Adultery Meri pakeeza ammi kisi khaas insaan se mil gayi

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CHAPTER 3


Aaj finally main is mysterious aadmi se baat kar paaya jo meri mom mein interested hai.




Subah ki halki roshni resort ke kamre ke parde se andar aa rahi thi, mujhe gehri aur sukoon bhari neend se bahar nikaal rahi thi. Jaise har baar hota hai, pichhli raat bhi usi tarah khatam hui thi jab mera dimag un chhupe khwahishon se bhar jata hai. 

Porn mujhe itna zabardast acha mehsoos karata hai, jaise har pareshani usi pal pighal jati hai jab woh high quality videos chalna shuru hote hain. Woh moti auratain kaise karah kar maangti hain, unki badi gaand zor zor se uchhalti hai jab mota lund unki geeli chut mein peeche se dhakke marta hai, faili hui chedon aur hilti gaand ki nazdeeki tasveerein — yeh seedha mere andar bijli ki tarah daud jata hai. 

Kal raat maine lagbhag ek ghanta apna sakht lund ragda, khud ko rok rok kar edge karte hue, ek scene dekh raha tha jismein ganja, mazboot ***** aadmi ek bhari jism wali shadi shuda aurat ko doggy style mein chod raha tha, uski badi gaand har dhakke se hil rahi thi. 

Maine Ammi ki apni badi gaand ko usi halat mein socha, aur jab akhirkaar main phoota, pet aur haath par moti garam dhaar chhodta hua, woh sukoon bilkul khushi jaisa tha. 

Isse main araam mehsoos karta hoon, khush rehta hoon, aur ajeeb tarah se taakat mehsoos hoti hai, jaise perfect bete banne ka jhootha natak ka sab tension udd jata hai. Maine tissue se saaf kiya, dheemi awaaz mein “Khuda na kare” kaha jo dil se nahi tha, aur muskurate hue so gaya. Porn mera private inaam tha, chhota sa gunah bhara raaz jo agle din ko hamesha chamakdaar bana deta tha. 

Main abhi bhi chadar ke andar stretch kar raha tha jab connecting door par halki si knock hui. “Rizwan beta? Kya tum jag gaye, mere tez ladke?” Ammi ki awaaz aayi, garam aur usi maa jaisi sabr se bhari jo mujhe achhe se pata thi. Woh tez aur tayyar lag rahi thi, jaise hamesha subah jaldi uthne wali hoti hai. 

Main jaldi se uth baitha, aankhein malte hue aur badi muskurahat ke saath jawab diya, chahe woh dekh na sake. “Haan Ammi! Ab jag gaya hoon. Subah bakhair! Kya tum raat ke dance ke baad achhe se soyi?” 

Doosri taraf se halki hansi aayi, phir usne jawab diya, awaaz halki aur beh rahi thi jaise hamesha baat karti hai. 

“Beta, jab akhirkaar leti to bacche ki tarah soyi. Lekin suraj bahar nikla hai aur bahut sundar chamak raha hai, main nahi chahti hum is pyare din ka ek pal bhi barbaad karen. Yaad hai humne subah shopping karne ka plan kiya tha? 

Yahan ke bazaar bahut achhe hone chahiye, maine socha hum saath mein kuchh cheezein le len. Chalo, tayyar ho jao taaki pehle nashta kar len aur phir nikal len. Main already kapde pehan kar tayyar hoon aur apne sabse pyare shopping partner ka intezaar kar rahi hoon.” 

Mujhe khushi ki nayi lahar mehsoos hui is soch par. Ammi ke saath shopping — sirf hum dono rang birange dukaanon mein ghumte, uska haath mere saath juda, uska jism mere saath saath hilta. 

Yeh perfect lag raha tha, woh chhoti si khushi jo mere dil ko chhupe tareeke se tez dhadakati thi. “Shopping? Oh Ammi, bahut khushi hui ki tumhe yaad tha! Main ummeed kar raha tha hum yeh karenge. Tumhare saath bazaar ghumne se behtar kuchh nahi. Main das minute mein tayyar ho jaunga, waada. Tum hamesha humare liye sabse achhe plan banati ho.” 

“Dekha? Yeh mera achha beta hai,” usne pyaar se kaha, awaaz mein woh naram fakhr. “Time lo lekin zyada nahi. Main sitting area mein intezaar karungi. Nashte ke waqt aur baat karenge. Khuda ne humein itni sundar subah di hai — saath milkar iska fayda uthayen.” 

Main bistar se kood pada, raat ke nikalne se abhi bhi taakat mehsoos karte hue, aur jaldi se kapde pehan liya. Maine halke grey short chune jo chalte waqt araamdeh the aur dark blue polo shirt jo achhe se fit tha. 

Kuchh khas nahi, lekin mujhe achha lag raha tha, din ke liye tayyar. Jab main bahar nikla, Ammi already intezaar kar rahi thi, dark green dress aur uske saath matching veil mein bilkul rani jaisi lag rahi thi jo uske chehre ko perfect frame kar rahi thi. 

Dress naram aur lambi thi, lambi aasteen aur pairon tak jaise hamesha, lekin uska bhari jism ise kuchh aur hi bana deta tha. Use koi makeup ki zarurat nahi thi — uski natural sundarta kaafi thi, chamakti safed chamdi, badi hazel aankhein chamak rahi thi, aur woh bhare pink honth halki muskurahat mein. 

Phir bhi kapda uske bhari choochiyon se chipka hua tha, unhe bhara aur uchhalta dikha raha tha, aur uski moti gaand dress ke peeche ko zabardast faila rahi thi, woh bade gol tukde har halki harkat ke saath fakhr se bahar dhakel rahe the. Woh shaandaar, paak aur bilkul anjaan thi ki woh kitni zabardast dikhti hai. 

Hum saath mein resort ke khule nashte ke ilaake ki taraf gaye, din ke plan ki baat karte hue. “Main intezaar nahi kar sakta yahan ke dukaanon mein kya kya hoga, Ammi,” main seedhiyon se utarte hue bola. “Shayad Abbu ke liye bhi kuchh achhi cheezein mil jayein, taaki baad mein unhe package bhej sakein.” 

“Yeh bahut achha idea hai, beta,” usne pyaar bhari awaaz mein jawab diya. “Tum hamesha doosron ke baare mein sochte ho. Hum unke liye kuchh soch samajh kar cheez lenge. Woh Dubai mein itni mehnat karte hain, humara chhota sa tohfa unka din chamka dega.” 

Jab hum aakhri seedhiyon se utar rahe the, maine usko phir dekh liya — wohi ganja, mota aadmi jo hawaijahaz aur kal check-in ke waqt dikha tha. Mujhe aadha andaaza tha kyonki aane par notice kiya tha uska kamra hamare bilkul paas, sirf ek darwaza door. 

Woh neeche sunny cafeteria mein table par baitha nashta kar raha tha, akela, crisp white shirt aur black pant mein jo uske mazboot, chauri body ko dikha raha tha. 

Woh araam se tha, chai peete hue phone par kuchh padh raha tha, uska ganja sir roshni mein chamak raha tha. Maine socha woh akela aaya hai — shayad kaam ke silsile mein ya akela chhutti manane. Kyonki uske saath koi nahi tha. 

Bina zyada soch ke maine haath uthaya aur dostana muskurahat ke saath wave kiya. Usne upar dekha, mujhe pehchana aur garam, aasaan muskurahat ke saath wave kiya jismein daant dikhai diye. 

Ammi ne turant yeh harkat dekh li. Hum seedhiyon ke neeche pahunch gaye aur apna table paas mein dhundh kar baith gaye, waiter menu le aaya. 






Usne curious nazar ird-gird daali, veil thoda hil gaya jab usne sir ghumaya. “Rizwan beta, abhi kis ko haath hila rahe the? Maine dekha tumhara haath upar hua, lekin koi jaana pehchana nahi dikha. Kya yeh kal hawaijahaz wala koi tha? Tum jaante ho, maine ird-gird dekha lekin jis ko tum salaam kar rahe the woh nahi dikha.” 

