18-07-2026, 02:08 AM
Subah 8:15 baje Zoya ki aankhein khuli.
Uska jism abhi bhi kal raat ke nishaanon se bhara hua tha. Gaand mein halki si jalan thi, chut thodi swollen thi, aur thighs pe sukha hua cum ke nishaan the. Woh dheere se uthi. Sameer business trip pe tha, isliye ghar mein sirf woh aur Adil the.
Woh bathroom mein gayi aur mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Kal raat ka scene uske dimag mein ghum raha tha — terrace pe nangi hona, neeche society ki lights, Pradeep ka lund uske andar, aur yeh soch ki Adil window se dekh raha hoga. Uski aankhon se aansu aa gaye.
Usne dheere se apne aap se kaha, “Main kya ban gayi hoon… ek pakiza aurat… ghar ki izzat… aur main kal raat terrace pe nangi hoke chudwa rahi thi… aur Adil dekh raha tha…”
Woh jaldi se nahayi, fresh salwar kameez pehni, dupatta theek kiya aur bahar aayi.
Adil drawing room mein baitha tha. Jab usne Zoya ko dekha toh usne aankhein nahi milayi. Woh jaldi se apni kitaab mein nazar daal ke baith gaya. Dono ke beech ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, lekin ab woh khamoshi alag thi. Ab Adil jaanta tha ki uski Appi aur Pradeep ke beech kya chal raha hai. Ab kuch chhupane ki zarurat nahi thi.
Zoya ne chai banayi aur Adil ke paas rakh di. Usne normal tone mein kaha, “Padhai pe dhyan do. College late mat karna.”
Adil ne sir jhuka ke kaha, “Haan Appi…”
Woh chai pee ke college ke liye nikal gaya. Lekin jaate waqt usne ek baar Zoya ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, lekin saath hi kuch aur bhi.
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Shaam ke 6:30 baje Adil wapas aaya. Zoya kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi. Adil drawing room mein baith ke padhne laga, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha.
Raat ke 8:45 baje Pradeep aaya. Usne normal baat ki, Adil se college ke baare mein poocha, phir kitchen mein Zoya ke paas chala gaya.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Kal raat… bahut… bahut galat tha.”
Pradeep ne uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Galat hi toh maza hai. Aur ab toh Adil bhi sab jaan chuka hai. Ab kuch chhupane ki zarurat nahi.”
Zoya kuch nahi boli. Woh chup chaap bartan saaf karti rahi.
Thodi der baad jab Adil apne room mein chala gaya, Zoya ne dheere se Pradeep se kaha:
“Mujhe… mujhe man kar raha hai ki main koi job karun. Ghar pe baith-baith ke bohot bore ho jaati hoon. Mere paas B.Com ki degree bhi hai. Shayad koi chhoti si job mil jaaye toh… time bhi nikal jaaye.”
Pradeep ne usko dheere se dekha. Uske chehre pe ek halki si muskaan aa gayi.
“Job?” usne dheere se kaha. “Achha idea hai bhabhi. Ghar pe baithne se better hai. Aur tere paas degree bhi hai toh kaam aa sakti hai.”
Zoya ne thoda umeed se dekha. “Sach? Kya aap… kya aap kahi baat kar sakte ho?”
Pradeep ne uske kandhe pe haath rakh ke kaha, “Mere paas connections hain. Kai companies ke log jaanta hoon. Main kal se baat karta hoon. Ek do jagah interview dilwa sakta hoon. Tu tension mat le.”
Zoya ne aankhein neeche kiye hue kaha, “…Theek hai.”
Pradeep ne muskurate hue kaha, “Achha. Main dekh leta hoon. Jab kuch fix hoga toh bataunga. Tu taiyar rehna.”
Woh chala gaya.
Zoya kitchen mein khadi rah gayi. Usko laga jaise usne abhi ek aur faisla le liya hai. Lekin uske andar ek chhoti si umeed bhi thi ki shayad job mil jaaye toh uska dimag thoda shant ho jaaye.
Lekin woh jaanti thi… Pradeep ke connections kabhi simple nahi hote.
