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**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 40(Part-2): Paani Ka Kamaal
Episode 40(Part-2): Paani Ka Kamaal
Scene 4: Haveli Ka Apna Parlour Aur Maa Ka Tajruba
Lahore ki us aalishan haveli ke andar is waqt shaam ke dhalte andhere mein ek ajeeb sa tanaav aur garmi chhaayi hui thi. Karachi se Shamim Banu, Bilal aur uski dono behnon (Zoya-Farah) ne kisi bhi waqt haveli pohanch jana tha, isliye haveli mein tayyariyan apne aakhri marhale mein thin. Naseem Begum aur Saima ne milkar ghar ka kona-kona saaf karwaya tha aur khane ka silsila bhi set ho chuka tha.
Magar abhi mehmano ke aane mein thoda waqt baaki tha, aur ghar ki aurtein (Maa-Betiyan) apne aap ko sanwarne aur chamkaane ka soch rahi thin. College aur baahar ke kaamon se farigh hokar Ayesha aur Hira bhi ghar laut chuki thin.
Naseem Begum ke bade aur aalishan bedroom mein AC poori raftar par chal raha tha. Kamre ka mahool bohot rangeen tha kyunke chaaron aurtein—Naseem Begum, Saima, aur abhi-abhi lautne wali Ayesha aur Hira—wahan mojood thin. Unke jismon par din bhar ki thakan thi, magar chehron par apne mehmano ke samne sab se behtar aur haseen dikhne ka junoon tha.
Hamza, jo ab is haveli ka jawan aur gathila mard ban chuka tha, wo bhi ghar laut chuka tha aur apne kamre mein mojood tha. Usne fil waqt sirf ek banyan aur shorts pehna hua tha, jiske andar uska mardana jism saaf jhalak raha tha.
"Ammi, kitchen aur baqi saare intezamaat toh mukammal hain... magar dhoop aur dhool ki wajah se chehra bilkul be-ronaq ho raha hai," Hira ne bister par baithte hue apni kurti ka dupatta hataya aur dhere se kaha. "Kuch hi der mein Khala (Shamim) aur Bilal Bhai ne pohanch jana hai. Main toh soch rahi thi thoda facial hi kara loon."
Ayesha ne bhi aaine mein apna chehra dekhte hue aah bhari, "Haan Hira, sahi keh rahi ho. Mera chehra bhi bilkul dull lag raha hai. Magar abhi parlour jaane ka waqt kahan hai? Wo log toh bas aate hi honge."
Naseem Begum, jo bister ke sirhane tikh kar baithi thin, unke labon par ek chalaki bhari chulbuli muskurahat daud gayi. Unhone Saima ki taraf dekha, jo cupboard se kuch naye kapde nikal rahi thi, "Parlour jaane ki kya zaroorat hai, meri laadliyon?" Naseem Begum ne nehayat hi besharmi se muskurate hue dbi aawaz mein kaha. "Ghar mein itna jawan aur asli mard mojood hai, jo dunya ka sab se mehanga aur qudrati 'cream' muft mein deta hai. Kyun Saima?... tu upar ja aur apne bhai Hamza ko neeche bula la."
Naseem Begum ki is khuli aur besharam baat par Ayesha aur Hira ka jism jhatke se kaanp utha, unke chehron par pehle toh chaunkne jaise ta'assurat dikhe lekin phir ek garam jinsi thartharahat daud gayi. Saima jo subah se garam hui baithi thi, kapde rakhte hue jhatke se peechhe mud kar dekha, uski jawan choot mein fauran geelapan aane laga.
Saima ne fauran samajhte hue upar ke kamre ki taraf rukh kiya aur Hamza ko neeche se hi zor ki aawaz laga di. Awaz sunkar Hamza neeche Naseem ke kamre mein pahoncha, "Haan Ammi, kya baat hai? Mujhe kyun bulaya?" Hamza ne muskurate hue poocha.
"Hamza... Dekho zara apni teeno behnon ko (Saima, Ayesha aur Hira), inka chehra din bhar ki bhag-daur aur kaam-kaaj se be-ronaq ho raha hai. Inhe tere us khaas mardana 'maal' ka facial chahiye taake inke chehre chamak uthein," Naseem Begum ne nehayat besharmi se kaha. "Kyun Hamza? Tumhara kya khayal hai? Mehmano ke aane se pehle apni teeno behno Saima, Ayesha aur Hira ka facial kar unka chehra chamkaane ke liye tumhara maal taiyar hai?"
Hamza ne aik shatirana muskurahat ke sath apna hath neeche kiya aur shorts ke upar se hi apne us lohe jaise akre hue lund ko zor se masal diya. "Ammi, aap hukam karein aur mera maal taiyar na ho, aisa ho sakta hai? Meri in pyari behno ke gore chehron ko chamkaane ke liye, is lund ka fawwara abhi ubalne ke liye taiyar hai."
Hamza bina koi lihaaz kiye kamre ke bilkul beech mein nanga hokar khada tha. Usne apne shorts ko ek jhatke se neeche sarkaaya, aur uska 8-inch ka kala, mota aur ragon se bhara hua lund jhatke khata hua baahar nikal aaya.
Uska topa is qadar surkh aur gathila tha ke use dekh kar hi kamre mein hawas ka sannaata chha gaya.
"Chalo Saima... Ayesha, Hira... jaldi se aao. Mehmano ke aane se pehle tum teeno ke chehre is mardana maal se chamakne chahiye," Naseem Begum ne mardana haq ki tarah hukam diya.
Ayesha aur Hira ne ek-doosre ki taraf dekha. Unke dilon mein apne hi bhai ke samne is tarah besharam hone ki khwahish toh thi, magar Hamza ke us bhayanak aur mote lund ko dekh kar unke andar ki hawas ki aag aur bhi tez ho rahi thi. Dono ne dhere-dheere apni kurtiyon ke button khole aur unhe sarka diya. Saima pehle se hi garmi mein thi, usne bhi apni kameez utar kar bister par phenk di.
Ayesha ne jhat se apni Ammi ki taraf dekha, "Ammi, aap khud aage kyun nahi aati? Aap ko nahi karwana?"
Naseem Begum ne haste hue jawab diya, "Nahi meri jaan, main pehle hi naha chuki hoon aur ab mujhe dobara nahane ka koi mood nahi hai. Yeh maza aaj tum teeno hi lo."
Ab kamre mein teen nangi chhaatiyan aur gore chehre Hamza ke us khade lund ke gird daira banaye baithe thay.
Hamza ne bina waqt zaya kiye apne lund ko muthi mein jakhda aur use tez-tez upar-neeche ragadna shuru kiya.
Uska maqsad tha ke jhatpat maal nikal kar teeno ke chehron par phenk de. Uska mota lund safed jhaag chhodne laga tha. Saima, Ayesha aur Hira ne apne chehre aage kiye hue thay, unki aankhein band thin aur saansein garm thin.
Hamza ne pehle Saima ke gore chehre par apne lund ka topa ragda,
phir Ayesha ki gori naazuk gaalon
aur Hira ke honton par us garm latth ko pisa.
Un teeno ne bina chhue, sirf apne chehron ko us mote lund ke aage pesh kiya, jaise koi raseela garm massage chal raha ho. Magar kafi der tak ragadne ke baad bhi, Hamza ka maal nikalne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Uska lund lohe ki tarah akra hua toh tha, magar khalaas nahi ho raha tha. Hamza ke chehre par paseena aane laga.
"Kya hua Hamza? Itna waqt lag raha hai? Gari kisi bhi waqt aati hi hogi," Naseem Begum ne bister ke sirhane se kamre ke is manzar ko dekhte hue thoda be-chain hokar kaha.
"Ammi... akra bohot hai, magar nikal nahi raha," Hamza ne hanpate hue kaha.
Naseem Begum se ab sabr nahi hua. Bete ka wo akra hua 8-inch ka mota lund dekh kar unke andar ki hawas ubalne lagi. Wo bina koi parwah kiye, bister ke thoda aage khiskin aur teeno betiyon ke beech mein se jagah banati hui Hamza ke bilkul qareeb pohanch gayin.
Naseem Begum ne bina kisi lihaaz ke Hamza ke us mote, lohe jaise lund ko apne dono gore hathon mein thama.
Unhone apni gardan neeche ki aur Hamza ke us surkh tope ko poori tarah apne mooh ke andar daboojh liya!
