Mo: (on call) Karan.. Karan kya hua.. Tum.. Tum chilaye kyun.. Karan.. Hello.. Karan kahan ho tum.. Kar..

Ka: Monami shaant hojaao.. I am fine.. Me paas ke cafe me hoon... Abhi aaraha hoon ghar..

He disconnected the call and looked around in search of the shooter. But, he didn't find any. The waiter came to take his order and noticed his bleeding shoulder.. He was about to scream but Karan signed him not to and went to his house walking. (Ghar paas hi tha)

To his surprise the door wasn't locked but wide open. Monami was sitting on the sofa with a tensed face. She saw Karan at the door and bombarded him with questions.

Mo: KARAN😨 Yeh shoulder ko... Khoo..oo..khoon.. Kaise.. Tum to cafe me the na phir yeh.. Karan kuchh bolo.. Yeh sab kab kaise tum...

Karan: MONAMI STOP (he said on a loud voice as Monami was continuously speaking)

Hearing his voice, Parkha came down. Faizi was there too as he had some important discussion with Param.

All three were shocked to see Karan's condition. Before they could ask anything, karan replied

Karan: Is se pehle ki aap log bhi same question puchho, me cafe me tha. Achanak se someone fired but mujhe realise nahi hua. Maybe used silencer. Aur nishana chuk gaya hoga jab me phone attend karne ke liye move kiya tha.

Monami was scared. Its not that Karan was never shot before as he was frequently given many dangerous missions. But what scared her was that Karan was tried to be shot when he was in the cafe sitting idle.

Barkha: Monami jaldi se karan ki dressing kardo... Me first aid box laati hoon.

Faizi: Yeh lijiye bhabhi. Me le aaya hoon.. Monami first aid kardo.. Karan tu beth yahan.

Karan: Koi zaroorat nahi hai faizi. Me theek hoon. Goli bas chhu ke nikli hai.

Mo: Karan goli lagi hai tumhein. Dressing nahi kiya to infection bhi hosakta hai. Please bethjaao mujhe dekhne do.

Karan refused. Monami tried to convince him a lot. Par janaab ne ek na maani aur apne room me ghus gaye. Monami shook her head seeing his antics.

Monami took the first aid kit and went to Karan's room. She entered the room without knocking.

Karan: Hey. Kisike room me aane se pehle knock karte.

Mo: Correction kisi aur ke room me jaane se knock karte... Willingly or unwillingly tum pati ho mere.. And us se pehle bff.. To uss rishte se mera pura haq hai. Now zip up ur mouth aur yahan aake betho. Haath pe medicine lagane do.

Karan: Mene kaha na i am fine. Mujhe nahi chahiye koi marham patti. Aur koi haq nahi hai tumhara, naa mujhpe na meri chizo pe.

This hurt monami. But she controlled herself.

Karan: Waise bhi, jo dard apno ne diya hai uske saamne yeh dard kuchh bhi nahi.

Now this was the limit for her. She shouted at him for not letting her do the dressing.

Mo: BAS.. CHUP CHAP BETHO YAHAN. EK BAAR KAHA NA.. SAMAJH NHI AATA.. (mimicking him) I AM FINE ME THEEK HOON NAHI CHAHIYE MARHAM PATTI.. DOCTOR ME HOON YA TUM... (karan was going to say something but monami didn't let him speak)AUR KUCHH NAHI BOLNA.. EKDUM MUN BAND.. AB ME BOLUNGI AUR TUM SUNOGE.. BETHO YAHAN CHUP CHAP😤😤😤

 BETHO YAHAN CHUP CHAP😤😤😤

ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
Tied With Threads Of Luck {UNDER EDITING}जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें