liye hath badhaya, piche se darwaza ek zordaar dhakke ke sath band hua. Thud!
Trupti palti, uska dil halaq mein aa gaya. Samne Vikki khada tha. Uska chehra gusse aur hawas ke ek bhayanak mixture se laal tha. Rahul ki baaton ne uske dimaag mein jo aag lagayi thi, wo ab phatne ko taiyar thi.
"Toh... madam yahan saboot dhoondhne aayi hain?" Vikki ne ek rakshasi hansi haste hue kaha aur Trupti ki taraf badha.
"Vikki! Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho? Tumhe college se nikala gaya hai!" Trupti piche hati, par uski peeth deewar se ja takrayi.
Vikki ne bina ek pal zaya kiye Trupti ko deewar aur apne jism ke beech bhench diya. Usne Trupti ke dono hath pakad kar uske sir ke upar deewar se chipka diye. "Tu ne aur tere us kutte aashiq ne meri izzat uchali na? Ab dekh main tera kya haal karta hoon."
Vikki ne apna ghutna Trupti ki jhangon ke beech fansa diya. Trupti ne chillaane ki koshish ki, "Bachao—!" par Vikki ne apna bhari hath uske munh par rakh diya. Dusre hath se usne Trupti ki kurti ke upar se hi uske bhari boobs ko itni zor se masla ki Trupti ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye.
Ripppp! Vikki ne ek jhatke mein Trupti ki kurti ke gale ko niche ki taraf kheencha, jisse uske button toot kar farsh par bikhar gaye. Trupti ka gora badan aur uski deep neck bra ab Vikki ki nangi nazron ke samne thi.


"Nahi... Vikki please..." Trupti ki aawaz uske hath ke niche dab gayi, par uski aankhein khauf se fati hui thin.
Vikki ne apna munh Trupti ki gardan par gadh diya aur wahan be-reham love-bites dene laga. Usne Trupti ke munh se hath hataya aur sidha uske hothon par toot pada. Ye kiss nahi, ek hamla tha. Vikki ne apni jeebh Trupti ke munh mein zabardasti dhakeli aur uske hothon ko kaskar chabaane laga.
Slurp... mmmm... Trupti ne pehle toh buri tarah struggle kiya, apne pair chalaye, par Vikki ka raw dominance aur uski mardana taqat use tod rahi thi. Vikki ka ek hath Trupti ki kurti ke andar ghusa aur usne bra ke upar se hi uske boobs ko kaskar grope karna shuru kiya. Uska kaminapan aur wo 'raw power' Trupti ke jism ko ek ajeeb si, na-chahne wali uttejna (unwanted arousal) se bharne lagi. Trupti ki struggles dhire-dhire kamzor padne lagin aur uske muh se ek dabi hui, naseeli karah (moan) nikal gayi. Ohhh... mmm...
Vikki ne kiss toda aur Trupti ke kaan ke paas haafte hue bola, "Mere paas teri aisi photos hain jo tujhe kahin muh dikhane layak nahi chhodengi. Ek anjaan stalker ne mujhe tera poora kachha-chittha bhej diya hai. Agar tune abhi surrender nahi kiya, toh wo photos poore internet par hongi."
Trupti ka sir chakrane laga. Use nahi pata tha ki wo 'stalker' uska apna beta Rahul hai, par wo Vikki ki un gandi nazron aur uske haath ki pakad mein poori tarah qaid thi. Uski aankhon se aansu beh rahe the, par niche uska jism us rawa dushmani aur hawas ke aage ghutne tek raha tha.
Vikki ne uske ek boob ko bra se bahar nikalne ki koshish ki aur uske nipples ko apni ungliyon se kaskar masla. Trupti ka poora badan thar-thara utha. "Please... aisa mat karo..." wo bilakti rahi, par uski awaaz mein ab darr ke sath ek aisi lachari thi jise Vikki khoob enjoy kar raha tha.
Vikki ne use aur bhi kaskar deewar se sataya, uska lund Trupti ke pet se buri tarah takra raha tha. "Ab tu meri randi ban kar rahegi Trupti. Tabhi mera badla poora hoga."


