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Bahot badhiya shaandar update**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 38: Parda-Fash Aur Adhure Khel
Scene 1: Subah Ki Shuruaat, Chedkhaniyan Aur Ghusalkhane Ki Garmi
Subah-savere ka waqt tha. Haveli par abhi suraj ki pehli kiran hi padi thi ke Ayesha aur Hira ki aankhein khul gayin. Chunkay wo dono kal raat jaldi so gayi thin, isliye unki neend poori ho chuki thi aur wo bilkul taja-dam thin. Dono behnein naha-dho kar jaise hi apne kamre se baahar niklin aur seedhiyon se neeche aayin, toh poori haveli mein ek ajeeb aur bhari sannaata chhaaya hua tha. Har taraf aisi khamoshi thi jaise kal raat yahan koi bohot bada jashn mana kar thak chuka ho.
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"Baji... sab log abhi tak so rahe hain kya? Itna sannaata toh kabhi nahi hota," Hira ne dhiimi aawaz mein Ayesha ke kaan mein kaha.
Ayesha ne muskurate hue kitchen ki taraf qadam badhaye, magar unki nazrein jaise hi corridor se guzarte hue Naseem ke kamre ki taraf gayin, toh unhe darwaza halka sa khula nazar aaya. Dono behno ne dabe paun paas ja kar andar jhaanka toh unki saansein ruk gayin. Table lamp abhi bhi jal raha tha jiski dhiimi sunheri roshni mein bister ka haal ajeeb tha. Chadar poori tarah bikhri hui thi, takiye zameen par gire hue thay, aur kamre mein paseene aur ek makhsoos jinsi mehak abhi bhi hawa mein tair rahi thi. Naseem aur Saima bister par neend mein be-sudh padi thin, jabki Hamza unke beech mein nanga sarr jhukaye so raha tha.
Hira ne makkari se apna hont danto mein dabaya aur Ayesha ko aage kheench layi. "Uff Baji... dekh rahi hain? Kal raat lagta hai Ammi aur Saima Baji ne Hamza ko poori tarah nichod diya hai. Tabhi toh teeno aise be-sudh pare hain."
Ayesha ka chehra bhi thoda sharm se surkh hua, magar mood achha hone ki wajah se usne kaha, "Chal, unhe disturb nahi karte. Hum kitchen mein chal kar nashte ki taiyari karte hain. Aaj waise bhi Multan se Bilal bhai aur unki family aane wali hai, bohot kaam hai."
Dono behno ne kitchen mein ja kar raseeli guftagu karte hue chai chadhayi aur parathe banane shuru kiye. Jab nashta taiyar ho gaya, toh dono behnein ek bar phir naram adaa se Naseem ke kamre mein dakhil huin aur dhere se Naseem ke bazuon ko sahlane lagin.
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"Ammi... o Ammi, uthiye na... subah ho gayi hai," Ayesha ne unke kaan ke paas sargoshi ki.
Naseem ne karwat badli aur bhari aankhon se dono betiyon ko dekha, unka jism kal raat ki chudai ki wajah se abhi bhi thaka hua aur bhari tha. Saima aur Hamza bhi dhere-dhere hosh mein aane lage.
Hira ne bister par jukhte hue nehayat besharmi se chhedkhani shuru ki, "Ammi... kal raat aisi kya mehnat chal rahi thi yahan ke poori chadar hi bister se gayab hai? Aur Hamza miyan ke jism par toh abhi bhi paseene ki chamak hai. Lagta hai Shahi Majoon ka asar poori tarah nikala gaya hai!"
Naseem ne hoshiyari se muskurate hue Hira ke gaal par chapat lagayi, "Badmash na ban... chal baahar nikal aur nashta laga. Aaj Bilal aur uski family aa rahi hai, chalo ab bahoth kaam baqi hai, aur waqt bhi kam hai."
Usi waqt Saima ka phone bister par vibrate karne laga. Screen par 'Bilal' ka naam chamak raha tha. Saima ne jhatke se uth kar call receive ki aur furan speaker on kar diya taake sab sun sakein.
"Hlo Bilal! Kahan tak pohanche aap log? Hum sab subah se aapka intezar kar rahe hain," Saima ne bechaini se poocha.
Doosri taraf se Bilal ki thaki hui magar mardana aawaz aayi, "Saima... hum abhi Multan mein hi hain. Kal raat raste mein aisi bhayanak baarish shuru hui ke aage barhna namumkin ho gaya tha. Isliye hamein raat Multan ke guest house mein hi guzarmi padi. Abhi ammi, Zoya aur Farah sab safar ki thakaan mita rahe hain. Agar hum abhi nikalte bhi hain, toh Lahore pohanchte pohanchte hamein aaj raat ho jayegi."
Yeh details sunte hi kamre mein mojood Naseem, Ayesha aur Hira ne ek gehri aur sukoon ki saans li. Unhe laga jaise din ka bohot bada hissa unhe masti ke liye mil gaya hai.
"Chalo achha hai, hamein taiyari ka mazeed waqt mil gaya," Naseem ne haste hue kaha aur Ayesha aur Hira ko kitchen ki taraf bhej diya ke wo baahar kaam dekhein.
Kamre mein ab sirf Saima aur Hamza bache the. Saima ne darwaza andar ki taraf se lock kiya aur uski aankhon mein hawas ki ek nayi chingaari bhark uthi. Usne bister par bethe Hamza ka hath pakda, jiska 8-inch ka lund subah ki garmi se dobara angdai le raha tha.
"Hamza... raat ko Ammi ke samne maza toh aaya, magar abhi jo sukoon mujhe chahiye, wo is ghusalkhane ke jharne ke neeche milega... Chal mere sath," Saima ne nangi halat mein hi uska hath kheencha.
Dono bathroom mein dakhil hue. Saima ne shower chala diya, aur thande paani ki boondein jaise hi dono ke garam jismon par padin, bathroom ka mahool sulag utha.
Saima ne Hamza ko deewar se lagaya. Paani ki tez dhaar unke beech se guzar rahi thi. Usne apni geeli choot ko Hamza ke khade lund par ragadna shuru kiya, upar-neeche hilte hue.
"Ahhh... Hamza... subah-subah tera lund itna sakht... meri choot ko ragad raha hai," Saima ne uske kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue kaha.
Hamza ne uski kamar pakdi aur usey apne seene se kas liya. "Aapi... aapki yeh geeli choot dekh kar mera lund phir se pagal ho gaya hai. Kal raat Ammi ke saamne jo maal aapki kokh mein bhara tha, aaj phir bhar doon?"
Saima ne muskurate hue uske hoth choos liye aur neeche haath badha kar uske lund ko pakad liya. "Haan bhai... Tujhe mere bachey ka baap banana hai, tere lund se paida hoga lekin wo tujhe hi 'Mamu' kahega sonch jitna maza aayega, aur dekh apne is lund ko lagta hai pehle ise mera muh chahiye." Wo ghutno ke bal baith gayi, paani uske chehre par beh raha tha. Usne Hamza ka lund muh mein liya aur zor-zor se choosne lagi. Paani ki dhaar uske muh aur lund ek ajeeb chubhan paida kar rahi thi, jo is khel ko aur slippery aur garam bana rahi thi.
