Yet Again (under Editing)

Part 64

I opened my eyes and the world around me was spinning Effects of chloroform!! I was in a car and it was going somewhere. I saw the driver and asked him in half-drunken tone "Mein kahan jaa rahi hu?" "Madamji .. aap kahin nahi jaa rahi .. mein le jaa raha hu.." He replied in a comic tone. "wahi pucha ... tum mujhe le kar kahan jaa rahe ho?" I yelled. "ghabrayiye nahi... aapko sahi jagah pahuncha dunga.." he replied. I felt weird, thus my anger reached the peak. I grabbed his hair with my hands and started to pull,yank, scratch... He was startled and cried for help. "Aree madamji... kya kar rahi ho? chodiye mujhe... gaadi sambhalna hai.. kahin thuk jayegi... madamji...baal bacchewala aadmi hu... mar gaya toh mere parivaar ka kya hoga.. " "pehle baata meko kahan le jaa raha hai.." I punched his shoulder. "madamji... aaahh... chod dijiye... mar jaunga.. gareeb aadmi pe taras khao.." he pleaded. "pehle bata mujhe kidnap kyu kia?" I shouted. "Aree.. mene kuch nahi kiya.. sirji ne bola ki aapko Hotel me chodna hai toh wahi kar raha hu..rehem karo..." he begged. "konsa hotel?" I asked calmly, leaving him. "Ocean" he replied controlling the car and rubbing his head. "kuch naam bhi bataya uss aadmi ne?" I asked. "ji nahi, mujhe payment milgayi toh meine naam nahi pucha.." he replied sheepishly. "Idiot!" I gritted my teeth. After a few minutes, the car stopped and I stepped out of the car. Immediately, the car whooshed away, probably I scared the driver very much. Rolling my eyes here and there, I stepped inside the hotel. "Mrs.Bhoomi malhotra?" A guy in black coat asked me. "yes.." I looked at him. "To the lawn .. ma'am... go straight, then right..." he instructed. I took slow steps towards the lawn as my heart was pounding.I was nervous. I stepped on the red tile pavement of the dark lawn, when the whole lawn lit up with colorful lights. Bit startled, I turned about and collided with someone. I lifted my eyes to see my husband standing in front of me, looking damn handsome in his white shirt and black denim. "You??" I looked at him without blinking. "yes!" he smiled his best. "Aur yeh sab..." I asked him. He knelt down and held a red rose on his right hand. "Happy 6 month Anniversary, hubby.." he grinned. "wait...wait.. number 1 six month anniversary jesa kuch nahi hota... number 2 am not your hubby... I'm your wife.." I frowned, crossing my arms. "come on yaar! kuch bhi karu .... kuch na kuch gadbad zaroor hota hai... aur uss somu ke bacche ne mujhe galat dialogue likhke diya... I'm gonna kill him.." he murmered like a kid. I bursted out laughing.... "now that's not funny..." he got up and turned away. "oh..god.." I controlled my laughter. "that was really cute.." I complimented. He smiled and gave me the rose. I took it and found it to be a plastic rose. "yeh kya hai? tum ye plastic ka rose kyu laaye?original ke liye paise nahi the kya?" I frowned "Aree nahi.. socha ki asli rose deta toh kal murjha jaata.. par plastic ka kabhi nahi murjhayega issliye.." he scratched his nape. I smiled at his gesture.