Main halke se hans pada, uske saamne chair par baithte hue jab subah ki thandi hawa coffee aur phalon ki khushboo le aayi. “Arre, wohi flight wala aadmi tha Ammi — woh ganja jo hamare saamne baitha tha. Woh yahan resort mein hamare bilkul paas wale kamre mein ruk raha hai. Maine socha salaam karna tehzeeb hai kyonki baar baar takra rahe hain. Woh kaafi achha lagta hai.” 

Usne table ke paar haath badhaya aur mera haath pyaar se pakad kar neeche table par rakh diya, mazboot lekin pyaar bhari pakad se, uska chehra dramatic ho gaya jaise kabhi kabhi hota tha jab woh mujhe koi important baat sikhana chahti thi. 

Uski aankhein thodi phaili, woh paas jhuki, awaaz naram lekin sachchi fikr se bhari. “Beta, dhyan se suno. Aise bina matlab kisi ko haath hilaana sahi nahi, khas kar un logon ko jo hum sach mein nahi jaante. Hum ek achhe _ parivaar hain, aur achhi tehzeeb yeh hai ki bina wajah ya pehchaan ke kisi ko salaam nahi karte.” 

Main usko shaant karne ki koshish ki, abhi bhi muskurate hue kyonki uska dramatic andaaz bahut typical aur pyara tha. “Ammi, relax karo, sirf simple wave tha. Isme kuchh matlab nahi tha. Usne bhi tehzeeb se wave kiya, bas itna. Tumne zindagi bhar mujhe achhi tehzeeb sikhayi hai, main har lesson yaad rakhta hoon. Zyada fikr mat karo — main abhi bhi tumhara achha beta hoon.” 






Lekin usne turant chhod nahi diya, sir hilaate hue usi maa jaisi gambhirta se mera haath ek baar aur dabate hue. “Nahi beta, main isko aise nahi chhodungi. Tum jaante ho mujhe in cheezon ke baare mein kaisa lagta hai. Hum hamesha sahi raftaar ke misaal hona chahiye, khas kar jab ghar se door hote hain. Main tumse bahut pyar karti hoon isliye chhoti aadatein nahi chhod sakti. Ab nashta order karte hain aur aage badhte hain, lekin meri baat dil mein rakhna, theek hai?” 

Main halke se hans pada, sir hilaate hue kyonki jaanta tha woh bhale irade se keh rahi hai. “Theek hai Ammi, waada karta hoon main aur careful rahunga. Tum sabse achhi teacher ho. Ab batao, kya khana pasand hai? Aaj parathe taaza lag rahe hain.” 

Uske baad humara nashta sukoon se chala, baat aaram se halke muddon par aa gayi jaise resort se dikhta sundar samundar ka nazara aur ab tak trip kitna mazedaar tha. 

Lekin nashta karte waqt bhi main mehsoos kar raha tha ki us ganje aadmi ki nazar Ammi ke jism par uske table se thodi door se lagi hui thi. Woh usko upar se neeche tak ghoor raha tha — uske bhari choochiyon par jo dark green dress se dab rahe the, phir dheere se uski patli kamar par aur neeche uski badi moti gaand par jab woh baithi thi. 

Ammi ko bilkul khabar nahi thi, apne khane aur mere saath baat par dhyan thi, lekin main sab notice kar raha tha. Main usko batana chahta tha ki woh kitna dostana lagta hai, shayad yeh bhi bata dun ki woh hamara padosi hai, lekin kuchh rok raha tha. 

Main nahi chahta tha abhi phir se koi dramatic lecture shuru ho. Iske bajaye hum ne aur aasaan baaton ke saath khana khatam kiya, ghar ki ek mazedaar kahani par hanste hue aur yeh plan karte hue ki kaunse bazaar jayenge. 

Nashte ke baad hum resort ke paas ki bheed bhari sadkon par nikal gaye. Shopping ilaka rang birange dukaanon se bhara tha, hawa mein masale, taza phool aur street khane ki khushboo thi. 