"Ufffff... Ammi... ahhh!" Hamza ke mooh se ek jaandaar mardana siskari nikal gayi jab uski apni sagee maa ne uske lund par apna garm aur geela mooh chalana shuru kiya.
Naseem Begum ne aik junooni bhara chopa lagana shuru kar diya. Unka mooh Hamza ke mote lund par upar-neeche itni tezi aur shiddat se chal raha tha ke lund ki ragon mein khoon ka doran paagal ho gaya. Teeno behnein (Saima, Ayesha aur Hira) hosh uda dene wali aankhon se apni hi Ammi ko apne bhai ka lund is tarah junoon mein chooste hue dekh rahi thin,
jisse unki apni phuddiyan pani chhodne lagin. Saima toh apne shohar Bilal ke aane se pehle hi apne bhai ke is manzar par geeli ho rahi thi.
Naseem Begum ne lund ko jhaag se bhar diya. Sirf char se panch jaandaar aur gehre jhatke maarne ke baad hi Hamza ka jism akadne laga, uski raanein kaanpne lagin.
"Ammi!!! Nikal raha hai... nikal raha hai!" Hamza zor se ghurraya.
Naseem Begum ka dimaag bilkul chaukanna tha. Unhe pata tha ke yeh maal betiyon ke facial ke liye hai.
Unhone jhatke se apna mooh Hamza ke lund se nikaala aur poori tarah se peechhe hatt gayin!
Pichkkk! Pichkkk! Pichkkk
Mooh se nikalte hi Hamza ke mote tope se gaadha, garm aur latedar sufaid mani (semen) ke fawware fatihaana andaz mein baahar chhoote. Pehla garam dhabba seedha Saima ki baayein gaal aur aankh ke paas ja gira. Doosra jaandaar jhatka lagte hi garam maal Ayesha ke naak aur surkh honton par bikhra, aur teesra raseela qatrah Hira ke thhodi (chin) aur cleavage par behne laga. Hamza ne lagatar jhatke maare aur uska sufaid mardana maal un teeno behnon ke gore chehron par chemical cream ki tarah lipat gaya.
Naseem Begum peechhe baithi hui dbi aawaz mein hansi, "Chalo... ab jaldi se is qudrati cream ko apne chehron par mal lo, taake Karachi wale tumhein dekh kar dhang reh jayenge!"
Saima aur dono jawan behno ne bina sharm kiye, apne hi hathon se us garam mardana maal ko apne chehron par facial cream ki tarah malna aur failana shuru kar liya.
Saima ne apni ungliyon se maal ko apne honton par lagaya aur ek boond ko zuban se chaat liya.
"Ufff... bhai ka maal kitna garam aur lazzat bhara hai," Saima ne aankhein band karke kaha.
Ayesha aur Hira bhi apne chehron par maal faila rahi thin, unke chehre surkh aur hawas se chamak rahe thay. Naseem Begum bister par baithi ye manzar dekh kar muskurati rahi.
Lekin maal chehron par lagate hi Saima ki hawas phir se ubal uthi. Use phir se apni kokh bharne ki khwahish yaad aagayi. Usne Hamza ka abhi bhi thoda sakht lund pakda aur use zor se hilate hue boli,
"Bhai... abhi toh sirf chehra chamka hai... Meri kokh mein tera bacha palne ke liye meri choot abhi bhi pyasi hai. Jaldi se kitchen slab par chal... ek quick fuck kar le, yahan karenge toh bistar kharab ho sakta hai."
Ayesha aur Hira hairani se dekhne lagin, lekin Saima ne unhe rok diya, "Tum dono yahin facial complete karo aur jaldi se taiyar ho jao. Main pehle apne aap ko thoda thanda kar leti hoon."
Naseem Begum ne fauri tok diya, "Saima! Pagal ho gayi hai kya? Abhi tere sasural wale aane hi wale hain. Kisi bhi waqt aa sakte hain aur tu chudwane ja rahi hai?"
Lekin Saima ne Ammi ki ek na suni. Usne Hamza ka haath pakda aur use kitchen ki taraf kheenchte hue boli, "Ammi, aap fikar mat karo. Bas 5 minute ka kaam hai. Pata nahi unke aane ke baad kab phir aisa mauqa milega. Main is aakhri chance ko haath se nahi jaane dungi."
Naseem ne peechhe se daantte hue kaha, "Saima... ruk ja besharam! Bilal aur Shamim log darwaze par honge aur tu yahan..."
Magar Saima ne bilkul bhi suna nahi. Wo Hamza ko kheench kar kitchen mein le gayi. Hamza bhi uski is bechaini dekh kar pagal ho chuka tha.
Kitchen slab par pahonchte hi Saima ne jhatke se apni salwar aur panty neeche ki aur slab par peeth ke bal let gayi. Usne apni taangein faila kar Hamza ko apne paas kheencha.
"Jaldi bhai... andar daal... meri choot bhar de jaldi se!" Saima ne haanpate hue kaha.
Hamza ne apna mota lund pakda aur ek hi jhatke mein Saima ki geeli choot mein poora ghusa diya.
"Ahhhhh... haan bhai... zor se... faadh de!" Saima ki cheekh nikal gayi.
Hamza ne kitchen slab par usey pakad kar tezi se dhakke marne shuru kiye. Phat... phat... phat... ki tez awaazein kitchen mein goonj rahi thin. Saima ne apne dono paon Hamza ki kamar par kas liye aur usey aur andar khincha.
Naseem Begum kitchen ke darwaze par khadi unhe rokne ki koshish kar rahi thi, "Saima... bas kar ab! Koi aa gaya toh?"
Saima ne haivaniyat se dhakke lete hue jawab diya, "Aane do Ammi... ab ruk nahi sakta... aaahhh... Hamza zor se maar... meri choot ko tere lund se bhar de!"
Hamza ne Saima ke mammon ko pakad kar zor se masalte hue aur tez dhakke maare. Sirf 2-3 minute mein Saima ka jism akad gaya aur wo zor se farigh ho gayi.
Hamza ne bhi jaldi hi apni goliyon ka bacha kucha apna maal uski choot ke andar chhod diya.
Dono haanpate hue ek dusre se alag hue. Saima ne jaldi se apni salwar upar ki aur Naseem ki taraf dekhte hue sharmate hue boli, "Ab khush? Ab main taiyar hoon mere shohar ke isteqbal ke liye."
Naseem ne sir hilate hue muskuraya, "Besharam... chal ab jaldi se fresh ho ja." Aur Hamza ko bhi pyar se uski gaand par thapki dete hue apna huliya sahi karne bhaga diya.
Scene 5: Islamabad Ka Set — Baap Bete Ki Chalaki Aur Khufia Call
Islamabad ke ek aalishan 5-star hotel ke suite mein AC ki sarsarahat ke beech Rashid Sahab aur unka beta Usman aamne-saamne baithe thay. Dono raat ke khane se farigh hokar apni apni chay ke ghoont laga rahe the, saamne business files bikhri hui thin. Lahore ki haveli mein jahan hawas ka khel chal raha tha, wahan Islamabad mein yeh dono baap-bete apne karobar ki ek-ek aami aur vaqaar ko bachane mein masroof thay.
Rashid Sahab ne aik lamba ghoont liya aur thodi fikarmandi se Usman ki taraf dekha, "Usman... baatein toh sab apni jagah, magar mujhe yeh batao ke Malik Sahab wali deal kahan tak pohanchi hai? Waqt kam hai hamare paas."
Usman ne thoda muskurate hue apna cup table par rakha, "Abbu, aap fikar mat karein. Deal bilkul aakhri marhale mein hai. Malik Sahab ko gherne ke liye jo jaal humne bichhaya tha, wo poori tarah kaam kar raha hai."
Rashid Sahab ne apna chashma (glasses) sahi kiya, "Aur wo Omer? Us par kitna bharosa kiya ja sakta hai? Aisa na ho ke wo hamara hi patta kaat de."
"Omer hoshiyar aadmi hai, Abbu," Usman ne chalaki se aankh maarte hue kaha. "Wo janta hai ke agar yeh deal kamyab hui toh usey kya milega. Wo Malik Sahab ka sab se khaas hai, magar is waqt namak hamara kha raha hai."
Rashid Sahab ne apna cup table par rakhte hue thoda rangeen mizaj mein mazaq kiya, "Chalo, Omer ka toh theek hai... magar wo jo tumhari secretary hai, Kinza... uske sath tumhara kya chakkar chal raha hai? Kab se chal raha hai yeh sab?"