Adil apne room mein baitha tha. Usne kitchen se aa rahi awaazein sun li thi. Woh jaanta tha ki uski Appi job ke baare mein baat kar rahi hai. Usko pata tha ki Pradeep isme bhi kuch na kuch galat nikaalega. Lekin ab woh kuch bol nahi pa raha tha.
Subah 10:30 baje Pradeep ghar aaya. Adil drawing room mein baitha tha aur Zoya kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi. Pradeep ne normal baat ki aur dheere-dheere Zoya ke paas chala gaya.
“Bhabhi, maine tumhare liye ek job fix kar di hai,” Pradeep ne seedha kaha.
Zoya ne haath rok ke uski taraf dekha. “Job? Itni jaldi?”
Pradeep ne uske kandhe pe haath rakh ke kaha, “Haan. Ek company mein receptionist ki post hai. Main unke ek dost se baat kar chuka hoon. Unhone kaha hai ki agar tum interview de do toh kaam mil sakta hai.”
Zoya thodi si umeed se boli, “Achha? Kaisi company hai?”
Pradeep ne dheere se kaha, “Chhoti si private company hai. Lekin unke kuch rules hain. Interview ke liye tumhe proper western formal clothes pehen ke jaana hoga. Blazer, formal shirt, pencil skirt aur heels. Salwar-kameez mein nahi ja sakti.”
Zoya ka chehra thoda badal gaya. “Western clothes? Main toh aise kapde kabhi pehenti nahi…”
Pradeep ne kaha, “Pehenne padenge. Unka office formal look pasand karta hai. Aur interview mein sirf formal dressing allowed hai. Main tumhe aaj hi shopping karwa ke deta hoon.”
Zoya ne thoda ghabra ke kaha, “Lekin… main aise kapdon mein comfortable nahi rahungi. Aur Adil bhi ghar pe hai…”
Pradeep ne uski taraf dekha aur kaha, “Adil ko bhi saath le chalte hain. Usse bhi pata chal jaana chahiye ki ab ghar mein kya chal raha hai. Chhupane ki koi zarurat nahi hai ab.”
Adil drawing room mein baitha tha. Usne saari baat sun li thi. Woh sir jhuka ke baith gaya, lekin uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya tha.
Pradeep ne Zoya se kaha, “Chalo, aaj hi shopping karte hain. Interview kal subah 11 baje hai. Tumhe time pe taiyar hona hoga.”
Zoya kuch der sochti rahi, phir dheere se boli, “…Theek hai.”
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Doppel 12:45 baje teeno ek bade mall ke andar the. Pradeep ne Zoya ko ek western formal wear store mein le jaaya. Adil dono ke peeche chal raha tha, thoda uncomfortable feel kar raha tha.
Store mein bahut saare blazers, shirts, skirts aur heels rakhe hue the. Pradeep ne Zoya ko ek taraf le jaake dheere se kaha, “Tumhe yeh try karna hai — black blazer, white formal shirt aur tight black pencil skirt. Neeche black stockings ke saath. Jaao, changing room mein jaake pehen ke dikhao.”
Zoya ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya. Woh changing room mein chali gayi. Adil bahar hi khada tha, mobile mein nazar laga ke.
Kuch der baad Zoya bahar aayi.
Woh black blazer aur white shirt ke saath tight black pencil skirt mein thi. Skirt uske ghutno se thoda upar tha aur uske jism pe achhe se fit baith raha tha. Usne black stockings bhi pehen li thi. Bahar se woh bilkul professional lag rahi thi, lekin usko clearly ajeeb aur uncomfortable feel ho raha tha. Uski natural body shape clearly dikhai de rahi thi.
Adil ne ek baar nazar daali aur jaldi se hata li. Uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya.
Pradeep ne Zoya ko dheere se kaha, “Achha lag raha hai. Lekin andar se bhi kuch pehenna padega. Jaao, wapas changing room mein jaao.”
Zoya ne poocha, “Andar se?”
Pradeep ne kaha, “Black lace crotchless panty aur matching open-cup bra. Jaao, pehen ke aao.”
Zoya ka chehra aur bhi laal ho gaya. Woh changing room mein wapas chali gayi. Adil wahan khada tha, usko pata tha ki Pradeep usko kya pehenne ko bol raha hai.
