Chapter 5
Arc 1 – Scene 6: Abdul’s First Spying + Phone Cloning
Raat kaafi gehri ho chuki thi. Ghar mein sabko neend aa chuki thi, sirf ceiling fan ki halki si awaaz aur bahar barish ki boondein hi sunai de rahi thi. Abdul apne bed par leta hua tha, lekin uski aankhein khuli thi. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi jo usko sone nahi de rahi thi.
Usne phone uthaya. Battery low thi. Rudra ka last message abhi bhi screen par tha — “Teri Ammi bahut acchi hai dost… dhyaan rakhna uska.” Abdul ne message delete kar diya, lekin woh baat dimag se nahi nikal rahi thi.
Woh utha aur dheere se darwaza khola. Ghar mein andhera tha. Sirf drawing room ki corner wali zero bulb jal rahi thi. Abdul paaon nok par rakhte hue apne parents ke bedroom ki taraf badha. Roshandaan — woh chhota sa window jo uske room aur parents ke room ko jodta tha — uske paas pahunch kar woh ruk gaya.
Andar light halki si thi. Rafat bed par baithi hui thi. Dupatta abhi bhi sar par tha, lekin thoda sarka hua. Woh apne haathon se kuch soch rahi thi. Uski moti gaand bed par dab rahi thi, salwar suit ka kameez uske bhari choochiyon par tight pada hua tha. Parvez Abbu uske paas soye hue the, thake hue chehre ke saath.
Abdul ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Yeh pehli baar tha jab woh aise chhup kar apni Ammi ko dekh raha tha. Usne apna phone nikaala aur dheere se recording on kar diya — sirf dekne ke liye, kuch aur nahi.
Rafat ne ek gehri saans li aur khud se hi dheere se boli, “Kya ho raha hai mujhe… yeh ladka itna helpful kyun hai? Parvez toh kabhi itna nahi karta…”
Uski awaaz mein ek halki si bechaini thi. Woh uthi, almari kholi aur apna purana hijab nikaal kar dekha. Usne mirror ke saamne khade hokar dupatta theek kiya, apne jism ko dekha aur halke se saas chori.
Abdul ka haath kaanp raha tha. Usne phone ko roshandaan ke paas rakha aur recording continue rakhi. Ammi ka woh simple, shareef look — dupatta, salwar suit, haya bhari ada — usko ek ajeeb si feeling de raha tha.
Tabhi uska phone vibrate hua. Rudra ka message tha.
“Kal college mein milte hain. Aur haan… teri Ammi ka number hai kya? Emergency ke liye maang raha.”
Abdul ka dil ruk sa gaya. Usne jaldi se message delete kiya. Phir socha… socha… aur akhir mein ek decision le liya.
Woh apne room mein wapas aaya. Phone cloning app download kiya jo usne college ke ek dost se suna tha. Process simple tha. Usne Ammi ka phone jo hall me charging pe laga hua tha uthaya aur cloning start kar diya.
Screen par progress bar chal raha tha. Abdul bed par baith gaya, haath mein apna chhota lund tha, lekin usne kuch nahi kiya. Sirf soch raha tha.
Yeh galat hai… Ammi ko aise dekhna… unka number clone karna… lekin Rudra… woh sach mein madad kar raha hai na?
Cloning complete ho gayi. Ab Abdul ke phone par Rafat ka pura WhatsApp, messages, calls — sab kuch mirror ho chuka tha.
Us raat Abdul ne pehli baar Ammi ke purane chats dekhe. Sirf family wale messages the. Khala se baatein, Parvez se purane “aap” wale messages. Koi galat baat nahi.
Lekin phir bhi uske dil mein ek dar aur ek ajeeb si excitement dono the.
Bahari barish ab bhi chal rahi thi. Abdul ne roshandaan ki taraf ek aur nazar maari. Rafat ab so chuki thi. Uski saansen dheemi aur bhari hui.
Abdul ne phone side par rakh diya aur sochne laga — yeh sab kahan ja raha hai?
Chapter 5 Complete.