Usman ne baap ke is mazaq par ek gehri saans li aur thoda muskuraya, "Abbu, aap se kya chhupana. Kinza ke sath mein jismani taalluq pichle ek saal se hai. Wo sirf secretary nahi hai, meri har zaroorat bhi poori karti hai, aur samjhiye ke yahan ki meri aankh aur kaan hai."
Rashid Sahab ka chehra achanak thoda sanjeeda aur fikarmand ho gaya, "Dekho Usman, mard ho, rang-raliyan apni jagah... magar kya is jismani taalluq se tumhari professional life ya hamari social image ko koi khatra toh nahi? Aaj kal ke daur mein aisi cheezein baahar aa jayein toh dunya thoo-thoo karti hai."
Usman ne nehayat sukoon aur chalaki se jawab diya, "Aap bilkul be-fikar rahein, Abbu jaan. Kinza koi aam ladki nahi hai. Wo janti hai ke uski hadd kya hai. Aur sab se badi baat... wo is deal mein hamara sab se bada mohra (pawn) hai. Malik Sahab jaise sarki hue budhhe ko thanda karne ke liye Kinza is waqt wahan wahi kaam kar rahi hai jo koi aur nahi kar sakta. Wo apne kirdar mein chahe jaisi bhi ho lekin apne kaam mein bahot imandaar hai."
Rashid Sahab ne itmeenan se sar hilaya, "Chalo, agar aisa hai toh abhi status jaan ne ke liye call karo usey."
Usman ne jhat se apna phone nikala aur Kinza ka number milaya. Bell jaati rahi, magar wahan se koi jawab nahi mila. Usman ne thoda jhunjhula kar phone kaata, "Jawab nahi de rahi... lagta hai kahin busy hai."
Phir Usman ne bina waqt zaya kiye Omer ko call lagayi aur fauran phone ka Speaker ON kar diya taake Rashid Sahab bhi sun sakein.
Do-teen bell ke baad Omer ne call uthai, "Hello, Assalam-o-Alaikum Usman Bhai!"
"Walaikum Assalam, Omer! Kya chal raha hai wahan? Deal ka kya status hai?" Usman ne thoda bechaini mein hi poocha.
Omer ne baahar aakar dabi aawaz mein batana shuru kiya, "Usman Bhai, aap fikar mat karein. Saara official aur paper-work mukammal ho chuka hai. Maine poore staff ko handle karke saare final papers ready karwa liye hain... Magar..." Omer thoda ruka.
"Magar kya, Omer? Saaf bolo," Usman ne Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekhte hue poocha.
Omer ne aawaz aur halki ki, "Bhai, Malik Sahab ka mood abhi tak poori tarah sahi nahi hua tha. Un mein thodi narazgi baqi thi, wo sign karne mein nakhre kar rahe thay. Magar aap be-fikar rahein... Kinza is waqt wahan unhi ke cabin mein unki wahi narazgi mitane mein busy hai. Poori jaan laga rahi hai wo."
Usman ke labon par ek shatirana muskurahat aayi, usne baap ko dekha jo sukoon ki saans le rahe thay. "Chalo behtar hai. Toh kab tak umeed rakhein?"
"Usman Bhai, aapko mera bharosa hai. Kal subah tak main aapko khushkhabri de dunga aur Malik Sahab se aapki final meeting fix karwa dunga jahan sirf signature honge," Omer ne yaqeen dilaya.
"Shabaash Omer, apna khayal rakhna," Usman ne keh kar call kaat di. Omer se call katne ke baad, phone table par rakhte hue Usman ne shatirana muskurahat ke sath baap ki taraf dekha.
Rashid Sahab ne aik sukoon ki saans li, "Wah! Iska matlab kal hamara kaam ho jayega. Chalo, Kinza tumhare saath wafaadar bhi aur apne kaam mein mahir aur imaandaar bhi hai toh Malik Sahab ka gussa toh thanda hona hi tha."
Usman ne chashni bhari muskurahat ke sath apna cup uthaya aur baap ko chhedte hue bola, "Abbu... aap meri fikar toh bohot karte hain ke meri secretary se meri image kharab na ho jaye... Magar zara apna batayein? Lagta hai aapko asal mein Lahore ki yaad aarahi hai jahan aapki biwi aur betiyon ka husn aapke zahen ko bechain kar raha hai!, aur ab Karachi se aapki 'badi saali' aur samdhan Shamim Khala bhi aa rahi hain, Saima Aapi bata rahi thin ke Bilal bhai ne unpar bhi jaal daal rakha hai....toh phir kya irada hai aapka.... Aap apni qismat nahi aazmana chahenge?"
Rashid Sahab ne jab bete ke mooh se apni hi saali Shamim aur apne bhatije Bilal ke is khufia rishte ki baat suni, toh unki aankhon mein jhatke se ek tharki aur hairat-bhari chamak daud gayi. Unhone apna cup table par rakha aur peeth peechhe tikate hue ek besharam hansi hanse. "Oye badmash! Apne baap se mazaq karta hai?..." Unhone haste hue Usman ke kandhe par thapki di, "par kya sach mein Bilal ne ye kar liya hai?"
Usman ne raseeli hansi hanste hue kaha, "Aag toh woh laga chuke hain par kamyabi hui ya nahi mujhe khabar nahi hai, agar kamyab nahi hue toh Bilal upar apni biwi Saima ko sambhale, aur aap neeche Ammi aur Shamim Khala dono ko ek sath lita kar unki purani aag bujhayein, toh phir kya irada hai?"
"Kyun nahi! Is umar mein bhi agar do behno ka ek sath maza mil jaye, toh zindagi ka lutf hi kuch aur hai," Rashid Sahab ne apna chashma uthate hue nehayat besharmi se kaha. "Chalo, ab jahan sab set hai, toh zara tumhari Ammi ko phone milao, dekhein haveli mein Bilal aur Shamim log pohanche ya nahi... aur thoda us se bhi poochein ke wo wahan kis ke sath apni garmi nikal rahi hai."
Usman ne haste hue apni Ammi (Naseem Begum) ka number milaya aur phone Speaker ON karke Rashid Sahab ke samne rakh diya.
Lahore haveli ke baramde mein, abhi-abhi kitchen ka khel khatam karke Saima ko fresh hone bhejne ke baad Naseem Begum apni saansein bahal kar rahi thin ke unka phone baja. Shohar ka number dekh kar unhone dil mein socha, "Budhha pata nahi Islamabad mein kya paka raha hai." Unhone phone uthaya.
"Hello, Assalam-o-Alaikum," Naseem Begum ne nehayat aaraam se aur thodi raseeli aawaz mein kaha.
"Walaikum Assalam, Naseem! Kaisi ho? Main aur Usman Islamabad mein hain, bas deal aakhri marhale mein hai," Rashid Sahab ne bhari aawaz mein kaha. "Yeh batao ke Lahore mein kya hal-chal hain? Karachi se tumhari baji Shamim aur hamara damaad Bilal waghaira pohanche ya nahi?"
Naseem Begum apne kamre ki aur jaate hue bade sukoon se kaha, "Haan, bilkul sahi waqt par phone kiya aapne. Wo log Karachi se nikal kar raste mein Multan mein ek raat guzar kar aaye hain, isliye thoda time lag gaya. Bas abhi abhi baat hui hai meri unse, kuch hi der mein pahonchne wale hain. Haveli mein maine unke liye khane aur rehne ka saara intezam pehle hi mukammal kar diya tha. Aap bilkul be-fikar rahein."
Rashid Sahab ne shararat se muskurate hue phone ke aur qareeb hokar kaha, "Chalo bohot achha hua... Magar Naseem, tumhari aawaz thodi bhaari lag rahi hai? Saansein kyun phool rahi hain tumhari? Kahin mere aur Usman ke bagair haveli mein akele-akele apne aap ko thanda toh nahi kar rahi thi? Ya phir Hamza ne apni Ammi ki thakan door ki hai aaj?"