Hamza ne uske baal pakde aur dheere se dhakke maare. "Aapi... aapki zuban ne toh mera lund phir se lohe jaisa kar diya... chooso aur andar tak le lo."
Kuch der choosne ke baad Saima uthi. Usne apni ek taang Hamza ke kamar par rakh di aur shower ke neeche khade-khade hi uske lund ko apni choot ke muhane par ragadte hue andar lene lagi.
"Ghusa de... poora ghusa de apni Aapi ki pyasi choot mein!" Saima ne cheekhte hue kaha.
Hamza ne uski kamar pakdi aur ek zor ka dhakka maara. Poora lund andar chala gaya. Paani ki dhaar unke jism ke junction par beh rahi thi, jo har dhakke ke saath chamak rahi thi.
"Phat... phat... phat..." ki awaaz paani ke shor mein mil rahi thi. Saima Hamza ke gale se lipat kar uchal rahi thi. "Haan bhai... zor se... meri choot faadh de... kal raat Ammi ke saath jo maza diya, aaj sirf mujhe de!"
Hamza ne usey deewar se laga kar uski dono taangein apne kamar par utha li aur khade-khade hi zor-zor se chodne laga. Saima ki cheekhein bathroom mein goonj rahi thin, magar paani ki tez dhaar unhe chhupa rahi thi.
"Main aa rahi hoon bhai... ahhhh... tere lund ne meri choot bhar di!" Saima ka jism jhatke khaane laga.
Hamza ne aur tez dhakke maare aur phir uski choot ke andar hi apna garam maal chhod diya. Dono shower ke neeche hi ek dusre se lipte hue thak kar saansein bhaar rahe thay.
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Saima ne uske hoth chooste hue kaha, "Aaj poora din mazeed masti karenge... Karachi wale raat ko aayenge."
Scene 2: Ammi Ki Tadap Aur Ek Khofnaak Raaz
Multan ke guest house mein subah ka suraj nikal aya tha, magar kamron mein abhi bhi thakaan aur sukoon ka ek mila-jula sannaata tha. Raat ki bhayanak baarish ki wajah se sab ka jism toot raha tha. Bilal subah jaldi uth kar baahar se Multan ke mashhoor garam parathe aur chane ka nashta le aaya tha.
Sab log guest house ke chote se lounge mein baithe nasthey ka maza le rahe the. Shamim Banu ke chehre par safar ki thakaan saaf thi, magar unki bhari hui raseeli ankhein Bilal ko dekh kar halki si chamak uthin. Nashte se farigh hone ke baad jab safar dobara shuru karne ki baat aayi, toh Bilal ne pucha, "Ammi, agar sab tayyar hain toh gaari nikalwata hoon? Raat se pahle hi shayad hamlog Lahore pohanch jayenge."
Zoya ne dhere se apna dupatta sambhalda aur muskura kar kaha, "Bhai.., hum Multan aaye hain aur meri yahan ek bachpan ki bohot pakki saheli rehti hai, 'Nida'. Uska ghar yahan paas mein hi hai. Sonch rahi hoon jab ham yahan tak agaye hain toh ek chakkar laga hi loon. Main us se mile bina Lahore nahi jaungi. Farah, tu mere sath chal... hum dono ho aati hain, tab tak Ammi aur Bhaiya thoda mazeed aaram kar lein."
Farah ne pehle toh hichkichaahat dikhayi, magar Bilal ne fauran kaha, "Haan Farah, tu chali ja (Zoya) baji ke sath. Ammi bohot thaki hui hain, wo thhoda aaraam karlengi, tab tak main bhi apne office ke client queries dekh leta hoon." Bilal ke dimaag mein is waqt hawas ka ek naya mansooba chal raha tha. Ghar mein sab ka sath rehna unhe mauqa nahi de raha tha, magar ab guest house ka yeh kamra aur Ammi ke saath tanhai uske samne dikh rahi thi.
Zoya aur Farah tayyar hokar Nida ke ghar ki taraf nikal gayin.
Jaise hi gaari ki aawaz door hui, Bilal ne guest house ka darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Kamre mein bister par Shamim Banu sirf ek dhiili safed qameez aur shalwar mein leti thin, unka bhara hua 36C-size ka jism aur unki gori raseeli raanein jheeni shalwar se baahar jhalak rahi thin.
"Ammi... aapki tangein toh nahi dukh rahi hain? Main daba deta hoon," Bilal dhere se bister par unke paon ke paas baith gaya.
Shamim ne siskari li, "Ahhh Bilal... bohot dard hai beta, poora jism toot raha hai."
Bilal ne unke paon se shuru kiya aur dheere-dheere unki shalwar ko takhno se upar sarka diya. Uske hath jaise hi Shamim Ammi ki naram aur gori raano par pohanche, unki garmi ne Bilal ke lund ko shalwar ke andar ek jhatke mein lohe ki salaakh bana diya. Bilal ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne apni unglion ko Ammi ke naram hisson mein dhansana shuru kiya.
"Uff... Bilal... wahan nahi beta... Tum bohot uper jaarahe ho," Shamim ne jhooti narazi dikhayi aur uth kar baith gayin, magar unki choot ne andar hi andar paani chorna shuru kar diya tha. Kal ke safar ke jhatkon ne unhe pehle hi thaka diya tha.
Bilal ne dhere se apna chehra unki raano ke beech rakha aur unki malmal ki shalwar ke upar se hi unki choot ke bahaav ko mehsoos kiya. "Ammi... aapka yeh beta is aag mein jal raha hai. Aaj koi nahi hai... mujhe sukoon de do," Bilal ne unke bazuon ko pakad kar unhe bister par draz kar diya aur unki qameez ke gale mein hath daal kar unke bhare hue mammon ko masalna shuru kiya. Shamim ne ankhein band kar leen aur apne sage bete ke is mardana tanaav ke aage bechain ho gayin.
Doosri taraf, Zoya aur Farah ney Nida ke ghar ke baahar rikshaw roka. Ghar ka baahri darwaza halka sa khula tha, jaise jaldbazi mein band karna bhool gaye hon. Zoya ne socha ke saheli ka ghar hai, toh surprise dene ke liye bina knock kiye hi andar dakhil ho gayi. Farah bhi uske peeche-peeche thi.
Ghar mein ajeeb sa sannaata tha, magar jaise hi wo dono corridor se guzarte hue main bedroom ke qareeb pohanchin, andar se aane wali aawazon ne unke qadam wahin rok diye.
“Ahhh... Abbu... dhere maslo na... jaandaar dhakka maaro na... aapka ye mota lund meri bacha-daani ko chhoo raha hai... Uff Abbuuu!”
Zoya aur Farah ke hosh ud gaye. Unki aankhein phat gayin. Zoya ne kaanpte hue hath se darwaze ko thoda aur dhakela. Andar ka manzar dekh kar dono ke jism par jaisay barf gir gayi ho.
Bister par Nida—jo baahar se nihayat shareef aur parsa banti thi—wo is waqt nangi hokar ghutno aur hathon ke bal 'kutti' bani hui thi. Aur uske peeche koi aur nahi, balki uska saga baap khada tha, jo nanga hokar haivaniyat se apni sagi beti ki choot mein dhakke maar raha tha. Baap ka bhara hua jism paseene se sharabor tha aur wo apni beti ke baal peeche se kheench kar uske pichware par thappad maar raha tha.
"Phat... phat... phat..." ki aawaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Zoya ka dimaag sunn ho gaya aur uske mooh se ek zor ki siskari nikal gayi, "Nida...!!"
Darwaze par aawaz sunte hi andar ka khel ek jhatke mein ruk gaya. Nida ne jhatke se peeche dekha, uske hont abhi bhi hawas se kaanp rahe thay aur uski choot se baap ka maal dhar-dhar beh raha tha. Uska baap, jo Shaher ki badi shakhsiyat mana jata tha, uska lund abhi bhi khada tha magar chehre par maut jaisi khamoshi chha gayi.
Idher Zoya aur Farah hakke-bakke khade thay, jhatke se apna mooh pakad liya, unke hawaas sunn ho gaye, aur udher Nida aur uska baap dono chaunk kar gunah ke is samandar mein nange pakde ja chuke thay.
Zoya sharmindgi aur ghussey ke mile jhule ta'assurat ke saath hadbadi mein bina kuch kahe Farah ka haath thama aur bahar ko bhaag padi.
Scene 3: Office Ki Bhed-Chal Aur Khufia Plan B
Dopahar ka waqt ho chuka tha. Islamabad ke aalishan aur thande mausam ke darmiyan, Rashid Sahab aur Usman kal raat ki lambi drive aur safar ki thakaan mita kar apne Property & Constructions office pohanche. Dono jaise hi aalishan cabin ke andar dakhil hue, toh Kinza ne nehayat garm-joshi se unka isteqbal kiya. Kinza aaj office mein tight professional secretary ke libas mein thi—safed kasee hui qameez jisme se uske bhare hue mammon ka ubhaar saaf jhalak raha tha, aur ek chust black pencil skirt jo uski raseeli raano aur bhaari pichware ko mazeed numaya kar rahi thi.
"Welcome back, Sir," Kinza ne nehayat mithaas se muskurate hue kaha aur dono ke liye garam coffee ke mug table par rakh diye.
Rashid Sahab leather ki aaram-deh kursi par draz hue aur bazu phelaate hue bole, "Haan Kinza, thakaan toh bohot hai, magar pehle kaam ki baat. Omer se kya jaankari mili hai?"
Kinza ne nehayat professional andaz mein file kholi aur kareeb aate hue batane lagi, jahan se uske badan ki mehak aur haseen cleavage Usman aur Rashid Sahab dono ko saaf dikh raha tha. "Sir, Omer se jo information mili hai uske mutabiq hamari yeh deal bilkul track par hai. Party hamare Plan ke mutabiq chalne ko taiyar hai aur lagbhag saare papers ready ho rahe hain."
Rashid Sahab ne coffee ka ek ghoot liya, unki ankhon mein business ka shatirpan chamka. Unhone Usman aur Kinza ko dekhte hue kaha, "Yeh toh bohot achhi baat hai. Yeh toh ho gaya hamara 'Plan A'... Magar agar isme thodi si bhi oonch-neech ho gayi, ya party ne aakhri waqt par nakhre dikhaye, toh hamare paas 'Plan B' kya hai?"
Usman ne chalaaki se muskurate hue Kinza ki taraf dekha aur bola, "Abbu, agar 'Plan A' mein koi masla hua... toh hamara 'Plan B' khud Kinza hi hai."
Yeh sunte hi Kinza ke chehre par ek jhooti aur halki si jhijhak aayi. Usne nazrein jhuka kar kaha, "Usman... yeh aap kya keh rahe hain? Main ek secretary hoon..."
Usman ne nehayat hi dhiime se table ke neeche se Kinza ka hath pakda aur ankhon hi ankhon mein ishare se uski minnatein karne laga ke wo is baat ke liye maan jaye, kyunke do crore ki deal ka mamla tha aur agar baat bigdi toh Kinza ka haseen jism hi is deal ko bacha sakta tha. Kinza ne bhi hont danto mein daba kar Usman ke is ishare ko qabool kiya.
Rashid Sahab dono ke darmiyan yeh khufia jinsi tanaav dekh kar thode hairatzada hue. Unhone kursi par aage jhukte hue kaha, "Usman... yeh chal kya raha hai tum dono ke darmiyan? Aur Kinza... kal raat jab se main ne Miss Kiran ke mooh se suna hai ke Hamza aur tumhari Baji (Miss Kiran) ke darmiyan kya chal raha hai, mera toh dimaag sunn hai. Main samajh nahi paa raha hoon ke mere bache aakhir meri ijazat ke baghair kya kya gul khila rahe hain?"
Kinza ne mahool ko thanda karne ke liye nehayat naram adaa se jawab diya, "Rashid Sahab, aap fikar mat kijiye. Baji (Miss Kiran) ke mamle mein Hamza ki koi ghalati nahi hai. Haqeeqat toh yeh hai ke meri Baji hi Hamza ko dekh kar apne jazbaat par qabu nahi rakh payin aur unka dil aa gaya. Aur jahan tak is do crore ki deal ka sawal hai... aap be-fikar rahein, agar Plan A mein thodi bohot oonch-neech hui bhi, toh aapki yeh Kinza apne tareeqe se is deal ko poori tarah sambhal legi."
Kinza ke is be-baak aur pur-etemaad jawab ne Rashid Sahab ke dimaag ke tanaav ko aik jhatke mein khatam kar diya, aur unki tharki nazrein ek baar phir Kinza ke is professional aur garm jism par tik gayin.
Usman kuch Kinza ko kuch ishara kar bahar nikal gaya. Kinza apni kursi se uthi aur cabin andar lock kar Rashid Sahab ke janib apne qadam barha diye.
Scene 4: Khamosh Safar Aur Guest House Mein Adhura Khel
Nida ke ghar se nikalne ke baad, Zoya aur Farah ke qadam jaise zameen par tik nahi rahe thay. Rikshaw mein baithi dono behno ke darmiyan ek ajeeb aur sangeen khamoshi chhaayi hui thi. Zoya ke hath mein pakda hua mobile lagatar vibrate kar raha tha—screen par baar-baar 'Nida' ka naam chamak raha tha, magar Zoya ne ek baar bhi call receive nahi ki. Wo abhi bhi us jhatke mein thi ke jo larki baahar se itni parsa banti thi, wo andar se apne hi baap ke neeche nangi hokar siskariyan le rahi thi.