Kuch der baad Zoya bahar aayi. Bahar se woh abhi bhi wahi black blazer aur pencil skirt mein thi, lekin andar usne black lace crotchless panty aur open-cup bra pehen liya tha. Blazer ke buttons ke wajah se uske boobs ka halka sa shape dikhai de raha tha.
Pradeep ne usko upar se neeche tak dekha aur dheere se kaha, “Ab theek hai. Yeh set le lenge. Aur ek aur set bhi chahiye — grey colour ka.”
Zoya kuch nahi boli. Woh sir jhuka ke khadi rahi.
Adil wahan khada tha. Usko pata tha ki uski Appi andar se kya pehen ke hai, lekin woh kuch bol nahi pa raha tha.
Pradeep ne bill pay kiya aur teeno bahar aaye. Ghar jaate waqt gaadi mein Pradeep ne Zoya se kaha, “Interview kal subah 11 baje hai. Main tumhe office le jaunga. Tum yahi blazer wala set pehen ke jaana. Aur andar wali panty aur bra bhi pehen ke jaana. Samajh gayi?”
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “…Haan.”
Adil peeche baitha tha. Usne sab sun liya tha. Woh khidki se bahar dekh raha tha, lekin uska dimag kahin aur tha.
Raat ke 9:45 baje teeno ghar wapas aaye. Shopping ke bags Zoya ke haath mein the. Adil chup-chaap chal raha tha, aur Pradeep normal baatein kar raha tha jaise kuch khas nahi hua ho.
Ghar pahunchte hi Pradeep ne kaha, “Kal subah 10:30 baje main aunga. Tum dono taiyar rehna. Interview 11 baje ka hai.”
Pradeep chala gaya.
Zoya bags side mein rakh ke drawing room mein baith gayi. Adil bhi wahan baitha tha, lekin woh usse aankhein nahi mila pa raha tha. Kuch der baad usne dheere se poocha:
“Appi… yeh sab kyun kar rahi ho? Job kyun chahiye aapko?”
Zoya ne uski taraf dekha. Ab usko Adil se kuch bhi chhupane ki zarurat nahi thi. Woh dheere se boli:
“Ek toh main ghar pe baith-baith ke bohot bore ho jaati hoon. Dusra… shayad Pradeep se bhi thoda chutkara mil jaaye. Agar main bahar kaam karne lagi toh uska control kam ho jaayega na?”
Adil ne sir jhuka liya. Woh kuch nahi bola. Usko pata tha ki uski Appi kya keh rahi hai, lekin woh uska jawab nahi de pa raha tha.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Tu tension mat le. Main sambhal lungi. Tu bas apni padhai pe dhyan rakh.”
Adil ne sir hilaya aur apne room mein chala gaya.
Zoya akeli drawing room mein baithi rahi. Usne phone uthaya aur Sameer ko call karne ka socha, lekin phir ruk gayi. Woh sochne lagi ki agar abhi Sameer ko bata diya toh woh pareshan ho jaayega. Aur waise bhi yeh uska apna faisla tha. Woh dheere se phone side rakh ke sochne lagi, “Main khud hi handle kar lungi. Jab sab theek ho jaayega tab bata dungi.”
Woh dheere se apne bedroom mein chali gayi.
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Subah 7 baje Zoya ki neend khuli. Aaj uska dil thoda ghabra raha tha. Woh jaldi se nahayi aur taiyar hone lagi.
Aaj usne wohi black blazer wala set pehenna tha jo kal shopping kiya tha. Usne andar black lace crotchless panty aur open-cup bra pehen liya, phir white formal shirt aur black pencil skirt pehni. Blazer pehen ke woh khud ko mirror mein dekhne lagi.
Woh khud ko dekh ke thoda ajeeb feel kar rahi thi. Yeh kapde uske liye bilkul naye aur uncomfortable the. Usko laga jaise woh koi aur hi lag rahi hai.
Thodi der baad Adil bhi taiyar ho gaya. Woh drawing room mein baitha tha. Jab Zoya bahar aayi toh Adil ne usko dekha lekin kuch nahi bola. Sirf sir jhuka ke baith gaya.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Main taiyar hoon. Pradeep aa jaayega jaldi.”
Adil ne sir hilaya, lekin uski aankhon mein kuch alag sa tha.