Naseem Begum, jo abhi-abhi Hamza ka 8-inch ka lund apne mooh mein lekar chopa maar chuki thin aur kitchen mein Saima ko chudwate hue dekh kar khud garam thi, unhone baat ko nehayat hi chalaki aur tanz ke sath ghumaya, "Haye haye... aapko toh bas har waqt wahi sujhata hai! Main yahan din bhar se kaam-kaj mein marr rahi hoon, ghar saaf karwaya hai... aur aapko meri saansein garm lag rahi hain? Agar itna hi fikar hai toh jaldi wapis aakar khud meri aur apni betiyon ke husn ki garmi jaanch karein na... ya phir wahan Islamabad mein Usman ke sath-sath aap bhi apne lund ko randiyon par thanda kar rahe hain?"
Naseem ke is jhatke par Rashid Sahab aur Usman dono aapas mein dekh kar buri tarah hanse. Rashid Sahab ne kaha, "Achha baba mazaq kar raha tha. Shamim ko mera salam dena aur kehna ke safar ke baad aaraam karein... aur haan, tum bhi zyada thakna mat, mere liye apni jaan bacha kar rakhna. Main kaam khatm hote hi kal raat tak wapis aata hoon."
"Ji zaroor, aap apna kaam karein aur ghar ki fikar chhod dein... yahan main sab 'sambhal' loongi," Naseem Begum ne nehayat shatirana andaz mein kaha aur phone rakh diya.
Phone rakhte hi Naseem Begum ke labon par ek gehri muskurahat aayi. Unhone mud kar bister par baithi Ayesha aur Hira ko dekha, jinke chehron par abhi bhi Hamza ka maal laga hua tha, aur daant kar boli, "Chalo gasthiyon, utho ab... jaldi se fresh ho jao... Karachi wale aane hi wale hain, apne dil ki murad toh poori karli ab kis cheez ka intezar hai?"
Ayesha aur Hira ne apni Ammi se gaali sun kar hansti hui apne apne kamro mein daud laga di aur khud ko sanwarne mein mashghool ho gayin.
Scene 6: Haveli Ka Aangan — Karachi Walon Ki Aamad Aur 'Paani' Ka Kamaal
Haveli ke bade aangan mein Honda Civic aakar ruki toh headlight ki roshni seedha baramde par padi.
Gaari ka engine band hote hi charo darwaze khule aur Shamim Banu aur unke bachhe baahar nikle.
Naseem Begum garm-joshi se muskurati hui sab se pehle aage badhin. "Aao, aao Shamim baji! Khairiyat se pohanch gayin aap," unhone apni badi behn Shamim Banu ko gale lagaya aur dono behno ne ek doosre ko garam-joshi se bheencha.
Iske baad Naseem ne apni dono bhanjiyon, Zoya aur Farah ko pyaar kiya aur unhe haveli ke andar aane ka rasta diya.
Hamza, jo ab tak apna huliya durust kar chuka tha, bade khuloos ke saath aage badha. Usne Bilal ke kareeb aakar use baahon mein bheencha, "Bilal bhai! Kaisa raha safar? Boht thak gaye honge aap log."
Bilal ne Hamza ke gathile jism ki mardana pakad ko mehsoos karte hue haste hue kaha, "Bas yaar Hamza, rasta lamba tha magar yahan pohanch kar thakan door ho gayi."
Itni der mein Saima bhi chamakti hui aage aayi.
Usne pehle apni saas (Shamim Khala) ke qadam chhue, phir apni dono nandon (Zoya-Farah) se gale mili. Aakhri mein wo apne shohar Bilal ke qareeb aayi aur uske gale lag gayi.
Bilal ne jab Saima ko bheencha, toh uske chehre par aane wali ajeeb si taazgi aur chamak ko dekh kar uski tharki nigahein thodi ghum gayin.
Ayesha aur Hira bhi sab se milne aage badhin. Sab se milne ke baad, Ayesha ne jhat se apni hone wali bhabhi Zoya ko baahon mein bhara aur uske kaan mein mazaqiya sargoshi ki, "Ufff... Zoya, tum toh pehle se bhi bohot zyada khoobsurat ho gayi ho... meri hone wali raseeli bhabhi!"
Zoya ne jab Ayesha ki yeh baat suni toh sharm se uski gaalein surkh ho gayin aur usne aahista se Ayesha ko kohni maari. Magar un sab ke beech, Farah abhi bhi thodi khoyi-khoyi aur thaki hui si lag rahi thi, jaise uske zahen mein kuch chal raha ho.
Kuch hi der mein sab log fresh hokar dining table par baithe. Khane ka intezam behtareen tha. Safar ki thakan ke baad sab ne pet bhar kar khana khaya aur phir haveli ke bade drawing room mein aakar sukoon se baith gaye.
Naseem Begum ki nigahein lagatar Farah par thin, jo aane ke baad se hi haveli ki aurton ko ajeeb be-chain nigahon se ghur rahi thi.
Naseem Begum ne muskura kar poocha, "Farah beta, kya baat hai? Tum tab se bohot be-chain dikh rahi ho? Khana pasand nahi aaya ya safar ki thakan zyada hai?"
Farah ne thoda jhijhakte hue, bohot hi masoomiyat se sab ke samne ek sawal daag diya, "Nahi Khala jaan, khana toh bohot lazeez tha... Magar main tab se ek cheez dekh kar hairan ho rahi hoon. Meri bhabhi Saima, aur ye dono behnein Ayesha aur Hira... in teeno ki shakal is waqt itni noorani aur chamakdar kaise ho rahi hai? Aisa lag raha hai jaise abhi-abhi koi mehanga facial karwaya ho. Aur Khala... aap bhi is umar mein itni haseen aur rangeen kaise ho gayi hain? Kya yeh yahan Lahore ke paani ka asar hai?"
Farah ka yeh masoom sawal sunte hi drawing room mein ek sannaata chha gaya. Naseem Begum, Saima, aur Ayesha ke honton ki muskurahat jhat se jamm gayi.
Magar Hira, jo abhi abhi Hamza ke us garm maal ka nasha dimaag mein liye be-khayali mein baithi thi, uske mooh se be-ikhtiyar nikal gaya - "Haan... sab 'paani' ka hi toh kamaal hai!"
Hira ke mooh se yeh jumla nikalte hi, Naseem Begum, Saima, Ayesha aur khud Hamza ne jhatke se apna sar ghumaya aur Hira ko nehayat hi tez, ghurti hui nigahon se dekha, jaise keh rahe hon,
"Pagal ladki, yeh kya bol gayi!" Hira ko foran apni ghalti ka ehsaas hua aur usne darr kar apni nazrein neeche kar leen.
Drawing room mein baqi log toh is double meaning baat ko samajh nahi paaye. Shamim Banu, Zoya aur Farah abhi bhi normal thin, unhe lag raha tha ke waqai Lahore ke peene ke paani ya mausam ki baat ho rahi hai.
Magar Bilal... jo khud ek number ka tharki aur is haveli ke mahol se waqif tha, usne jab Hira ke mooh se 'paani ka kamaal' suna aur phir ghar walon ke chehron par aane wala khauf aur tez nigahein dekhin, toh wo jhat se poori kahani taarh gaya. Usne ek gehri raseeli nigaah apni biwi Saima ke chamakte chehre par daali aur dil mein socha, "Achha... toh mere aane se pehle yahan kisi mard ke asli paani se chehre chamkaye gaye hain... aur yeh khiladi koi aur nahi, Hamza hi hai!"
Bilal ke labon par ek shaitani aur makhsoos muskurahat aagayi, jo is baat ka ishara thi ke ab haveli mein hawas ka khel aur dilchasp hone wala hai.
**Episode 40 Khatam**
Cliffhanger: Kya Bilal apni Ammi (Shamim) ke saath chal rahe khel ko ab aur tez karega? Kya Zoya aur Farah Nida ke raaz ko sambhal payengi ya unka zehni toofan ghar ki is sulagti aag ko naya mod de dega? Aur sabse bada sawal… kal subah uth kar kya naye raaz khulenge?
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Awesome writings bro
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Episode 40(Part - 2) aachuka hai. Sunday ka maza lijiye aur apni apni feedback zaroor dijiye.
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Thank you ji, naya episode bhi aachuka hai. Sunday ka maza lijiye aur feedback bhi dijiye.