Yeh bilkul Ammi-beta ka waqt tha, aur hum har pal ka maza le rahe the. Ammi ki taakat meri taakat se bilkul match kar rahi thi jab hum dukaan se dukaan ghum rahe the, unki dark green dress har kadam ke saath hil rahi thi, woh moti gaand kapde ke neeche saaf hilti aur uchalti hui. 

Main unke saath saath chal raha tha, bags uthaye hue aur har baar jab mardon ki aankhein unke curves ko follow karti, mujhe woh chhupa thrill mehsoos hota. Humne saath mein bahut si cheezein khareedi. Ammi ne nayi panties ke kai pack chune — naram cotton wale alag alag rangon mein, kuchh mein halki lace ke kinare jo unhone kaha tha unke modest kapdon ke neeche comfortable lagega. 

Unhone unhe soch samajh kar upar uthaya aur meri raay maangi apne masoom andaaz mein. “Kya lagta hai beta? Yeh practical lag rahe hain na? Ek Ammi ko acche undergarments chahiye jo lambi chal sake.” 

Main ne sar hilaya, dimag mein gandi tasveerain ghoom rahi thi ki woh unhe pehen rahi hai, kapda uski badi gaand par tight faila hua. Unhone apne pasandida khushboo ke bhi kuchh bottle khareede — halki, phoolon jaisi khushboo jo mujhe ghar ki yaad dilati thi. 

Main ne to bright rangon ki nayi shirts aur roz pehenne ke liye comfortable shoes ke couple pair chune. Hum har stall par hans rahe the, cheezein compare kar rahe the, dukaandaaron se mazaak mein bargaining kar rahe the aur jab pyaas lagi to fresh nariyal paani peene ruk gaye. 






“Yeh bahut maza aa raha hai Ammi,” maine ek baar kaha, unki baah mein apni baah daal kar. “Sirf tum aur main, saath mein cheezein chun rahe. Main to yeh poora din kar sakta hoon.” 

“Mujhe bhi beta,” unhone pyaar se jawab diya, meri baah dabate hue. “Tumhe khush dekh kar sab kuchh worthwhile lagta hai. Agar tumhare abbu humein aise dekh lein to muskurayenge.” 

Shaam tak hum dono walking aur bags uthane se thak gaye the. Hum dheere dheere seedhiyon se upar apne kamron ki taraf chale, taangein thodi thaki hui lekin dil bhare hue. “Kya din tha,” Ammi ne khushi se saans bhari jab hum apne floor par pahunche. “Iske baad mujhe lag raha hai ghanton so sakti hoon.” 






Hum seedhe apne kamron ki taraf gaye. Ammi turant shower mein chali gayi, paani ke behne ki awaaz poore space mein bhar gayi jab woh nahayi aur taza hui. Thodi der baad jab woh bahar aayi to usne light green shorts pehen rakhe the jo uski moti raanon par upar tak ruk rahe the aur matching silk shirt jo uske bhari choochiyon par naram se chipak rahi thi. 

Yeh dress simple aur araam ki thi, lekin uske voluptuous curves ko aur zyada ubhaar rahi thi — woh badi gaand ke tukde shorts mein poore bhare hue, silky kapda unke beech thoda upar chadh raha tha. Main abhi tak nahi badla tha, abhi bhi light grey shorts aur polo mein tha. 

Jab woh bistar par pillows arrange kar rahi thi, unhe achhe se phula rahi thi, maine casually kaha, “Ammi, main soch raha hoon neeche cafeteria se jaldi se kuchh snack le aau. Itni shopping se phir bhookh lag gayi. Main jaldi wapas aa jaunga.” 

Unhone pillows se upar dekha, ek pillow ko dhyaan se theek karte hue aur apne naram lekin mazboot andaaz mein jawab diya. “Theek hai beta, lekin yaad rakhna maine pehle kya kaha tha — logon se beja zaroorat baat mat karna aur bilkul bhi strangers ko haath hilaana mat. Aaj ka din bahut pyara tha; ise peaceful aur theek theek rakhein. Jaldi wapas aana taaki sone se pehle saath araam kar sakein.” 

Main halke se hans pada, sar hilaya. “Theek hai Ammi, waada. Koi haath nahi hilana, koi baat nahi. Main jaldi hoon.” Tabhi uska phone baj utha, familiar awaaz se messages aane ki. 

Main turant samajh gaya yeh abbu se tha — unka naam aate hi woh hamesha chamak uthati thi. Woh jaldi se phone uthane gayi, honthon par halki muskurahat aa gayi. “Oh, tumhare abbu ka hai. Dekhti hoon unhone kya bheja.” 

Maine muskurate hue kaha, “Abbu sach mein tumse bahut pyar karte hain Ammi. Dekho kitna busy construction kaam mein bhi message karte hain. Kitna pyara hai woh kitna care karte hain.” 

Unhone mujhe pyaar se par lekin halke se hataya, haath hilaate hue messages kholte hue. “Haan beta, karte hain, lekin ab jao — jaldi snack le kar wapas aao. Unke messages ke baare mein baat kar lenge jab tum lautoge. Mujhe zyada intezaar mat karwao.” 






Main neeche lower cafeteria ki taraf chala, resort ki shaam ki lights charon taraf chamak rahi thi. Raaste mein maine phone nikala aur apni girlfriend ko texting karne laga. 

Woh ghar par thi aur baat jaldi flirty ho gayi. Phir usne ek photo bheja — uski chut ka close-up, saaf aur chamakti hui, chhote message ke saath ki woh mujhe miss kar rahi hai. 

Mujhe khushi ki lahar daud gayi. Maine uske saath ya kisi ke saath asal mein sex nahi kiya tha, lekin uski chut aise dekh kar main bahut excited ho gaya, mera lund shorts mein hilne laga. 

Yeh thrilling tha, woh chhupa thrill kuchh naye aur gande cheez ka, chahe screen par hi kyun na ho. Main usko ek pal dekhta raha, khud se muskurata hua chalte hue. 

Tabhi maine phir se woh ganja aadmi dekha. Woh mere aage apne kamre ki taraf ja raha tha, jo hamare kamre ke bilkul bagal mein tha. Main usse kuchh kadam peeche tha, aur maine notice kiya woh seedha hamare kamre ke darwaze ki taraf dekh raha tha, jaise koi bahar aane wala ho ya shayad sirf interest se dekh raha ho. 

Mujhe exact pata nahi kyon — woh focused lag raha tha, uska mota jism white shirt aur black trousers mein purpose ke saath chal raha tha. Mere andar kuchh ne faisla kiya ki ab usse baat karne ka sahi waqt hai uske kamre mein dakhil hone se pehle. Maine apni raftaar badhayi aur politely pukara, “Maaf kijiye sir?” 

Woh palta, wohi purani dostana muskurahat chehre par fail gayi. 

Dhruv: (apne kamre ke darwaze par keycard swipe karne wala tha, palat kar) Arre! Good evening. Tum wohi ladka ho na plane wala? Apni Ammi ke saath? 

Main: Haan, main hi hoon. Mera naam Rizwan hai. Yahan bhi hum kuchh baar takra gaye hain. Sorry, pehle kabhi properly introduce nahi kiya. 

Dhruv: Koi baat nahi. Main Dhruv hoon. Achha laga finally properly milna, Rizwan. (muskurate hue haath badhaya jaldi handshake ke liye) 

Main: Mujhe bhi achha laga Dhruv. Kya aap bhi isi floor par ruk rahe hain? 

Dhruv: Haan, lagta hai maine galti se tumhare bilkul bagal wala kamra book kar liya. Chhoti duniya hai na? Main ne hallway mein tum aur tumhari Ammi ko kai baar dekha. Tum dono vacation par ho? 

Main: Haan, hum vacation par hain. Sirf Ammi-beta ka trip thoda araam karne ke liye. Iske liye bahut din se planning kar rahe the. Aap kya? Aapko kya laaya yahan? 