Purani lab ka andhera aur dhool bhari hawa ab Trupti ki bhari saanson se garam ho chuki thi. Vikki ne uski kurti ko upar se poori tarah tabaah kar diya tha. Trupti ki deep-neck bra uske bhari ubhaaron ka bojh nahi seh pa rahi thi, aur jaise hi Vikki ne ek jhatke mein kapda niche kheencha, uske gore aur naram boobs poori tarah bahar nikal aaye.


Vikki ki aankhein bhookhe janwar ki tarah chamak uthin. Usne bina ek pal ganwaye Trupti ke ek boob ko apne bade haath mein bhara aur use kaskar masalte hue apna munh wahan gadh diya. Usne Trupti ke nipple ko apne hothon mein liya aur ek big, deep suck kiya.
Slurrrppp... ahhh... Trupti ke muh se ek aisi cheekh nikli jo darr aur hawas ka mishran thi. Usne apna sir deewar par piche patak diya, uski aankhein chhat ki taraf pathra gayin. Vikki ki jeebh uske nipple par kisi garam khanjar ki tarah chal rahi thi. Trupti ka guilt use andar hi andar kaat raha tha—wo Abhay ke liye saboot dhoondhne aayi thi, par yahan wo uske dushman ke niche pighal rahi thi. Par uske jism ki 'raw arousal' uske dimaag ki har maryada ko tod rahi thi.
Vikki ne Trupti ke nipple ko apne danton ke beech dabhakar halka sa kaata (bite).
"AHHHH! Vikki... ruko... mmmm... mat karo!" Trupti zor se chillayi, par uski awaaz mein ab wo pehle jaisa inkar nahi tha. Uske nipples pathar ki tarah sakht ho chuke the aur uski body thar-thar kaanp rahi thi. Vikki ko is 'scream and moan' ke mel mein maza aa raha tha. Usne Trupti ki kamar ko aur kaskar apne seene se sataya.
Vikki ka dusra haath ab niche ki taraf badha. Usne Trupti ki cotton panty ke upar se hi uski choot ko kaskar dabaya. Jaise hi usne apni ungliyan andar ki taraf dhakelin, use wahan ek naseeli geelapan (wetness) mehsoos hui. Vikki ne ek kaminapan bhari hansi hasi aur apni ungliyan Trupti ki panty ke elastic ke andar ghusa dein.
"Oh ho... madam toh badi jaldi taiyar ho gayi!" Vikki ne Trupti ke kaan mein haafte hue kaha. "Tu toh saali wet ho gayi hai! Abhay ke liye rone ka natak karti hai aur mere sparsh par teri ye haalat? Tu toh upar se shareef aur andar se poori randi hai!"
Trupti ne sharm se apni aankhein band kar lin, aansu uske gaalon par beh rahe the.


 Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki uska jism itni gandi baaton aur itne be-reham hamle par itna zyada 'respond' kaise kar raha hai. Vikki ne apni geeli ungliyan bahar nikaalin aur Trupti ke chehre ke samne laakar unhe chatne laga.
"Dekh kitna pani choda hai tune. Ab toh tu mere paas khud chalkar aayegi," Vikki ne use dhamkaya aur ek baar phir uske hothon ko kaskar choosne laga. Trupti ki saansein ab buri tarah phool chuki thin, wo is narak mein qaid thi jahan uske jism ne uski aatma ko dhokha de diya tha.

Lab ke us gande andhere mein Vikki ki darindagi apni hadein paar kar rahi thi, jab achanak piche se ek bhari kadam ki aahat hui. Vikki ne palatne ki koshish ki, par usse pehle hi hawa mein ek lakdi ka cricket bat ghooma aur seedha Vikki ke sar ke piche ja laga. THWACK!
Vikki ki aankhein patthar ki tarah palti aur wo bina ek lafz kahe, katte hue ped ki tarah farsh par dher ho gaya. Uske sar se khoon ki ek patli dhaar nikal kar dhool bhari zameen par phailne lagi.