Waah hamza k toh mahei hi ho gaye**Ghar Ki Aag**
Episode 40(Part-2): Paani Ka Kamaal
Scene 4: Haveli Ka Apna Parlour Aur Maa Ka Tajruba
Lahore ki us aalishan haveli ke andar is waqt shaam ke dhalte andhere mein ek ajeeb sa tanaav aur garmi chhaayi hui thi. Karachi se Shamim Banu, Bilal aur uski dono behnon (Zoya-Farah) ne kisi bhi waqt haveli pohanch jana tha, isliye haveli mein tayyariyan apne aakhri marhale mein thin. Naseem Begum aur Saima ne milkar ghar ka kona-kona saaf karwaya tha aur khane ka silsila bhi set ho chuka tha.
Magar abhi mehmano ke aane mein thoda waqt baaki tha, aur ghar ki aurtein (Maa-Betiyan) apne aap ko sanwarne aur chamkaane ka soch rahi thin. College aur baahar ke kaamon se farigh hokar Ayesha aur Hira bhi ghar laut chuki thin.
Naseem Begum ke bade aur aalishan bedroom mein AC poori raftar par chal raha tha. Kamre ka mahool bohot rangeen tha kyunke chaaron aurtein—Naseem Begum, Saima, aur abhi-abhi lautne wali Ayesha aur Hira—wahan mojood thin. Unke jismon par din bhar ki thakan thi, magar chehron par apne mehmano ke samne sab se behtar aur haseen dikhne ka junoon tha.
Hamza, jo ab is haveli ka jawan aur gathila mard ban chuka tha, wo bhi ghar laut chuka tha aur apne kamre mein mojood tha. Usne fil waqt sirf ek banyan aur shorts pehna hua tha, jiske andar uska mardana jism saaf jhalak raha tha.
"Ammi, kitchen aur baqi saare intezamaat toh mukammal hain... magar dhoop aur dhool ki wajah se chehra bilkul be-ronaq ho raha hai," Hira ne bister par baithte hue apni kurti ka dupatta hataya aur dhere se kaha. "Kuch hi der mein Khala (Shamim) aur Bilal Bhai ne pohanch jana hai. Main toh soch rahi thi thoda facial hi kara loon."
Ayesha ne bhi aaine mein apna chehra dekhte hue aah bhari, "Haan Hira, sahi keh rahi ho. Mera chehra bhi bilkul dull lag raha hai. Magar abhi parlour jaane ka waqt kahan hai? Wo log toh bas aate hi honge."
Naseem Begum, jo bister ke sirhane tikh kar baithi thin, unke labon par ek chalaki bhari chulbuli muskurahat daud gayi. Unhone Saima ki taraf dekha, jo cupboard se kuch naye kapde nikal rahi thi, "Parlour jaane ki kya zaroorat hai, meri laadliyon?" Naseem Begum ne nehayat hi besharmi se muskurate hue dbi aawaz mein kaha. "Ghar mein itna jawan aur asli mard mojood hai, jo dunya ka sab se mehanga aur qudrati 'cream' muft mein deta hai. Kyun Saima?... tu upar ja aur apne bhai Hamza ko neeche bula la."
Naseem Begum ki is khuli aur besharam baat par Ayesha aur Hira ka jism jhatke se kaanp utha, unke chehron par pehle toh chaunkne jaise ta'assurat dikhe lekin phir ek garam jinsi thartharahat daud gayi. Saima jo subah se garam hui baithi thi, kapde rakhte hue jhatke se peechhe mud kar dekha, uski jawan choot mein fauran geelapan aane laga.
Saima ne fauran samajhte hue upar ke kamre ki taraf rukh kiya aur Hamza ko neeche se hi zor ki aawaz laga di. Awaz sunkar Hamza neeche Naseem ke kamre mein pahoncha, "Haan Ammi, kya baat hai? Mujhe kyun bulaya?" Hamza ne muskurate hue poocha.
"Hamza... Dekho zara apni teeno behnon ko (Saima, Ayesha aur Hira), inka chehra din bhar ki bhag-daur aur kaam-kaaj se be-ronaq ho raha hai. Inhe tere us khaas mardana 'maal' ka facial chahiye taake inke chehre chamak uthein," Naseem Begum ne nehayat besharmi se kaha. "Kyun Hamza? Tumhara kya khayal hai? Mehmano ke aane se pehle apni teeno behno Saima, Ayesha aur Hira ka facial kar unka chehra chamkaane ke liye tumhara maal taiyar hai?"
Hamza ne aik shatirana muskurahat ke sath apna hath neeche kiya aur shorts ke upar se hi apne us lohe jaise akre hue lund ko zor se masal diya. "Ammi, aap hukam karein aur mera maal taiyar na ho, aisa ho sakta hai? Meri in pyari behno ke gore chehron ko chamkaane ke liye, is lund ka fawwara abhi ubalne ke liye taiyar hai."
Hamza bina koi lihaaz kiye kamre ke bilkul beech mein nanga hokar khada tha. Usne apne shorts ko ek jhatke se neeche sarkaaya, aur uska 8-inch ka kala, mota aur ragon se bhara hua lund jhatke khata hua baahar nikal aaya.
Uska topa is qadar surkh aur gathila tha ke use dekh kar hi kamre mein hawas ka sannaata chha gaya.
"Chalo Saima... Ayesha, Hira... jaldi se aao. Mehmano ke aane se pehle tum teeno ke chehre is mardana maal se chamakne chahiye," Naseem Begum ne mardana haq ki tarah hukam diya.
Ayesha aur Hira ne ek-doosre ki taraf dekha. Unke dilon mein apne hi bhai ke samne is tarah besharam hone ki khwahish toh thi, magar Hamza ke us bhayanak aur mote lund ko dekh kar unke andar ki hawas ki aag aur bhi tez ho rahi thi. Dono ne dhere-dheere apni kurtiyon ke button khole aur unhe sarka diya. Saima pehle se hi garmi mein thi, usne bhi apni kameez utar kar bister par phenk di.
Ayesha ne jhat se apni Ammi ki taraf dekha, "Ammi, aap khud aage kyun nahi aati? Aap ko nahi karwana?"
Naseem Begum ne haste hue jawab diya, "Nahi meri jaan, main pehle hi naha chuki hoon aur ab mujhe dobara nahane ka koi mood nahi hai. Yeh maza aaj tum teeno hi lo."
Ab kamre mein teen nangi chhaatiyan aur gore chehre Hamza ke us khade lund ke gird daira banaye baithe thay.
Hamza ne bina waqt zaya kiye apne lund ko muthi mein jakhda aur use tez-tez upar-neeche ragadna shuru kiya.
Uska maqsad tha ke jhatpat maal nikal kar teeno ke chehron par phenk de. Uska mota lund safed jhaag chhodne laga tha. Saima, Ayesha aur Hira ne apne chehre aage kiye hue thay, unki aankhein band thin aur saansein garm thin.
Hamza ne pehle Saima ke gore chehre par apne lund ka topa ragda,
phir Ayesha ki gori naazuk gaalon
aur Hira ke honton par us garm latth ko pisa.
Un teeno ne bina chhue, sirf apne chehron ko us mote lund ke aage pesh kiya, jaise koi raseela garm massage chal raha ho. Magar kafi der tak ragadne ke baad bhi, Hamza ka maal nikalne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Uska lund lohe ki tarah akra hua toh tha, magar khalaas nahi ho raha tha. Hamza ke chehre par paseena aane laga.
"Kya hua Hamza? Itna waqt lag raha hai? Gari kisi bhi waqt aati hi hogi," Naseem Begum ne bister ke sirhane se kamre ke is manzar ko dekhte hue thoda be-chain hokar kaha.
"Ammi... akra bohot hai, magar nikal nahi raha," Hamza ne hanpate hue kaha.
Naseem Begum se ab sabr nahi hua. Bete ka wo akra hua 8-inch ka mota lund dekh kar unke andar ki hawas ubalne lagi. Wo bina koi parwah kiye, bister ke thoda aage khiskin aur teeno betiyon ke beech mein se jagah banati hui Hamza ke bilkul qareeb pohanch gayin.
Naseem Begum ne bina kisi lihaaz ke Hamza ke us mote, lohe jaise lund ko apne dono gore hathon mein thama.
Unhone apni gardan neeche ki aur Hamza ke us surkh tope ko poori tarah apne mooh ke andar daboojh liya!
"Ufffff... Ammi... ahhh!" Hamza ke mooh se ek jaandaar mardana siskari nikal gayi jab uski apni sagee maa ne uske lund par apna garm aur geela mooh chalana shuru kiya.