Farah ne rikshaw ke baahar dekhte hue jhatke se apna hont danto mein dabaya, uske dimaag mein baar-baar Nida ke abbu ke woh jaandaar dhakke aur pichware par padne wale thappad ghum rahe thay. Do behno ke zehan mein is waqt hawas aur darr ka ek aisa toofan chal raha tha jise wo ek doosre se chhipane ki koshish kar rahi thin.
Idhar guest house ke band kamre mein mahool bilkul alag hi dhang se sulag raha tha. Bilal ne Shamim Ammi ke 36C ke mammon ko qameez ke upar se is tarah masla ke unki saansein ukhad gayi thin. Bilal is mauqe ko hath se nahi jaane dena chahta tha. Usne ek jhatke mein Ammi ki malmal ki shalwar ko unki gori aur bhaari raano se neeche kheench diya.
"Bilal... beta ruk ja... nahi..." Shamim ne anmane dhang se Bilal ka hath pakadne ki koshish ki. Unka zameer unhe rok raha tha, magar unke badan ki garmi unka sath nahi de rahi thi. "Zoya aur Farah aati hi hongi... chhor mujhe, yeh gunah hai..."
"Ammi, koi nahi aayega abhi," Bilal ne unki ek na suni. Usne apna 8-inch ka lohe jaisa sakht lund apni shalwar se baahar nikala aur Shamim Ammi ke chehre ke qareeb le aaya. "Dekhiye iski halat, yeh aapke is raseeli badan ke liye tadap raha hai. Aaj aapko mujhe sukoon dena hi hoga."
Bilal ne zbar-dasti Ammi ka sir pakda aur apne lund ka topa unke honton par ragadna shuru kiya. Shamim ne anmane dhang se apna mooh band rakhne ki koshish ki, magar Bilal ke mardana dabaav aur lund ki garmi ke aage unka jism dhere-dheere dher hone laga. Wo hichkichaate hue apna mooh kholne hi wali thin ke tabhi...
*Knock! Knock! Knock!*
Main door par zor se dastak hui, aur sath hi Zoya ke rone jaisi aawaz aayi, "Bhaiya! Darwaza kholiye... Bhaiya!"
Dastak sunte hi kamre ke andar jaise bam phat gaya. Shamim Ammi ne jhatke se Bilal ko peeche dhakela aur kaanpte hathon se apni shalwar upar karne lagin, unka saara jism darr se kaanp raha tha. Bilal ka lund gusse aur tanaav se abhi bhi khada tha, magar mauqa hath se nikal chuka tha. Usne bad-tehzeebi se apni shalwar sambhali aur ghusse mein darwaze ki taraf badha.
Episode 38 Khatam
Cliffhanger: Kya Zoya aur Farah ke dimaag mein chal raha toofan guest house ke is band kamre ki garmi ko bhaamp payega, Ya phir Nida aur uske baap ka ye nanga raaz Zoya aur Farah ke androoni jazbaat ko apne hi bhai Bilal ke liye kisi naye dhang se uksayega? Aur Islamabad mein office ke cabin darwaza andar se lock karne ka maqsad kya hoga Kinza ka?
Udhar Saima or Hamza ne subah subah hammam me mast maza lia idhar Bilal ke paas achcha mauka tha Shamim ke saath hawas ka nagga naach karne ka
Lekin Zoya ki friend ki uske abbu se saath hawas dekh kar sab kuch bala dia
Ab dekhte h yeh jo kand dekh kar dono behne aayi h uska kia sar padta h or udhar Kinza kitna aage badhti h Rashid sahab ke saath
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Episode 39(Part 1): Haveli Ka Nizam Aur Khula Mizaj
Scene 1: Haveli Ka Nashta, Naseem Ki Tok aur Maa-Beti Ki Raseeli Planning
Haveli ke bade se dining table par subah ka nashta saja hua tha. Garam-garam parathe, omelette aur chai ki mehak hawa mein tair rahi thi. Naseem, Saima, Hamza, Ayesha aur Hira sab milkar nashte ka lutf le rahe thay. Chunkay Saima ki phone par baat ho chuki thi ke Bilal ki family ko Lahore pohanchte-pohanchte raat ho jayegi, isliye haveli mein abhi kaam shuru karne ki koi jaldi nahi thi.
Nashte ke dauran hi Naseem ne sab ko hidayat dedi ke mehmano ke rahte sabko apni in khuli rangeeniyon par qaabu rakhna hoga, waise Bilal ne Shamim ko apne rang mein rang ne ki shuruwat toh karli hai lekin abhi un sab ke asli mizaj ka andaza nahi hai. Is liye baghair uski ijazat ke koi bhi aisi jurrat na kare.
Hamza ne chai ka ghoot lete hue kaha, "Haan Ammi, unke aane mein toh abhi kaafi waqt hai. Toh main soch raha hoon ke tab tak apni coaching class ho aaon, kuch zaroori lectures hain."
Ayesha aur Hira ne bhi fauran haan mein haan milayi, "Haan Ammi, hum dono bhi apni University ho aati hain. Dopahar tak wapis aa jayenge, phir milkar baqi ki taiyari kar lenge."
Saima — jo subah hi ghusalkhane mein Hamza ke sath shower sex enjoy kar chuki thi aur jiske badan mein abhi bhi us 8-inch ke lund ki garmi barqarar thi — usne bister aur bathroom ke us maze ko yaad karte hue Hamza ki taraf ek tharki nazar daali. Usne table ke neeche se Hamza ke pair par apna pair ragadte hue dhere se kaha, "Kya zaroorat hai Hamza aaj jaane ki? Ghar par hi raho na, bohot se kaam nikal aate hain subah-subah..."
Naseem Begum, jo apni beti ki is tishnagi aur hawas ko achhi tarah samajhti thin, unhone sarki hui muskurahat ke sath Saima ko furan tok diya. "Rehne de Saima... abhi subah-subah toh tum dono ne ghusalkhane mein poora zor lagaya hai. Ab aur kitna karna hai?
Jaane de bechare ko, coaching jayega toh dimaag bhi thoda relax ho jayega, nahi toh tu toh iska saara maal yahin nichod degi!"
Naseem ki itni khuli aur besharam baat sunkar Ayesha aur Hira khilkhila kar hans padin, jabki Hamza ne sharmate hue apni bachi-khuchi chai khatam ki. Saima ne thoda jhooti narazi se apna mooh banaya magar uski aankhon mein nasha saaf tha.
Nashta khatam hote hi Hamza, Ayesha aur Hira apni-apni gaari aur scooty lekar University aur coaching ke liye nikal gaye.
Ghar ke baaki afrad ke jaate hi haveli mein ek baar phir sukoon chha gaya. Naseem aur Saima ne mehmano ke mezbani ki planning shuru ki aur dono upar ke portion mein bani aalishan khwabgahon ki taraf badhin.
"Saima, hamein kamron ki setting bohot dhang se karni hogi," Naseem ne corridor mein chalte hue kaha.
Saima ne badmashi se muskurate hue Naseem ki bhaari gaand par peeche se ek zor ka thappad mara, Phat!
"Ahhh! Badmash... yeh kya badd-tameezi hai?" Naseem ne jhatke se peeche dekh kar apni kamar matkayi.
