After being discharged from the hospital, Karishma was at the wheel while Haseena provided directions to a mysterious place, unknown to Karishma.
"Giraffe... Sach kaho tum kahan le jaa rahi ho?" Karishma glanced at her briefly before returning her focus to the road.
"Hum ne tumhe kidnap kar liya hai Bakri... Ab tumhe ek sunsaan jagah par le jayenge aur tumhara game over..." Haseena's voice carried a chilling whisper.
"Pehli apni halat dekho... Tute haath aur itne saare injuries ke saath ye humara game over karogi..." A playful scoff responded with light smirk.
"Humari majboori hai warna hum khud drive karte. Isliye chup chap gaadi chalo aur aage se left lena." Haseena's voice remained eerily calm.
"Ye rasta toh shehar ke bahar jata hai. Kya chal raha hai? Sach batao tumare chote se dimag mein kya chal raha hai?" Suspicion colored Karishma's voice, a skeptical eyebrow raised.
"Haan par chudail ke mukabale humare pas zyada hai." A smirk played on Haseena's lips, confidence evident.
"Sar par ek aur bandage chahiye?" Karishma's playful threat carried a mischievous glint.
"Agar ek aur bandage ka option hai toh hum usse hum tumhare muh pe prefer karenge. Bahut zyada bolti ho." Haseena's irritation laced her swift response.
"Tum kyu bhul jati ho... Hum tumhare doctor, neighbor, and most importantly, your girlfriend. Tumara game over hum kar sakte hai. Wo bhi full and final wala." Karishma's tone shifted, affection and warning blended.
"Aage jakar gaadi rok dena... Aur tum mat bhoolna hum kya karte sakte hain tumhare saath iss sunsaan jagah par. You are in danger! Poor Bakri!" Haseena's words held chilling undertones, anticipation grew.
"Hey Shivji! Aap ko bhi puri duniya mein yehi mili thi jis se hum ko pyaar hota. Kahan phasa diya aap ne..." Karishma's playful prayer to God echoed.
"Ya Allah hume bhi iss chudail se pyaar hua. Koi achi khoobsurat, shaant, samjhdar, pyaari ladki se pyaar karwate. Hume kahan phasa diya aap ne..." Haseena's mocking imitation of Karishma's prayer followed.
"Tumara sar sach mein phodenge Giraffe! Khabardar agar kisi aur ke baare mein soucha bhi," Karishma threatened and warned.
"Hum kisiko souche itni achi kismat kahan... Uff kya hi bole hum." Haseena sighed in disappointment.
"Haan haan tumara sab pata hai... Wo Tina... Sab se pehle uska bhoot nikalenge," Karishma continued to caution.
"Chiii wo! Hume chipku log bilkul nai pasand. Aur wo Tina bahut chipakti hai," Haseena expressed her disdain.
"Kya matlab hai tumara? Agar wo chipku nai hoti toh tum..." Karishma shot a pointed remark.
Haseena interrupts her immediately and joins her broken and injured hands "Maafi maate maafi... Kuch nai karenge. Rok dijiye please aage hum."
Karishma's skeptical gaze met Haseena's, as she stopped the car. Misri and Mira approached the car, and Haseena stepped out. Karishma was surprised to see them there.
"Misri... Mira! Tum dono idar? Kya kar rahe ho?" Karishma's surprise was evident in her query.
"Bakri can you shut up for 2 minutes?" Haseena's annoyance was palpable.
"Sab ready hai hai. Tu ne jaisa kaha tha. Take care!" Misri whispered to Haseena, excitement in her voice.
"Karu hum chalte hai," Mira said, coming towards Karishma."Best of luck!"
In seconds, Misri and Mira disappeared from view. Karishma stood there in confusion and puzzlement, unable to comprehend what was happening. She joined Haseena's side as they moved towards their destination.
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FanfictionWhen one falls in love whose craziness matches with another.... A love story of giraffe and bakri