Dhruv: Main kaam aur thoda personal time ke mix ke liye aaya hoon. Mere paas shipping company hai, isliye bahut travel karta hoon. Kabhi kabhi kuchh din nikaal kar araam kar leta hoon. Tum aur tumhari Ammi kitne din ruk rahe ho? 

Main: Abhi paanch din aur hain. Ab tak achha guzar raha hai. Ammi ko yeh break sach mein chahiye tha. 






Dhruv: Yeh sun kar achha laga. Parivaar ke saath vacation sabse best hoti hai. (ruk kar, notice kiya main abhi bhi phone pakde hue hoon) Kahin ja rahe ho? 

Main: Bas neeche shop se kuchh snacks le aane. Bhookh lag gayi aur Ammi so gayi hain, isliye chupke se nikal aaya. 

Dhruv: (halke se hans kar) Raat ke snacks, purana scene. Main bhi ab sone wala tha. 

(Jab main phone haath mein shift kar raha tha, screen ek second ke liye on ho gaya aur meri girlfriend ki chut ki bahut gandi photo flash ho gayi, maine jaldi se lock kar ke phone peeche chhupa liya.) 

Main: (sharm se, chehra laal) Shit… sorry uske liye. Woh… um… 

Dhruv: (halke se hans kar, mujhe aaraam dene ki koshish mein) Arre relax yaar. Yeh bilkul normal hai. Hum sab bade hain yahan. Awkward feel karne ki zaroorat nahi. 

Main: (abhi bhi thoda pareshan) Haan… mera iraada nahi tha ki yeh pop ho jaye. Meri girlfriend ne pehle bheja tha aur main chat band karna bhool gaya. 

Dhruv: Sach mein, theek hai. Sabke saath hota hai. Kam se kam photography mein uski achhi choice hai na? (mazaak mein muskuraya) Uske saath kitne din se ho? 

Main: Lagbhag do saal ho gaye. Woh ghar par hai. Hum roz video call karte hain, lekin… jaante ho jab door hote ho to kaisa hota hai. 

Dhruv: Samajh gaya. Door-door relation mushkil hota hai, lekin aise chhote messages cheezein exciting banaye rakhte hain. (muskuraya) Fikr mat karo, tumhara secret mere paas safe hai. 

Main: Shukriya yaar. Bahut achha laga ki tumne baat ko ajeeb nahi banaya. 

Dhruv: Bilkul ajeeb nahi. Hum sab se guzar chuke hain. To batao… kya is trip par sirf tum aur tumhari Ammi ho? Tumhare abbu kahan hain? 

Main: Haan, sirf hum dono. Abbu Dubai mein kaam karte hain, isliye nahi aa sake. Woh apne job mein hamesha busy rehte hain. 

Dhruv: (uski aankhein interest se chamak uthi) Dubai? Yeh to interesting hai. Ammi ke liye kabhi kabhi mushkil hota hoga, jab woh itna door rehte hain. 

Main: Haan hota hai, lekin woh bahut mazboot hain. Ghar ka sab kuchh bahut achhe se sambhal leti hain. 

Dhruv: Jitna maine dekha hai, woh bahut pyari aurat lagti hain. Bahut shaandaar. Waise unka naam kya hai? 

Main: Unka naam Minal hai. 

Dhruv: Minal… bahut achha naam hai. Kya woh kaam karti hain ya ab roz ki mehnat se aaram kar rahi hain? 

Main: Pehle woh padhati thi, lekin pichhle saal early retirement le li. Ab zyadatar apne doston ke saath time bitati hain, bagiche ka kaam karti hain aur kitab padhti hain. Unhe ghumna bhi bahut pasand hai, isliye hum yahan aaye. 

Dhruv: Lagti hain bahut poori aurat. Main iski kadar karta hoon. (apni jeb se wallet nikala aur kuchh note nikale) Lo, yeh lo. Tumhare nashte ke liye… aur kal Ammi ke liye kuchh achha bhi. 

Main: (hairan hokar) Arre nahi, yeh bilkul zaruri nahi hai, Dhruv. 