"Ammi... aapki is chakki mein jo nasha hai, wo kisi mein nahi," Saima ne haste hue unhe chheda. "Waise planning ki baat karein toh Mujhe nahi lagta Bilal aapki is gaand se door rahsakta hai, isliye Bilal ko hum neeche wala guest room de dete hain, main bhi uske saath hi neeche shift hojaoongi... takay agar raat ko usey 'pyaas' lage, toh wo asaani se kitchen... ya phir Aapke aur Shamim Ammi ke kamron tak pohanch sake."
Naseem ne hoshiyari se qahqaha lagaya, "Haaan, mujhe pata hai. Magar sun, Shamim Begum aur unki betiyon ko upar ke do bade kamre denge. Shamim bohot haseen aur raseeli aurat hai, uske jism ke mod dekh kar toh Rashid Sahab bhi apna dimaag kho baithenge jab wo Islamabad se aayenge."
Dono maa-beti ek kamre mein dakhil huin aur chadar badalne lagin. Saima ne chadar bichate hue kaha, "Ammi, waise kal raat Hamza ne aapke sath jo haivaniyat dikhayi thi, uske baad aap aaj bohot chamak rahi hain, aisa lagraha hai jaise aapki jawani laot rahi hai. Lagta hai uske lund ka asar aapke andar poori tarah utar gaya hai."
Naseem ne chadar ka kona pakadte hue adaa se kaha, "Tujhe bada pata hai... Tu apni fikar kar. Subah bathroom mein jo 'phat-phat' ki aawaz baahar tak aa rahi thi, mujhe lag raha tha ke shower ka paani kam aur tera pani zyada beh raha tha. Bata... kitna maal andar liya subah-subah?"
Saima ne sharm se surkh hote hue dhere se kaha, "Ammi... wo toh bacha-daani tak thoons raha tha. Keh raha tha ke bacha paida karega jo usey 'Mamu' kahega."
"Uff... itni besharmi!" Naseem ne haste hue Saima ke mammon ko apne hathon mein lekar zor se masal diya, jisse Saima ke mooh se ek haseen siskari nikal gayi.
Dono maa-beti is tarah ek doosre ko chhedte, jismon ko masalte aur raseeli baatein karte hue mehmano ke kamre sajane lagin. Unhe is baat ka bilkul andaza nahi tha ke Multan ke guest house mein is waqt Bilal ki family kis khofnaak zehni tanaav se guzar rahi hai.
Scene 2: Islamabad Office — Lock Cabin Ka Anal Session Aur Khula Mizaj
Usman ke baahar nikalte hi Kinza ne aaram se cabin ka bhari darwaza andar se lock kar diya. Lock hone ki 'click' ki aawaz ne cabin ke andar ke jinsi tanaav ko ek jhatke mein hawa de di. Kinza ne mud kar Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekha, uski tight white qameez ke andar uske 36C ke mamme upar-neeche ho rahe thay aur uski black pencil skirt uske bhaari pichware par is tarah kasee hui thi ke chalte waqt uski gaand ka ubhaar saaf numaya ho raha tha.
Wo dhere-dheere chalte hue Rashid Sahab ke leather chair ke qareeb aayi aur nehayat besharmi se unki goud mein baith gayi.
Uske jism ki mehak aur raseele badan ne Rashid Sahab ke tanaav ko mazeed barha diya, unhone apna hath badha kar table ke neeche se Kinza ki skirt ko upar sarka diya.
Magar Rashid Sahab ke dimaag mein abhi bhi ek uljhan thi. Unhone Kinza ki kamar ko majbooti se pakda aur unki tharki nazron mein thoda sanjeedagi aayi. "Kinza... ek baat mujhe saaf-saaf batao. Kal raat jab se main ne Miss Kiran (tumhari Baji) aur Hamza ke baare mein suna hai, aur aaj tum jis tarah Usman ke ishare par mere samne is 'Plan B' ke liye taiyar ho gayi ho... mujhe samajh nahi aa raha. Kya tumhara poora gharana hi koi gasthi gharana hai? Kya tum log har mard ke aage aise hi bikhaj jaate ho?"
Rashid Sahab ki itni sangeen baat sunkar bhi Kinza ke chehre se muskurahat nahi gayi.
Usne nehayat pur-etemaad andaz mein unke suit ke collar ko pakda aur unke honton ke qareeb aakar sargoshi ki, "Rashid Sahab... aap jise gasthi pana samajh rahe hain, asal mein wo hamare gharane ka alag aur khula mizaj hai. Hum par na toh koi dabaao hai aur na hi hum kisi majboori mein yeh sab kar rahe hain. Haqeeqat toh yeh hai ke hum sab khule zehen aur azad khayal log hain. Hamein apni zindagi mein khulapan chahiye, aur alag-alag mardon ke sath is jinsi khel ka lutf lene mein hamein maza aata hai. Yeh hamari pasand hai, hamari hawas hai, koi dhanda nahi."
Kinza ke is be-baak aur khule mizaj ke jawab ne Rashid Sahab ke andar ke bache-khuche darr ko bhi khatam kar diya. Unka 7-inch ka lund ab pants ke andar lohe ki salaakh ban chuka tha.
"Achha... toh itna khula aur garam mizaj hai tumhara!" Rashid Sahab ne ghurrate hue usey goud se uthaya aur cabin ke andar bani khufia rest room ki taraf le gaye.
Rest room ka mahool alag hone wala tha. Rashid Sahab ne jaate hi Kinza ko washbasin ke aage jhuka diya.
Kinza ne dono hath basin par tikaye aur apni pichware (gaand) ko poori tarah baahar ki taraf nikal diya.
Tight pencil skirt upar jukhte hi uski raano tak sarak gayi, aur uske neeche pehni hui jheeni black thong (pantay) ne uski gori aur bhaari gaand ke dono paton ko poori tarah nanga kar diya.
Rashid Sahab ne bina waqt zaya kiye apni pants neeche ki aur unka gathila, mota lund baahar nikal aya. Lund ka topa seedha uski geeli choot ke muhane par ragadne lage.
Kinza ne turant ek haath peeche kiya aur lund ko pakad kar rok diya.
“Rashid Sahab… rukiye… choot mein nahi.”
Rashid Sahab ne hairani se uski gardan par haath rakhkar poocha, “Kyun? Itni geeli ho rakhi hai tumhari choot.”
Kinza ne peeche mudkar unki aankhon mein dekha aur besharmi se muskurate hue boli, “Sahab… meri choot sirf mere shohar Omer ki hai. Wo hi iska maalik hai. Baaki sab mardon ke liye meri gaand bilkul khuli aur hazir hai. Aap chahein to is gaand ko faad sakte hain… lekin choot mein qiyanath nahi karungi.”
Yeh sunkar Rashid Sahab ke lund par ek naya josh chadha. Unhone Kinza ki gaand ke dono patton ko zor se failaya aur asshole par thook kar lund ka topa uski gaand ke chote se muhane par tika diya.