Naseem Begum ne aik junooni bhara chopa lagana shuru kar diya. Unka mooh Hamza ke mote lund par upar-neeche itni tezi aur shiddat se chal raha tha ke lund ki ragon mein khoon ka doran paagal ho gaya. Teeno behnein (Saima, Ayesha aur Hira) hosh uda dene wali aankhon se apni hi Ammi ko apne bhai ka lund is tarah junoon mein chooste hue dekh rahi thin,
jisse unki apni phuddiyan pani chhodne lagin. Saima toh apne shohar Bilal ke aane se pehle hi apne bhai ke is manzar par geeli ho rahi thi.
Naseem Begum ne lund ko jhaag se bhar diya. Sirf char se panch jaandaar aur gehre jhatke maarne ke baad hi Hamza ka jism akadne laga, uski raanein kaanpne lagin.
"Ammi!!! Nikal raha hai... nikal raha hai!" Hamza zor se ghurraya.
Naseem Begum ka dimaag bilkul chaukanna tha. Unhe pata tha ke yeh maal betiyon ke facial ke liye hai.
Unhone jhatke se apna mooh Hamza ke lund se nikaala aur poori tarah se peechhe hatt gayin!
Pichkkk! Pichkkk! Pichkkk
Mooh se nikalte hi Hamza ke mote tope se gaadha, garm aur latedar sufaid mani (semen) ke fawware fatihaana andaz mein baahar chhoote. Pehla garam dhabba seedha Saima ki baayein gaal aur aankh ke paas ja gira. Doosra jaandaar jhatka lagte hi garam maal Ayesha ke naak aur surkh honton par bikhra, aur teesra raseela qatrah Hira ke thhodi (chin) aur cleavage par behne laga. Hamza ne lagatar jhatke maare aur uska sufaid mardana maal un teeno behnon ke gore chehron par chemical cream ki tarah lipat gaya.
Naseem Begum peechhe baithi hui dbi aawaz mein hansi, "Chalo... ab jaldi se is qudrati cream ko apne chehron par mal lo, taake Karachi wale tumhein dekh kar dhang reh jayenge!"
Saima aur dono jawan behno ne bina sharm kiye, apne hi hathon se us garam mardana maal ko apne chehron par facial cream ki tarah malna aur failana shuru kar liya.
Saima ne apni ungliyon se maal ko apne honton par lagaya aur ek boond ko zuban se chaat liya.
"Ufff... bhai ka maal kitna garam aur lazzat bhara hai," Saima ne aankhein band karke kaha.
Ayesha aur Hira bhi apne chehron par maal faila rahi thin, unke chehre surkh aur hawas se chamak rahe thay. Naseem Begum bister par baithi ye manzar dekh kar muskurati rahi.
Lekin maal chehron par lagate hi Saima ki hawas phir se ubal uthi. Use phir se apni kokh bharne ki khwahish yaad aagayi. Usne Hamza ka abhi bhi thoda sakht lund pakda aur use zor se hilate hue boli,
"Bhai... abhi toh sirf chehra chamka hai... Meri kokh mein tera bacha palne ke liye meri choot abhi bhi pyasi hai. Jaldi se kitchen slab par chal... ek quick fuck kar le, yahan karenge toh bistar kharab ho sakta hai."
Ayesha aur Hira hairani se dekhne lagin, lekin Saima ne unhe rok diya, "Tum dono yahin facial complete karo aur jaldi se taiyar ho jao. Main pehle apne aap ko thoda thanda kar leti hoon."
Naseem Begum ne fauri tok diya, "Saima! Pagal ho gayi hai kya? Abhi tere sasural wale aane hi wale hain. Kisi bhi waqt aa sakte hain aur tu chudwane ja rahi hai?"
Lekin Saima ne Ammi ki ek na suni. Usne Hamza ka haath pakda aur use kitchen ki taraf kheenchte hue boli, "Ammi, aap fikar mat karo. Bas 5 minute ka kaam hai. Pata nahi unke aane ke baad kab phir aisa mauqa milega. Main is aakhri chance ko haath se nahi jaane dungi."
Naseem ne peechhe se daantte hue kaha, "Saima... ruk ja besharam! Bilal aur Shamim log darwaze par honge aur tu yahan..."
Magar Saima ne bilkul bhi suna nahi. Wo Hamza ko kheench kar kitchen mein le gayi. Hamza bhi uski is bechaini dekh kar pagal ho chuka tha.
Kitchen slab par pahonchte hi Saima ne jhatke se apni salwar aur panty neeche ki aur slab par peeth ke bal let gayi. Usne apni taangein faila kar Hamza ko apne paas kheencha.
"Jaldi bhai... andar daal... meri choot bhar de jaldi se!" Saima ne haanpate hue kaha.
Hamza ne apna mota lund pakda aur ek hi jhatke mein Saima ki geeli choot mein poora ghusa diya.
"Ahhhhh... haan bhai... zor se... faadh de!" Saima ki cheekh nikal gayi.
Hamza ne kitchen slab par usey pakad kar tezi se dhakke marne shuru kiye. Phat... phat... phat... ki tez awaazein kitchen mein goonj rahi thin. Saima ne apne dono paon Hamza ki kamar par kas liye aur usey aur andar khincha.
Naseem Begum kitchen ke darwaze par khadi unhe rokne ki koshish kar rahi thi, "Saima... bas kar ab! Koi aa gaya toh?"
Saima ne haivaniyat se dhakke lete hue jawab diya, "Aane do Ammi... ab ruk nahi sakta... aaahhh... Hamza zor se maar... meri choot ko tere lund se bhar de!"
Hamza ne Saima ke mammon ko pakad kar zor se masalte hue aur tez dhakke maare. Sirf 2-3 minute mein Saima ka jism akad gaya aur wo zor se farigh ho gayi.
Hamza ne bhi jaldi hi apni goliyon ka bacha kucha apna maal uski choot ke andar chhod diya.
Dono haanpate hue ek dusre se alag hue. Saima ne jaldi se apni salwar upar ki aur Naseem ki taraf dekhte hue sharmate hue boli, "Ab khush? Ab main taiyar hoon mere shohar ke isteqbal ke liye."
Naseem ne sir hilate hue muskuraya, "Besharam... chal ab jaldi se fresh ho ja." Aur Hamza ko bhi pyar se uski gaand par thapki dete hue apna huliya sahi karne bhaga diya.
Scene 5: Islamabad Ka Set — Baap Bete Ki Chalaki Aur Khufia Call
Islamabad ke ek aalishan 5-star hotel ke suite mein AC ki sarsarahat ke beech Rashid Sahab aur unka beta Usman aamne-saamne baithe thay. Dono raat ke khane se farigh hokar apni apni chay ke ghoont laga rahe the, saamne business files bikhri hui thin. Lahore ki haveli mein jahan hawas ka khel chal raha tha, wahan Islamabad mein yeh dono baap-bete apne karobar ki ek-ek aami aur vaqaar ko bachane mein masroof thay.
Rashid Sahab ne aik lamba ghoont liya aur thodi fikarmandi se Usman ki taraf dekha, "Usman... baatein toh sab apni jagah, magar mujhe yeh batao ke Malik Sahab wali deal kahan tak pohanchi hai? Waqt kam hai hamare paas."
Usman ne thoda muskurate hue apna cup table par rakha, "Abbu, aap fikar mat karein. Deal bilkul aakhri marhale mein hai. Malik Sahab ko gherne ke liye jo jaal humne bichhaya tha, wo poori tarah kaam kar raha hai."
Rashid Sahab ne apna chashma (glasses) sahi kiya, "Aur wo Omer? Us par kitna bharosa kiya ja sakta hai? Aisa na ho ke wo hamara hi patta kaat de."
"Omer hoshiyar aadmi hai, Abbu," Usman ne chalaki se aankh maarte hue kaha. "Wo janta hai ke agar yeh deal kamyab hui toh usey kya milega. Wo Malik Sahab ka sab se khaas hai, magar is waqt namak hamara kha raha hai."
Rashid Sahab ne apna cup table par rakhte hue thoda rangeen mizaj mein mazaq kiya, "Chalo, Omer ka toh theek hai... magar wo jo tumhari secretary hai, Kinza... uske sath tumhara kya chakkar chal raha hai? Kab se chal raha hai yeh sab?"