Trupti, jiski kurti fati hui thi aur boobs bra se bahar jhaank rahe the, buri tarah kaanp rahi thi. Usne saamne dekha toh Rahul khada tha, haath mein bat liye aur aankhon mein ek aisi aag jaise wo Vikki ka qatal hi kar dega. Rahul ne bat phenka aur lapak kar Trupti ko apni baahon mein bhar liya.
"Shhh... main hoon, Trupti. Main aa gaya," Rahul ne uske kaan mein fusfusaya.

Trupti ne bina kuch soche Rahul ko itni kaskar pakda jaise wahi uski zindagi ki aakhri umeed ho. Uska jism abhi bhi us 'unwanted arousal' aur darr ke mare thar-thar kaanp raha tha. Rahul ne turant apni jacket utari aur Trupti ke nange badan par daal di, uske fati hui kurti ko chhupate hue. Usne Vikki ke behosh jism ko ek nafrat bhari laat maari aur Trupti ko sahara dekar wahan se nikal gaya.


Wo dono dabe paon pichle raaste se Rahul ke hostel room mein pahunche. Rahul ne darwaza andar se lock kiya aur Trupti ko apne bed par bithaya. Trupti ki halat aisi thi jaise wo sadme (shock) mein ho. Uski aankhon se lagataar aansu beh rahe the. Rahul ne turant ek glass paani bhara aur uske hothon se lagaya.

"Pijiye... shant ho jaiye," Rahul ne naram aawaz mein kaha.
Trupti ne do ghoont piye aur phir glass side mein rakh kar Rahul ke seene se ja lagi. Wo bachhon ki tarah bilakh-bilakh kar rone lagi. Rahul ne use apni god mein utha liya aur dhire-dhire uski peeth sahlane laga. Trupti ko us waqt ehsaas hi nahi tha ki wo jiske seene par sir rakh kar ro rahi hai, wahi is saare khel ka asli shaitaan hai.
"Humein abhi security officer ke paas jaana chahiye, Trupti," Rahul ne badi gambhirta se kaha. "Vikki ne jo kiya uske baad use jail honi hi chahiye. Main gawah banoonga."
Trupti ne jhat se apna sir uthaya, uski aankhein rone ki wajah se laal thi. "Nahi! Nahi Rahul, aisa mat karna. Agar hum security officer ke paas gaye toh wo saari purani baatein nikaalenge. Vikki ke paas meri wo gandi photos hain... wo poore college mein faila dega. Aur sabse badi baat, Abhay... Abhay pehle hi jail mein hai. Agar ye naya lafda hua toh security officer ko lagega ki Abhay ne hi ye sab plan kiya tha. Wo aur bhi bura phas jayega."
Trupti ki aawaz kaanp rahi thi. "Main Abhay ko aur mushkil mein nahi daal sakti. Humein ye baat kisi ko nahi batani."
Rahul ne Trupti ke chehre ko apne hathon mein liya aur uske aansu poche. "Aap itni achhi kaise ho sakti hain? Wo ladka aapko barbad karne chala tha aur aap abhi bhi Abhay ki fikar kar rahi hain?"
Trupti ne bas haan mein sir hilaya aur phir se Rahul ki jacket mein khud ko chupa liya. Rahul ke hothon par andhere mein ek aisi muskaan aayi jo Trupti nahi dekh saki. Uska plan bilkul sahi ja raha tha. Trupti ne khud hi security officer ke paas jaane se inkaar kar diya tha, matlab ab wo poori tarah Rahul ke reham-o-karam par thi. Vikki ko usne raste se hata diya tha aur Abhay jail mein sad raha tha.
Rahul ne Trupti ko aur kaskar pakda. Use pata tha ki ab Trupti ki 'safety' aur 'protection' ke naam par wo usse kuch bhi karwa sakta hai.