“Toh teri gaand hi faadta hoon aaj… randi secretary,” Rashid Sahab ne garam awaaz mein kaha.
Kinza ne gaand ko aur peeche kiya, “Haan Sahab… faadiye… meri tight gaand ko apne mote lund se faad dijiye. Aaj se yeh aapki bhi ho gayi.”
Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar par pakar majboot ki aur ek jaandaar dhakka maara.
Pusss... adha lund ek jhatke mein uski tight gaand ke andar dhas gaya.
"Ufffff... Rashid Sahabooouuu! Maar dala... poora faadh diya aapne!"
Kinza ke mooh se ek dard aur maze se bhari cheekh nikli, uske hath basin par majbooti se kas gaye.
Rashid Sahab par is waqt hawas sawar thi. Unhone thoda rukh kar ek aur gehra aur aakhri dhakka maara, aur unka poora 7-inch ka mota lund Kinza ki gaand ke andar tak thoons gaya.
Kinza ka jism jhatke khane laga, uski tight white qameez ke andar uske mamme zor-zor se uchhal rahe thay.
"Ahhh... Rashid Sahab... dhere... gaand ka surakh bohot tight hai," Kinza ne dhere se siskari li.
"Phat... phat... phat..." ki aawaz ab rest room mein goonj rahi thi.
Rashid Sahab khade-khade nehayat haivaniyat se uski gaand mar rahe thay, aur Kinza is khule pan se gaand marane ka poora maza lete hue unke har dhakke par apni siskariyon se cabin ka mahool mazeed garam kar rahi thi.
"Haan... Rashid Sahab... zor se... isee maze ke liye toh main is cabin mein aayi hoon... Ahhh!"
“Bahut tight hai tumhari gaand… kitni garmi hai andar!” Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar pakad kar aur gehre dhakke maar rahe the.
Ab poora lund ba aasaani andar bahar horaha tha.
“Ahhh… marr…gayi... Rashid Sahab… faad diya… poori gaand phat gayi… uffff!” Kinza ki aankhen band ho gayin, lekin usne gaand ko peeche dhakelna nahi chhoda.
Rashid Sahab ne zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kiye. “Le… le meri randi… teri gaand kitni mast hai… Omer ko pata hai ki uski biwi office mein kisi aur ke lund ke liye gaand kholti hai?”
Kinza ne haanpate hue jawab diya, “Omer ko pata hai Sahab… wo khud mujhe taiyar karta hai jab koi bada client aata hai… ahhh… zor se… aur zor se maariye… meri gaand aapke lund ke liye bani hai aaj!”
“Phat… phat… phat…” ki tez awaazein cabin mein goonj rahi thin. Rashid Sahab Kinza ki gaand ko thappad maarte hue chod rahe thay.
Kinza ka jism har dhakke ke saath uchhal raha tha, uske mamme qameez ke andar zor-zor se hil rahe thay.
Kuch der baad Kinza ne saansein bhaarte hue kaha, “Sahab… aise poora andar nahi ja raha… aaiye, main aapko aur gehraai doon.”
Usne Rashid Sahab ko commode par baitha diya. Phir unki taraf peeth karke unke lap par baith gayi aur dheere se unke lund par baithne lagi.
Poora lund ek baar phir uski gaand mein utar gaya.
Kinza ne dono haathon se commode ke kinare pakde aur uchalna shuru kar diya — upar-neeche, tez dhakkon ke saath.
Rashid Sahab ne uski kamar pakdi aur ek haath aage badha kar uski choot ko sahlaane lage. Unhone mazaqiya andaaz mein poocha, “Kam az kam choot chhoone ki toh ijazat hai na… ya wo bhi sirf Omer ke liye reserved hai?”
Kinza ne hansate hue aur tez uchalte hue jawab diya, “Haan Sahab… chhoot chho sakte hain… ungli daal sakte hain… bas andar lund nahi… ahhh… aise hi… meri gaand faadte rahiye!”
Rashid Sahab ne uski choot mein do ungliyan daal di aur tez-tez andar-bahar karne lage. Kinza ki siskariyan tez ho gayin.
“Main aa rahi hoon Sahab… meri gaand phat rahi hai… ahhhhh!” Kinza ka jism akad gaya aur wo zor se farigh ho gayi.
Thodi der baad Rashid Sahab ka waqt aa gaya. Unhone Kinza ki kamar kas kar pakdi.
Kinza ne jaldi se unke lund ko apni gaand se nikaala, ghutno ke bal baith gayi aur muh khol diya.
“Mere muh mein dijiye Sahab… saara maal…”
Rashid Sahab ne apna lund hilaya aur garam, gaadha maal Kinza ke muh mein chod diya.
Kinza ne saara maal apne muh mein jama kiya, aur phir Rashid Sahab ki aankhon mein dekhte hue pura maal ek ghoot mein nigal liya.
Uske hothon ke kinare se ek boond bahar aa gayi thi jo usne ungli se uthakar bhi chaat li.
Rashid Sahab ye dekh kar bahut khush hue. Unhone Kinza ko upar uthaya aur uske hothon par ek gehra kiss kiya.
“Kinza… tu sach mein ek khazana hai. Aisi besharmi aur khulepan ke saath koi aurat maine aaj tak nahi dekhi."
"Aapki deal bachane ke liye main kya kar sakti hoon ye ek namoona tha Sir,
aap befikar hojaiye" Kinza ne tissue se apna munh aur Rashid Sahab ka lund saaf karte hue kaha.
Rashid Sahab ne Kinza ko Shabashi di phir wo office Kinza ke hawale karte hue apne hotel aaraam karne ke liye nikal gaye Usman ke saath.
**Episode Abhi Khtam Nahi Hua Hai**
Cliffhanger: Idhar Haweli mein mehman nawazi ki taiyaari shuru hochuki hai, lekin kya jab Hamza coaching class pohanchega, toh koi naya be-baak khel shuru hone wala hai? Idhar 'Plab-B' ke trailer se Rashid Sahab kaafi khush hain, lekin udhar Multan ke guest house mein baithi Bilal ki family kis khofnaak zehni tanaav se guzar rahi hai?
Kinza ne Rashid sahab ko khush kar dia or Plan B ke baare poori jankari dekar Rashid sahab ki saari tension door kar di
Baharhal dekhte h Bilal Family ka kab tak shoch me rehte h
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Episode 39(Part-2): Raaz ki Lehrein aur Hawas ka Toofan
Episode 39(Part-2): Raaz ki Lehrein aur Hawas ka Toofan
Scene 3: Lahore — Coaching Class Aur Miss Kiran Ka Waham
Dopehar ka waqt tha. Lahore ki tej dhoop coaching centre ke aalishan corridors mein bikhri hui thi. Hamza teen din ke lambi chhutti ke baad aaj pehli baar class mein baitha tha. Baahar se wo bilkul aaram-deh dikh raha tha, magar uske zehan mein abhi bhi pichli mulaqat ko lekar ek jhijak toh thi hi.