Usman ne baap ke is mazaq par ek gehri saans li aur thoda muskuraya, "Abbu, aap se kya chhupana. Kinza ke sath mein jismani taalluq pichle ek saal se hai. Wo sirf secretary nahi hai, meri har zaroorat bhi poori karti hai, aur samjhiye ke yahan ki meri aankh aur kaan hai."
Rashid Sahab ka chehra achanak thoda sanjeeda aur fikarmand ho gaya, "Dekho Usman, mard ho, rang-raliyan apni jagah... magar kya is jismani taalluq se tumhari professional life ya hamari social image ko koi khatra toh nahi? Aaj kal ke daur mein aisi cheezein baahar aa jayein toh dunya thoo-thoo karti hai."
Usman ne nehayat sukoon aur chalaki se jawab diya, "Aap bilkul be-fikar rahein, Abbu jaan. Kinza koi aam ladki nahi hai. Wo janti hai ke uski hadd kya hai. Aur sab se badi baat... wo is deal mein hamara sab se bada mohra (pawn) hai. Malik Sahab jaise sarki hue budhhe ko thanda karne ke liye Kinza is waqt wahan wahi kaam kar rahi hai jo koi aur nahi kar sakta. Wo apne kirdar mein chahe jaisi bhi ho lekin apne kaam mein bahot imandaar hai."
Rashid Sahab ne itmeenan se sar hilaya, "Chalo, agar aisa hai toh abhi status jaan ne ke liye call karo usey."
Usman ne jhat se apna phone nikala aur Kinza ka number milaya. Bell jaati rahi, magar wahan se koi jawab nahi mila. Usman ne thoda jhunjhula kar phone kaata, "Jawab nahi de rahi... lagta hai kahin busy hai."
Phir Usman ne bina waqt zaya kiye Omer ko call lagayi aur fauran phone ka Speaker ON kar diya taake Rashid Sahab bhi sun sakein.
Do-teen bell ke baad Omer ne call uthai, "Hello, Assalam-o-Alaikum Usman Bhai!"
"Walaikum Assalam, Omer! Kya chal raha hai wahan? Deal ka kya status hai?" Usman ne thoda bechaini mein hi poocha.
Omer ne baahar aakar dabi aawaz mein batana shuru kiya, "Usman Bhai, aap fikar mat karein. Saara official aur paper-work mukammal ho chuka hai. Maine poore staff ko handle karke saare final papers ready karwa liye hain... Magar..." Omer thoda ruka.
"Magar kya, Omer? Saaf bolo," Usman ne Rashid Sahab ki taraf dekhte hue poocha.
Omer ne aawaz aur halki ki, "Bhai, Malik Sahab ka mood abhi tak poori tarah sahi nahi hua tha. Un mein thodi narazgi baqi thi, wo sign karne mein nakhre kar rahe thay. Magar aap be-fikar rahein... Kinza is waqt wahan unhi ke cabin mein unki wahi narazgi mitane mein busy hai. Poori jaan laga rahi hai wo."
Usman ke labon par ek shatirana muskurahat aayi, usne baap ko dekha jo sukoon ki saans le rahe thay. "Chalo behtar hai. Toh kab tak umeed rakhein?"
"Usman Bhai, aapko mera bharosa hai. Kal subah tak main aapko khushkhabri de dunga aur Malik Sahab se aapki final meeting fix karwa dunga jahan sirf signature honge," Omer ne yaqeen dilaya.
"Shabaash Omer, apna khayal rakhna," Usman ne keh kar call kaat di. Omer se call katne ke baad, phone table par rakhte hue Usman ne shatirana muskurahat ke sath baap ki taraf dekha.
Rashid Sahab ne aik sukoon ki saans li, "Wah! Iska matlab kal hamara kaam ho jayega. Chalo, Kinza tumhare saath wafaadar bhi aur apne kaam mein mahir aur imaandaar bhi hai toh Malik Sahab ka gussa toh thanda hona hi tha."
Usman ne chashni bhari muskurahat ke sath apna cup uthaya aur baap ko chhedte hue bola, "Abbu... aap meri fikar toh bohot karte hain ke meri secretary se meri image kharab na ho jaye... Magar zara apna batayein? Lagta hai aapko asal mein Lahore ki yaad aarahi hai jahan aapki biwi aur betiyon ka husn aapke zahen ko bechain kar raha hai!, aur ab Karachi se aapki 'badi saali' aur samdhan Shamim Khala bhi aa rahi hain, Saima Aapi bata rahi thin ke Bilal bhai ne unpar bhi jaal daal rakha hai....toh phir kya irada hai aapka.... Aap apni qismat nahi aazmana chahenge?"
Rashid Sahab ne jab bete ke mooh se apni hi saali Shamim aur apne bhatije Bilal ke is khufia rishte ki baat suni, toh unki aankhon mein jhatke se ek tharki aur hairat-bhari chamak daud gayi. Unhone apna cup table par rakha aur peeth peechhe tikate hue ek besharam hansi hanse. "Oye badmash! Apne baap se mazaq karta hai?..." Unhone haste hue Usman ke kandhe par thapki di, "par kya sach mein Bilal ne ye kar liya hai?"
Usman ne raseeli hansi hanste hue kaha, "Aag toh woh laga chuke hain par kamyabi hui ya nahi mujhe khabar nahi hai, agar kamyab nahi hue toh Bilal upar apni biwi Saima ko sambhale, aur aap neeche Ammi aur Shamim Khala dono ko ek sath lita kar unki purani aag bujhayein, toh phir kya irada hai?"
"Kyun nahi! Is umar mein bhi agar do behno ka ek sath maza mil jaye, toh zindagi ka lutf hi kuch aur hai," Rashid Sahab ne apna chashma uthate hue nehayat besharmi se kaha. "Chalo, ab jahan sab set hai, toh zara tumhari Ammi ko phone milao, dekhein haveli mein Bilal aur Shamim log pohanche ya nahi... aur thoda us se bhi poochein ke wo wahan kis ke sath apni garmi nikal rahi hai."
Usman ne haste hue apni Ammi (Naseem Begum) ka number milaya aur phone Speaker ON karke Rashid Sahab ke samne rakh diya.
Lahore haveli ke baramde mein, abhi-abhi kitchen ka khel khatam karke Saima ko fresh hone bhejne ke baad Naseem Begum apni saansein bahal kar rahi thin ke unka phone baja. Shohar ka number dekh kar unhone dil mein socha, "Budhha pata nahi Islamabad mein kya paka raha hai." Unhone phone uthaya.
"Hello, Assalam-o-Alaikum," Naseem Begum ne nehayat aaraam se aur thodi raseeli aawaz mein kaha.
"Walaikum Assalam, Naseem! Kaisi ho? Main aur Usman Islamabad mein hain, bas deal aakhri marhale mein hai," Rashid Sahab ne bhari aawaz mein kaha. "Yeh batao ke Lahore mein kya hal-chal hain? Karachi se tumhari baji Shamim aur hamara damaad Bilal waghaira pohanche ya nahi?"
Naseem Begum apne kamre ki aur jaate hue bade sukoon se kaha, "Haan, bilkul sahi waqt par phone kiya aapne. Wo log Karachi se nikal kar raste mein Multan mein ek raat guzar kar aaye hain, isliye thoda time lag gaya. Bas abhi abhi baat hui hai meri unse, kuch hi der mein pahonchne wale hain. Haveli mein maine unke liye khane aur rehne ka saara intezam pehle hi mukammal kar diya tha. Aap bilkul be-fikar rahein."
Rashid Sahab ne shararat se muskurate hue phone ke aur qareeb hokar kaha, "Chalo bohot achha hua... Magar Naseem, tumhari aawaz thodi bhaari lag rahi hai? Saansein kyun phool rahi hain tumhari? Kahin mere aur Usman ke bagair haveli mein akele-akele apne aap ko thanda toh nahi kar rahi thi? Ya phir Hamza ne apni Ammi ki thakan door ki hai aaj?"
Naseem Begum, jo abhi-abhi Hamza ka 8-inch ka lund apne mooh mein lekar chopa maar chuki thin aur kitchen mein Saima ko chudwate hue dekh kar khud garam thi, unhone baat ko nehayat hi chalaki aur tanz ke sath ghumaya, "Haye haye... aapko toh bas har waqt wahi sujhata hai! Main yahan din bhar se kaam-kaj mein marr rahi hoon, ghar saaf karwaya hai... aur aapko meri saansein garm lag rahi hain? Agar itna hi fikar hai toh jaldi wapis aakar khud meri aur apni betiyon ke husn ki garmi jaanch karein na... ya phir wahan Islamabad mein Usman ke sath-sath aap bhi apne lund ko randiyon par thanda kar rahe hain?"