Uska jism abhi bhi kal raat ke nishaanon se bhara hua tha. Gaand mein halki si jalan thi, chut thodi swollen thi, aur thighs pe sukha hua cum ke nishaan the. Woh dheere se uthi. Sameer business trip pe tha, isliye ghar mein sirf woh aur Adil the.
Woh bathroom mein gayi aur mirror ke saamne khadi ho gayi. Kal raat ka scene uske dimag mein ghum raha tha — terrace pe nangi hona, neeche society ki lights, Pradeep ka lund uske andar, aur yeh soch ki Adil window se dekh raha hoga. Uski aankhon se aansu aa gaye.
Usne dheere se apne aap se kaha, “Main kya ban gayi hoon… ek pakiza aurat… ghar ki izzat… aur main kal raat terrace pe nangi hoke chudwa rahi thi… aur Adil dekh raha tha…”
Woh jaldi se nahayi, fresh salwar kameez pehni, dupatta theek kiya aur bahar aayi.
Adil drawing room mein baitha tha. Jab usne Zoya ko dekha toh usne aankhein nahi milayi. Woh jaldi se apni kitaab mein nazar daal ke baith gaya. Dono ke beech ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, lekin ab woh khamoshi alag thi. Ab Adil jaanta tha ki uski Appi aur Pradeep ke beech kya chal raha hai. Ab kuch chhupane ki zarurat nahi thi.
Zoya ne chai banayi aur Adil ke paas rakh di. Usne normal tone mein kaha, “Padhai pe dhyan do. College late mat karna.”
Adil ne sir jhuka ke kaha, “Haan Appi…”
Woh chai pee ke college ke liye nikal gaya. Lekin jaate waqt usne ek baar Zoya ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein sharam thi, lekin saath hi kuch aur bhi.
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Shaam ke 6:30 baje Adil wapas aaya. Zoya kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi. Adil drawing room mein baith ke padhne laga, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha.
Raat ke 8:45 baje Pradeep aaya. Usne normal baat ki, Adil se college ke baare mein poocha, phir kitchen mein Zoya ke paas chala gaya.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Kal raat… bahut… bahut galat tha.”
Pradeep ne uske kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Galat hi toh maza hai. Aur ab toh Adil bhi sab jaan chuka hai. Ab kuch chhupane ki zarurat nahi.”
Zoya kuch nahi boli. Woh chup chaap bartan saaf karti rahi.
Thodi der baad jab Adil apne room mein chala gaya, Zoya ne dheere se Pradeep se kaha:
“Mujhe… mujhe man kar raha hai ki main koi job karun. Ghar pe baith-baith ke bohot bore ho jaati hoon. Mere paas B.Com ki degree bhi hai. Shayad koi chhoti si job mil jaaye toh… time bhi nikal jaaye.”
Pradeep ne usko dheere se dekha. Uske chehre pe ek halki si muskaan aa gayi.
“Job?” usne dheere se kaha. “Achha idea hai bhabhi. Ghar pe baithne se better hai. Aur tere paas degree bhi hai toh kaam aa sakti hai.”
Zoya ne thoda umeed se dekha. “Sach? Kya aap… kya aap kahi baat kar sakte ho?”
Pradeep ne uske kandhe pe haath rakh ke kaha, “Mere paas connections hain. Kai companies ke log jaanta hoon. Main kal se baat karta hoon. Ek do jagah interview dilwa sakta hoon. Tu tension mat le.”
Zoya ne aankhein neeche kiye hue kaha, “…Theek hai.”
Pradeep ne muskurate hue kaha, “Achha. Main dekh leta hoon. Jab kuch fix hoga toh bataunga. Tu taiyar rehna.”
Woh chala gaya.
Zoya kitchen mein khadi rah gayi. Usko laga jaise usne abhi ek aur faisla le liya hai. Lekin uske andar ek chhoti si umeed bhi thi ki shayad job mil jaaye toh uska dimag thoda shant ho jaaye.
Lekin woh jaanti thi… Pradeep ke connections kabhi simple nahi hote.
Adil apne room mein baitha tha. Usne kitchen se aa rahi awaazein sun li thi. Woh jaanta tha ki uski Appi job ke baare mein baat kar rahi hai. Usko pata tha ki Pradeep isme bhi kuch na kuch galat nikaalega. Lekin ab woh kuch bol nahi pa raha tha.