Class ke dauran Miss Kiran white cotton ki ek tight kurti aur churidar pajama pehne blackboard par likh rahi thin.
Unka bhara hua pichwara aur tight kurti se jhankti unki sunehri peeth Hamza ki nazron se chhup nahi rahi thi. Magar Miss Kiran ki nazrein baar-baar Hamza par tik jatin. Unke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa waham chal raha tha. Jab se unki nazuk si beti Falak ne unhe ghar par Hamza ka lund chooste hue dekha tha, aur usdin se wo coaching nahi aaya, toh Miss Kiran ko laga ke Hamza bechara darr gaya hai.
Class khatam hote hi sab bachhe dhere-dheere baahar nikal gaye. Hamza ne jaan-boojh kar apni kitabein samaitne mein thoda waqt lagaya.
"Hamza... tum ruko, mujhe tum se kuch baat karni hai," Miss Kiran ne darwaze ki taraf dekhte hue thodi sanjeeda magar kam aawaz mein kaha.
Hamza ne apni diary bag mein rakhi aur unke qareeb chala gaya. Miss Kiran ne furan class ka darwaza halka sa parda barabar sarka diya taake baahar koi dekh na sake. Wo ghabrahat mein apne dupatte ko ungliyon se maror rahi thin.
"Hamza... tum theek toh ho na? Itne din se tumne coaching kyun miss ki?" Miss Kiran ne uske chehre ko baurepan se dekha. "Mujhe pata hai tum kyun nahi aaye... Tum Falak ki wajah se darr gaye ho na? Ke usne us din mujhe tumhare sath us halat mein dekh liya tha?"
Hamza ne Miss Kiran ke is waham aur unki ankhon mein chhipe darr ko dekha toh uske labon par ek shatirana aur mardana muskurahat aa gayi. Unhe kya maloom tha ke wo darr se nahi, balki haveli mein aaye aapne abbu ke toofan aur phir apni rangeeniyon mein masroof tha!
Hamza ek qadam aur aage badha, itna qareeb ke Miss Kiran ko uske jism ki mardana garmi mehsoos hone lagi. "Miss Kiran... aapko lagta hai ke aapka yeh Hamza itna kamzor hai ke ek choti larki ke dekh lene se darr jayega?, waise darna toh aapko chahiye tha ke aapki beti ne aapko kisi jawan ka lund chuste dekhliya hai...."
Miss Kiran ne hairat se apni gehri aankhein uthayin, "Tum uski fikar chhodo, uski toh hamein aadat hai, tum apni batao ke... phir tum teen din tak kyun nahi aaye? Meri toh saans ruki hui thi ke kahin tum is rishte se peeche na hat jao."
Hamza ne nehayat besharmi se apna hath badhaya aur Miss Kiran ki kasee hui kurti ke upar se hi unke naram bazu ko zor se dabo diya. "Miss... main darr kar nahi bhaaga tha. Kuch aisi gharelo masroofiyat thi jise nibhana zaroori tha. Aur jo aap keh rahin hain ke aap logon ko iski aadat hai, toh kya Arsalan ko bhi ye sab maloom hai Falak ki tarah. Agar aisa hai toh khel aur bhi mazedaar hoga."
Hamza ki is be-baaki aur mardana pakar ne Miss Kiran ke andar ki tishnagi ko dobara jaga diya. Unka gora chehra sharm aur hawas se laal hone laga. "Badmash... tum zara bhi nahi darte. Main yahan pareshan thi aur tumhare dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi sab chal raha hai, aur rahi baat mere bachon ki toh unko mere khelon ka pahle se hi pata hai ke main kin khelon se apna dil bahlati aayi hoon."
Miss Kiran ke aise jawab ka Hamza ko zara bhi ummeid nahi thi lekin wo bhi ab peeche hatne ke liye taiyyar nahi tha. "Waah.., toh kya main aur Arsalan aapke saath ek khel khelein, maza ajayega." Usne baghair kisi jhijak ke kehdiya.
"Nahi, mere bachhey meri harkaton se naraz hi rahte hain, wo kabhi mere in khelon mein shamil nahi hote. Lekin ab unhe in sabki aadat si hone lagi hai." Miss Kiran ne samjha kar kaha.
Hamza ne aagey barh kar Miss Kiran ke honth choom liye, Miss Kiran bhi Hamza ka saath diya usme.
"Toh phir kab aaoge apni ustad ki khidmath guzari ke liye?" Miss Kiran ne ek baar phir apni hasrat zahir ki.
Hamza muskuraya aur Kiran ki bhari gaand dabate hue kaha, "Ji.., Main toh abhi chal loon aapke saath lekin ghar par Karachi se mehman aye hue hain, ab kuch din shayad coaching ki bhi chhutti lagani pade."
Darwaze ki jheeni darar se Arsalan ko aate dekh Kiran ne Hamza ko door kiya aur jhooti daant lagate hue kaha, "Tumhari in lambi chhuttion se class ka mahol kharab hora hai, aur tum phir se chhutti maangne chale aaye, lagta hai mujhe tumhare abbu se tumhari shikayat lagani padegi. Bolo kitne ab aaqri baar kitne din ki chhuti chahiye? Iske baad tumhe koi chhutti nahi milegi"
Tabtak Arsalan bhi class mein dakhil hochuka tha. Hamza bhi baat ko samjhte hue kaha "Miss ye Aakhri baar hai bas do din aur."
"Theek hai, yaad rakhna tumhe in chhuttion ki bharpayi mere ghar extra class se karni hogi." Miss Kiran ne rukhe andaz mein kaha aur apna bad Arsalan ko thama kar bahar ko nikal gayi.
Hamza bhi muskurate hue apne raaste nikal gaya.
Scene 4: Guest House Ka Zehni Tanaav Aur Khamosh Kashmakash
Bilal ne jhatke se guest house ka darwaza khola. Uska chehra gusse aur adhure jinsi tanaav se laal ho rakha tha, aur pants ke andar uska 8-inch ka lund abhi bhi lohe ki tarah akra hua tha. Darwaza khulte hi samne Zoya aur Farah khadi thin, magar un dono ki halat dekh kar Bilal ke hosh ud gaye. Dono ke chehre uday hue thay, aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa gham aur sangeen khamoshi thi.
"Bhaiya..." Zoya ne bas itna kaha aur bina Bilal ki taraf dekhe dhere se apne kamre ke andar dakhil ho gayi. Farah ne bhi apni nazrein jhukaye hue Zoya ke peeche peeche wo bhi usee kamre mein chali gayi, uske hath abhi bhi halkay se kaanp rahe thay.
Shamim idhar apne kamre ke andar bister par thodi der pehle ke is adhure khel ki wajah se haanp rahi thin.
Unhone jaldbazi mein apni malmal ki shalwar toh upar kar li thi, magar unki gori raano par abhi bhi Bilal ke hathon ke surkh nishan 
aur unki kasee hui 36C mammon par dhki qameez par paseene ki chamak saaf thi.
Shamim ne darr kar apni betiyon ko ghar ke andar aate dekha, unhe laga ke shayad unka aur unke bete ka yeh ghaleez khel pakda gaya hai.
