AB HUM BACCHE BHI TOH NAHI RAHE - COMPLETED

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UPDATE 15

Koi utthha nahin baarah baje tak, phir ek ek karke ghar mein zinda log dikhne lage, Pulkit ne khaane ka order baahar hi de rakkha thha, Prem aur Papa ghar ki dono gaadiyaan dho rahe thhe, ghar ke baahar, Bhabhi rasoi saaf kar rahi thhi aur main aangan mein baitthke paper padh rahi thhi. Papa ka phone aangan ke table par hi reh gaya thha, bajne laga, ma aka phone thha, shaayad woh unhein pick up karne bula rahi thhi, main phone leke ghar ke baahar aayi aur phone unhein de ke andar aa gayi. Pulkit aangan mein aa gaya aur mere saamne baithh gaya.

Pulkit: Yaar kal ke liye sorry..

Main: Kal ke liye thank you..

Pulkit: Matlab..

Main: Matlab tumne itna acchha khaana mangaaya, sharaab mangaayi..Kitna kharcha hua..

Pulkit: Arre kharcha chhod..Main tunn ho gaya uske liye sorry..

Main: Toh peeye kis liye thhe, Tunn hone ke liye hi na..Acchha hua enjoy kiya..

Pulkit: Papa aur Prem kahaan hain..?

Main: Baahar gaadi dho rahein hain..

Bhabhi aa gayi aur hamaare saath baithh gayi.

Bhabhi: Saara badan toot raha hai..

Pulkit bhaiyya muskuraaye.

Main: Mera bhi..Agar koi maalish kar deta toh maza aa jaata..

Bhabhi: Maalish chhod..Maa kab aa rahi hai..

Main: Unhi ka phone thha, maine papa ko de diya, unhi ko pata hoga..

Papa aur Prem paani ki khaali baaltiyaan aur kapde leke andar aaye.

Papa: Bahu..Khaana laga de, hum do minute mein aaye naha ke..

Pulkit: Prem..Beer pade hain kya..

Prem: Maa aane waali hai..

Pulkit: Main ek khaane ka saath pee ke so jaaunga yaar..Maa ko pata nahin chalega..

Prem: Waise saari sharaab peeche ke godaam mein chhupa di hai aur fridge mein teen can hai..Khatam kar lenge aur maa ka swagat karenge acchhe bacchhe ban kar..

Sab ki hansi chhoot gayi.

Main: Waise hai kya khaane mein..

Pulkit: Chinese..

Main: Waah..Bhabhi ka pati paaya hai tumne..

Pulkit, main aur bhabhi rasoi mein chale gaye, Prem aur Papa apne apne kamre mein nahaane chale gaye. Teeno beer bhi un teeno ne hi peeye, khaana khaake susti chadhne lagi, hum aangan mein aa gaye, ab saari kursiyaan thhi, maa joh aane waali thhi.

Papa: Pulkit..teri saal ki chhuttiyaan kitni baaki hain..

Pulkit: Iss saal liya kahaan hoon papa..Bas ek baar viral ho gaya thha toh do din..Bahut balance hai..Kyun..

Papa: Kal chhutti le sakta hai..

Pulkit: Koi kaam hai kya..

Papa: Haan thha toh..Socha farmhouse chaltein hain..

Pulkit: Chalo..

Prem: Papa..Wahaan jaake kya maza aayega..Maa udhar bhi rahegi..Taalaav mein mat jaao..Sharaab mat peeyo..Yeh shorts utaar ke pyjama pehen lo..Ghar aur farmhouse mein kya farak rahega..

Papa: Baat toh sahi hai teri..Par agar maa nahi ho toh..Bas hum paanch ho toh..

Sab papa ki taraf chaunk ke dekhein, kaash woh mazaak nahin kar rahein ho.

Papa: Maa ka phone aaya thha..Usne permission maangne ke liye phone kiya thha ke woh apni behen Vimla ke ghar jaana chaahti thhi teen din ke liye..Maine kaha chali jaao..

Sab ki muskuraahat jaise phuli nahin sama rahi thhi, chehre khil utthe thhe, maa ke liye thodi udaasi bhi thhi, ke hum sab use hitler samajhte thhe. Par woh khud badal gayi thhi.

Pulkit: Toh kal hi kyun..Teen din ki chhutti daal deta hoon..Kyun Prem..

Prem: Aur main godaam jaake stock nikaalta hoon..Bahut bacha hai..

Main: Main nahin chalungi..

Pulkit: Kyun..Tujhe kya hua..

Main: Mere paas swimsuit kahaan hai..Main maxi mein taalaav mein utrungi kya..

Bhabhi: Toh khareed lenge raaste mein tumhaare liye..

Pulkit: Ek tumhaare liye bhi le lenge..

Papa, Prem aur main Pulkit ki taraf dekhe, bhabhi bhi use dekh rahi thhi, shocked thhe sab.

Bhabhi: Aap paagal ho..Babuji saath hain..

Pulkit: Haan par maa toh nahin naa..Problem unhein hoti hai..

Main: Two piece yaa full..

Bhabhi: Full letein hain..Two piece..Tu bhi paagal ho gayi hai..

Pulkit: Prem..Tu kya bolta hai..Two piece ya full..

Prem: Bha..Bhai..Bhaiyya, Meri rai nahin lo toh acchha hai..

Main: Papa please..

Papa: Arre mujhe mat dekho..Mujhe kisi cheez se problem nahin hai..Joh pehenna hai pehenno..Aisa mauka phir nahin milega..

Bhabhi: Main full hi loongi..

Main: Toh main nahin chalungi..Full lene se acchha hum yeh maxi mein hi utrein..Aunty ban ke..

Pulkit: Chalo mall chaltein hain, wahin faisla kar lo..

Papa: Tum chaaron jaao mall, main apna aur Prem ka saamaan pack kar deta hoon..

Prem: Papa ke liye swimming trunks bhi letein hain..Papa kya pyjama mein utrenge..

Papa: Mere paas hai..Tu apni fikar kar Prem..Apne baap ko boodha mat samajh..Club mein har Sunday swim ke liye jaata hoon jab tum dono kharraate bhar rahe hote ho..

Pulkit: Trunks toh mujhe bhi lene padenge..Priya tu full speed mein kuch kapde pack kar le, main change karta hoon aur phir mall chaltein hain..Khareedaari karke Papa ko pick kar lenge..

Plan ke hisaab se sab kuch hua, hum mall se waapas aaye papa ko pick karne ke liye, sharaab load kar diye aur nikal pade farmhouse ke liye.