Subah 10:30 baje Pradeep ghar aaya. Adil drawing room mein baitha tha aur Zoya kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi. Pradeep ne normal baat ki aur dheere-dheere Zoya ke paas chala gaya.
“Bhabhi, maine tumhare liye ek job fix kar di hai,” Pradeep ne seedha kaha.
Zoya ne haath rok ke uski taraf dekha. “Job? Itni jaldi?”
Pradeep ne uske kandhe pe haath rakh ke kaha, “Haan. Ek company mein receptionist ki post hai. Main unke ek dost se baat kar chuka hoon. Unhone kaha hai ki agar tum interview de do toh kaam mil sakta hai.”
Zoya thodi si umeed se boli, “Achha? Kaisi company hai?”
Pradeep ne dheere se kaha, “Chhoti si private company hai. Lekin unke kuch rules hain. Interview ke liye tumhe proper western formal clothes pehen ke jaana hoga. Blazer, formal shirt, pencil skirt aur heels. Salwar-kameez mein nahi ja sakti.”
Zoya ka chehra thoda badal gaya. “Western clothes? Main toh aise kapde kabhi pehenti nahi…”
Pradeep ne kaha, “Pehenne padenge. Unka office formal look pasand karta hai. Aur interview mein sirf formal dressing allowed hai. Main tumhe aaj hi shopping karwa ke deta hoon.”
Zoya ne thoda ghabra ke kaha, “Lekin… main aise kapdon mein comfortable nahi rahungi. Aur Adil bhi ghar pe hai…”
Pradeep ne uski taraf dekha aur kaha, “Adil ko bhi saath le chalte hain. Usse bhi pata chal jaana chahiye ki ab ghar mein kya chal raha hai. Chhupane ki koi zarurat nahi hai ab.”
Adil drawing room mein baitha tha. Usne saari baat sun li thi. Woh sir jhuka ke baith gaya, lekin uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya tha.
Pradeep ne Zoya se kaha, “Chalo, aaj hi shopping karte hain. Interview kal subah 11 baje hai. Tumhe time pe taiyar hona hoga.”
Zoya kuch der sochti rahi, phir dheere se boli, “…Theek hai.”
---
Doppel 12:45 baje teeno ek bade mall ke andar the. Pradeep ne Zoya ko ek western formal wear store mein le jaaya. Adil dono ke peeche chal raha tha, thoda uncomfortable feel kar raha tha.
Store mein bahut saare blazers, shirts, skirts aur heels rakhe hue the. Pradeep ne Zoya ko ek taraf le jaake dheere se kaha, “Tumhe yeh try karna hai — black blazer, white formal shirt aur tight black pencil skirt. Neeche black stockings ke saath. Jaao, changing room mein jaake pehen ke dikhao.”
Zoya ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya. Woh changing room mein chali gayi. Adil bahar hi khada tha, mobile mein nazar laga ke.
Kuch der baad Zoya bahar aayi.
Woh black blazer aur white shirt ke saath tight black pencil skirt mein thi. Skirt uske ghutno se thoda upar tha aur uske jism pe achhe se fit baith raha tha. Usne black stockings bhi pehen li thi. Bahar se woh bilkul professional lag rahi thi, lekin usko clearly ajeeb aur uncomfortable feel ho raha tha. Uski natural body shape clearly dikhai de rahi thi.
Adil ne ek baar nazar daali aur jaldi se hata li. Uska chehra thoda laal ho gaya.
Pradeep ne Zoya ko dheere se kaha, “Achha lag raha hai. Lekin andar se bhi kuch pehenna padega. Jaao, wapas changing room mein jaao.”
Zoya ne poocha, “Andar se?”
Pradeep ne kaha, “Black lace crotchless panty aur matching open-cup bra. Jaao, pehen ke aao.”
Zoya ka chehra aur bhi laal ho gaya. Woh changing room mein wapas chali gayi. Adil wahan khada tha, usko pata tha ki Pradeep usko kya pehenne ko bol raha hai.