Magar abtak kisi ne kisi se ek lafz bhi nahi kaha. Ek ajeeb, bhari aur dum-ghotne wali khamoshi poore guest house mein chha gayi.
Zoya seedhi bathroom ki taraf badh gayi aur andar ja kar darwaza lock kar diya. Usne jhatke se shower chala diya taake paani ke shor mein uske dimaag ka toofan chhup sake.
Zoya ne nangi hokar aaine mein khud ko dekha, uske zehan mein baar-baar apni saheli Nida ka wo 'kutti' banna aur uske sage baap ka peeche se uski choot mein jaandaar dhakke maarna ghum raha tha. Nida ke abbu ke pichware par marne wale thappad ki aawaz Phat... phat... phat... Zoya ke kaano mein gunj rahi thi. Usne sharm aur hawas ke mile-jule jazbaat se apni dono unglion ko apni hi geeli choot mein daal diya aur siskari lene lagi.
Uska dimaag sunn tha ke ek baap aur beti ke darmiyan aisi haivaniyat kaise mumkin hai, magar andar hi andar un sonchon ne uski apni hawas ko bhi jaga diya tha.
Baahar kamre mein, Farah bister ke ek kone par khamosh baith gayi. Uska zehan bhi usi manzar ke bojh se daba hua tha.
Usne dhere se uth kar saamne ke kamre ke bister par lete Bilal ki taraf dekha. Bilal gusse mein ceiling ko ghur raha tha aur uski pants ke andar ubhra hua wo lund ka lamba nakhsh Farah ki nazron se chhup nahi saka.
Nida ke abbu ka wo mota lund yaad karte hi, Farah ne dhere se apna hont danto mein dabaya.
Uske andar pehli baar apne sage bhai Bilal ke liye ek ajeeb aur mamnoo (forbidden) jinsi kashish ne angdai li. Wo sochne lagi ke kya mard aur aurat ke darmiyan har rishta baahar se parsa aur andar se aisa hi nanga hota hai?
Apne bister par baithi Shamim bhi apni dono betiyon ke is ajeeb rukh ko dekh kar andar hi andar kashmakash mein thin. Wo baar-baar Bilal ki taraf dekhtin jiska tanaav abhi kam nahi hua tha. Ghar mein charo jism mojood thay, sab ke dimaag mein gunah, hawas aur darr ka ek hi samandar chal raha tha, magar baahar sirf ek sangeen aur khofnaak khamoshi thi. Kisi ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi ke wo pehla lafz bole, kyunke har koi apne andar ek ajeeb raaz ka bojh liye baitha tha.
Kuch der baad Zoya naha kar nikli.
Usne sirf ek safed towel lapeta hua tha jo uske gore jism par kas kar baitha hua tha. Uske geele baal kandhon par bikhre hue thay aur towel ke upar se uske ubhre hue mammon ka ubhaar saaf dikhai de raha tha.
Farah bister par baithi thi. Jaise hi Zoya bahar aayi, wo jhatt se darwaza lock kar uske paas aa gayi. Usne Zoya ka haath pakda aur dheere se kamre ke bister par baitha diya.
"Zoya Baji..." Farah ki awaaz kaanpti hui thi. "Hum... humne jo dekha... wo sach tha na? Nida baji... unke abbu... unhe... itni zor-zor se..."
Zoya ne towel ko aur kas kar lapeta aur gehri saans li. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi wohi manzar ghum raha tha. "Haan Farah... bilkul sach tha. Main apni aankhon par yaqeen nahi kar pa rahi thi. Nida... jo hamesha itni shareef aur parsa banti thi... wo apne baap ke saamne kutti bani hui thi. Aur uska baap... kitni haivaniyat se chhi... haay tauba... (uski choot mein dhakke maar raha tha.) Wo awaaz (Phat... phat... phat... ki awaaz) abhi bhi mere kaano mein goonj rahi hai."
Farah ne apne hoth danto mein daba liye. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thin. "Baji... mujhe toh abhi bhi yaqeen nahi ho raha. Bahar se itni achhi ladki... aur andar se... apne hi baap ke saath. (apne hi baap ke lund ke aagey jhoom rahi thi.) Aur wo cheekhein... ('Abbu zor se... faad do meri choot'... ) main toh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki aisa ho sakta hai."
Zoya ne Farah ki taraf dekha. Dono behno ke beech ek ajeeb si kashmakash chal rahi thi. Zoya ne dheere se kaha, "Farah... sach bata. Jab tu dekh rahi thi... tujhe kya mehsoos hua? Sirf ghin... ya kuch aur bhi?"
Farah ka chehra laal ho gaya. Usne nazrein jhuka li aur halki awaaz mein boli, "Baji... pehle toh bohot ghin aayi aur darr bhi laga. Magar phir jo ab sonch rahi hoon toh... (jab uska baap uski bund par thappad maar raha tha aur Nida cheekh rahi thi...) mera dil zor se dhadakne laga hai. Mujhe.... wahan... ni.. neechey.... geela-geela mehsoos horaha hai. Main sochne lagi ke kya hamare ghar mein bhi aisa kuch...?" Usne thartharaati awaaz mein jumla adhoora hi chhod diya.
Zoya ne uska haath kas ke pakda. "Chup kar Farah! Yeh sochna bhi gunah hai. Lekin... sach bataun toh mujhe bhi ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Nida ka baap itna mazboot tha... aur Nida uske aagey (lund ke aagey) kitni bechaini se jhool rahi thi. Mujhe apne aap par sharm aa rahi hai... lekin mere andar bhi kuch jag raha hai."
Dono behnein kuch der chup rahin. Phir Farah ne dheere se kaha, "Baji... kya hum Ammi se ya Bhaiya se is baare mein kuch kahenge?"
Zoya ne sar hilaya. "Nahi. Abhi kuch mat bol. Yeh hamara raaz rahega. Lekin... yeh dekh kar mera dil Bilal Bhai aur Ammi ke rishte ko lekar aur zyada sochne laga hai. Kya sach mein har rishta andar se aisa hi hota hai?"
Farah ne Zoya ke kandhe par sarr rakh diya. Dono behnein ek dusre se lipat kar baithi rahin, unke zehan mein Nida ka nanga manzar aur apne ghar ki sulagti aag dono saath-saath chal rahe thay.
Bahari dalaan mein Shamim aur Bilal abhi bhi alag-alag baithe the. Adhura khel, naye raaz aur khamosh kashmakash... sab kuch ek bhaari sannaate mein lapeta hua tha.
Episode 39 Khatam
Cliffhanger: Kya Shamim Banu apni betiyon ke is badle hue rang ko samajh payengi? Zoya aur Farah ki ye sangeen kashmakah unhe apne hi sage bhai Bilal ke lund ki taraf dhakel degi? Kya Hamza 'extra class' ke bahane Miss Kiran ke ghar Arsalan aur Falak ki mojoodgi mein ustad aur shagird ka koi naya khel shuru kar payegaga?
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