Dhruv: Arre chhodo, yeh kuchh bhi nahi. Sirf chhota sa ishaara. Socho padosi ki taraf se. (phir bhi paise mere haath mein thama diye) 

Main: Theek hai… shukriya. Bahut meherbani. 

Dhruv: Koi baat nahi. To Minal ko kya kya pasand hai? Phool? Chocolate? Gehna? Kal agar main bahar gaya to unke liye chhota sa kuchh le sakta hoon. 

Main: Unhe taza phool bahut pasand hain, khas kar gulab ya lily. Aur unhe dark chocolate ki meethas bahut achhi lagti hai. Elegant rumal aur khushboo bhi pasand karti hain. 

Dhruv: Samajh gaya. Gulab aur dark chocolate… achha combination. Shayad main unke liye chhota sa tohfa le aau. Kal mujhe un se sahi se milwao ge? Main unhe personally hello karna chahta hoon. 

Main: Haan bilkul, main karwa dunga. Woh bahut milansar hain, mujhe yakin hai woh khush hongi. 

Dhruv: Bahut achha! Main iski bahut kadar karunga. (garam muskurahat ke saath) Tum bahut acche bete lagte ho, Rizwan. Apni Ammi ko aise ghumane laaye. 

Main: Shukriya. Woh iske layak hain. 

Dhruv: Bilkul. Waise kal ke liye koi plan hai? Koi achhe jagah jahan tum log jaane wale ho? 

Main: Hum soch rahe the subah pool ke paas aaram karenge, shaam ko market area ghumenge. 

Dhruv: Achha. Main bhi kuchh aisa hi kar sakta hoon. Yahan shaam bahut suhani hoti hai. 

Main: Haan, hoti hai. Abhi tak mausam bahut achha hai. 

Dhruv: (apna phone nikala) Suno, kya hum number exchange kar len? Agar tumhe ya Ammi ko kuchh chahiye, ya plan badle to. 

Main: Haan, yeh achha idea hai. (humne number badle) 

Dhruv: Perfect. Kal main tumhe Minal ke chhote tohfe ke baare mein message karunga. Aur phir se shukriya ki tumne milwane ke liye haan kaha. 

Main: Koi baat nahi. 

Dhruv: Theek hai, ab zyada nahi rokunga. Jaao nashte le aao, dukaan band hone se pehle. Tumse baat karke bahut achha laga, Rizwan. 

Main: Mujhe bhi, Dhruv. Achhi raat. 

Dhruv: Achhi raat. Kal milte hain. (muskuraya, keycard swipe kiya aur darwaza khola) 

Main: Haan, milte hain. (main elevator ki taraf chal pada) 

Woh resort ke baare mein aur hum logon ko kaisa lag raha hai, iske baare mein kuchh normal sawal puchhta raha, uski aankhein ek do baar phir se hamare darwaze ki taraf gayi. Main bhi halki fulki baat karta raha, lekin jab kuchh minute baad baat khatam hui, 

mujhe saaf mehsoos hua — woh Ammi mein interested tha. Jaise usne breakfast ke waqt unki taraf dekha tha, ab bhi hamare kamre ki taraf baar baar nazar daal raha tha… bilkul saaf tha. Lekin normal bete ki tarah protective mehsoos karne ki bajaye mere andar ek ulta utsaah jag raha tha. Mujhe Ammi se uski mulakat karwane ka intezaar hone laga. 

Phir main apne kamre ki taraf wapas gaya. Darwaza khola to kamra bilkul sannata tha. Ammi ko jaise maine pehle bataya tha, naachna bahut pasand hai, lekin kamra ekdum chup tha. Maine socha shayad woh so gayi hongi. 

Main pehle unke kamre mein gaya, andar dekha to woh sach mein so rahi thi. Woh pet ke bal leti hui thi aur uski badi moti gaand upar ki taraf uthi hui thi. Dekhte hi mera lund khada hone laga. Main sochne laga — agar Dhruv Ammi ko is tarah bistar par dekhe to kya hoga.