Kuch der baad Zoya bahar aayi. Bahar se woh abhi bhi wahi black blazer aur pencil skirt mein thi, lekin andar usne black lace crotchless panty aur open-cup bra pehen liya tha. Blazer ke buttons ke wajah se uske boobs ka halka sa shape dikhai de raha tha.
Pradeep ne usko upar se neeche tak dekha aur dheere se kaha, “Ab theek hai. Yeh set le lenge. Aur ek aur set bhi chahiye — grey colour ka.”
Zoya kuch nahi boli. Woh sir jhuka ke khadi rahi.
Adil wahan khada tha. Usko pata tha ki uski Appi andar se kya pehen ke hai, lekin woh kuch bol nahi pa raha tha.
Pradeep ne bill pay kiya aur teeno bahar aaye. Ghar jaate waqt gaadi mein Pradeep ne Zoya se kaha, “Interview kal subah 11 baje hai. Main tumhe office le jaunga. Tum yahi blazer wala set pehen ke jaana. Aur andar wali panty aur bra bhi pehen ke jaana. Samajh gayi?”
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “…Haan.”
Adil peeche baitha tha. Usne sab sun liya tha. Woh khidki se bahar dekh raha tha, lekin uska dimag kahin aur tha.
Raat ke 9:45 baje teeno ghar wapas aaye. Shopping ke bags Zoya ke haath mein the. Adil chup-chaap chal raha tha, aur Pradeep normal baatein kar raha tha jaise kuch khas nahi hua ho.
Ghar pahunchte hi Pradeep ne kaha, “Kal subah 10:30 baje main aunga. Tum dono taiyar rehna. Interview 11 baje ka hai.”
Pradeep chala gaya.
Zoya bags side mein rakh ke drawing room mein baith gayi. Adil bhi wahan baitha tha, lekin woh usse aankhein nahi mila pa raha tha. Kuch der baad usne dheere se poocha:
“Appi… yeh sab kyun kar rahi ho? Job kyun chahiye aapko?”
Zoya ne uski taraf dekha. Ab usko Adil se kuch bhi chhupane ki zarurat nahi thi. Woh dheere se boli:
“Ek toh main ghar pe baith-baith ke bohot bore ho jaati hoon. Dusra… shayad Pradeep se bhi thoda chutkara mil jaaye. Agar main bahar kaam karne lagi toh uska control kam ho jaayega na?”
Adil ne sir jhuka liya. Woh kuch nahi bola. Usko pata tha ki uski Appi kya keh rahi hai, lekin woh uska jawab nahi de pa raha tha.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Tu tension mat le. Main sambhal lungi. Tu bas apni padhai pe dhyan rakh.”
Adil ne sir hilaya aur apne room mein chala gaya.
Zoya akeli drawing room mein baithi rahi. Usne phone uthaya aur Sameer ko call karne ka socha, lekin phir ruk gayi. Woh sochne lagi ki agar abhi Sameer ko bata diya toh woh pareshan ho jaayega. Aur waise bhi yeh uska apna faisla tha. Woh dheere se phone side rakh ke sochne lagi, “Main khud hi handle kar lungi. Jab sab theek ho jaayega tab bata dungi.”
Woh dheere se apne bedroom mein chali gayi.
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Subah 7 baje Zoya ki neend khuli. Aaj uska dil thoda ghabra raha tha. Woh jaldi se nahayi aur taiyar hone lagi.
Aaj usne wohi black blazer wala set pehenna tha jo kal shopping kiya tha. Usne andar black lace crotchless panty aur open-cup bra pehen liya, phir white formal shirt aur black pencil skirt pehni. Blazer pehen ke woh khud ko mirror mein dekhne lagi.
Woh khud ko dekh ke thoda ajeeb feel kar rahi thi. Yeh kapde uske liye bilkul naye aur uncomfortable the. Usko laga jaise woh koi aur hi lag rahi hai.
Thodi der baad Adil bhi taiyar ho gaya. Woh drawing room mein baitha tha. Jab Zoya bahar aayi toh Adil ne usko dekha lekin kuch nahi bola. Sirf sir jhuka ke baith gaya.
Zoya ne dheere se kaha, “Main taiyar hoon. Pradeep aa jaayega jaldi.”
Adil ne sir hilaya, lekin uski aankhon mein kuch alag sa tha.
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