Naseem ke is jhatke par Rashid Sahab aur Usman dono aapas mein dekh kar buri tarah hanse. Rashid Sahab ne kaha, "Achha baba mazaq kar raha tha. Shamim ko mera salam dena aur kehna ke safar ke baad aaraam karein... aur haan, tum bhi zyada thakna mat, mere liye apni jaan bacha kar rakhna. Main kaam khatm hote hi kal raat tak wapis aata hoon."
"Ji zaroor, aap apna kaam karein aur ghar ki fikar chhod dein... yahan main sab 'sambhal' loongi," Naseem Begum ne nehayat shatirana andaz mein kaha aur phone rakh diya.
Phone rakhte hi Naseem Begum ke labon par ek gehri muskurahat aayi. Unhone mud kar bister par baithi Ayesha aur Hira ko dekha, jinke chehron par abhi bhi Hamza ka maal laga hua tha, aur daant kar boli, "Chalo gasthiyon, utho ab... jaldi se fresh ho jao... Karachi wale aane hi wale hain, apne dil ki murad toh poori karli ab kis cheez ka intezar hai?"
Ayesha aur Hira ne apni Ammi se gaali sun kar hansti hui apne apne kamro mein daud laga di aur khud ko sanwarne mein mashghool ho gayin.
Scene 6: Haveli Ka Aangan — Karachi Walon Ki Aamad Aur 'Paani' Ka Kamaal
Haveli ke bade aangan mein Honda Civic aakar ruki toh headlight ki roshni seedha baramde par padi.
Gaari ka engine band hote hi charo darwaze khule aur Shamim Banu aur unke bachhe baahar nikle.
Naseem Begum garm-joshi se muskurati hui sab se pehle aage badhin. "Aao, aao Shamim baji! Khairiyat se pohanch gayin aap," unhone apni badi behn Shamim Banu ko gale lagaya aur dono behno ne ek doosre ko garam-joshi se bheencha.
Iske baad Naseem ne apni dono bhanjiyon, Zoya aur Farah ko pyaar kiya aur unhe haveli ke andar aane ka rasta diya.
Hamza, jo ab tak apna huliya durust kar chuka tha, bade khuloos ke saath aage badha. Usne Bilal ke kareeb aakar use baahon mein bheencha, "Bilal bhai! Kaisa raha safar? Boht thak gaye honge aap log."
Bilal ne Hamza ke gathile jism ki mardana pakad ko mehsoos karte hue haste hue kaha, "Bas yaar Hamza, rasta lamba tha magar yahan pohanch kar thakan door ho gayi."
Itni der mein Saima bhi chamakti hui aage aayi.
Usne pehle apni saas (Shamim Khala) ke qadam chhue, phir apni dono nandon (Zoya-Farah) se gale mili. Aakhri mein wo apne shohar Bilal ke qareeb aayi aur uske gale lag gayi.
Bilal ne jab Saima ko bheencha, toh uske chehre par aane wali ajeeb si taazgi aur chamak ko dekh kar uski tharki nigahein thodi ghum gayin.
Ayesha aur Hira bhi sab se milne aage badhin. Sab se milne ke baad, Ayesha ne jhat se apni hone wali bhabhi Zoya ko baahon mein bhara aur uske kaan mein mazaqiya sargoshi ki, "Ufff... Zoya, tum toh pehle se bhi bohot zyada khoobsurat ho gayi ho... meri hone wali raseeli bhabhi!"
Zoya ne jab Ayesha ki yeh baat suni toh sharm se uski gaalein surkh ho gayin aur usne aahista se Ayesha ko kohni maari. Magar un sab ke beech, Farah abhi bhi thodi khoyi-khoyi aur thaki hui si lag rahi thi, jaise uske zahen mein kuch chal raha ho.
Kuch hi der mein sab log fresh hokar dining table par baithe. Khane ka intezam behtareen tha. Safar ki thakan ke baad sab ne pet bhar kar khana khaya aur phir haveli ke bade drawing room mein aakar sukoon se baith gaye.
Naseem Begum ki nigahein lagatar Farah par thin, jo aane ke baad se hi haveli ki aurton ko ajeeb be-chain nigahon se ghur rahi thi.
Naseem Begum ne muskura kar poocha, "Farah beta, kya baat hai? Tum tab se bohot be-chain dikh rahi ho? Khana pasand nahi aaya ya safar ki thakan zyada hai?"
Farah ne thoda jhijhakte hue, bohot hi masoomiyat se sab ke samne ek sawal daag diya, "Nahi Khala jaan, khana toh bohot lazeez tha... Magar main tab se ek cheez dekh kar hairan ho rahi hoon. Meri bhabhi Saima, aur ye dono behnein Ayesha aur Hira... in teeno ki shakal is waqt itni noorani aur chamakdar kaise ho rahi hai? Aisa lag raha hai jaise abhi-abhi koi mehanga facial karwaya ho. Aur Khala... aap bhi is umar mein itni haseen aur rangeen kaise ho gayi hain? Kya yeh yahan Lahore ke paani ka asar hai?"
Farah ka yeh masoom sawal sunte hi drawing room mein ek sannaata chha gaya. Naseem Begum, Saima, aur Ayesha ke honton ki muskurahat jhat se jamm gayi.
Magar Hira, jo abhi abhi Hamza ke us garm maal ka nasha dimaag mein liye be-khayali mein baithi thi, uske mooh se be-ikhtiyar nikal gaya - "Haan... sab 'paani' ka hi toh kamaal hai!"
Hira ke mooh se yeh jumla nikalte hi, Naseem Begum, Saima, Ayesha aur khud Hamza ne jhatke se apna sar ghumaya aur Hira ko nehayat hi tez, ghurti hui nigahon se dekha, jaise keh rahe hon,
"Pagal ladki, yeh kya bol gayi!" Hira ko foran apni ghalti ka ehsaas hua aur usne darr kar apni nazrein neeche kar leen.
Drawing room mein baqi log toh is double meaning baat ko samajh nahi paaye. Shamim Banu, Zoya aur Farah abhi bhi normal thin, unhe lag raha tha ke waqai Lahore ke peene ke paani ya mausam ki baat ho rahi hai.
Magar Bilal... jo khud ek number ka tharki aur is haveli ke mahol se waqif tha, usne jab Hira ke mooh se 'paani ka kamaal' suna aur phir ghar walon ke chehron par aane wala khauf aur tez nigahein dekhin, toh wo jhat se poori kahani taarh gaya. Usne ek gehri raseeli nigaah apni biwi Saima ke chamakte chehre par daali aur dil mein socha, "Achha... toh mere aane se pehle yahan kisi mard ke asli paani se chehre chamkaye gaye hain... aur yeh khiladi koi aur nahi, Hamza hi hai!"
Bilal ke labon par ek shaitani aur makhsoos muskurahat aagayi, jo is baat ka ishara thi ke ab haveli mein hawas ka khel aur dilchasp hone wala hai.
**Episode 40 Khatam**
Cliffhanger: Kya Bilal apni Ammi (Shamim) ke saath chal rahe khel ko ab aur tez karega? Kya Zoya aur Farah Nida ke raaz ko sambhal payengi ya unka zehni toofan ghar ki is sulagti aag ko naya mod de dega? Aur sabse bada sawal… kal subah uth kar kya naye raaz khulenge?
Main ek Purana reader hu par bohut waqt se is forum par Aya nahi tha Maine apka yeh story abhi recently hi read kar na shuru Kiya hai bas Kuch episode Bache hai fir Pura ho jayega
Waise Kisi ne sahi kaha hai Ghar chota hamesha ladla hota hai jaise hamza, yeh kismat sabka kaha wasie Bilal aur uske family ayi hai woh toh woh bhi is aag mein jajur liptenge par usse pehle Kal jab Rashid aur Usman wapas ayenge tab e ek aisa episode chaiye ki hamza aur Usman sath mein Naseem k sath ho aur Rashid bhi Apne biwi ko Beto se chudta huya dekhe
Jab sab ko ghar ki ek dusre aag k bare mein pata hi hai toh aisa situation apke Liye likhna Muskil nahi hoga
Toh Bhai please aisa episode likhna
Aur Bilal aur uski maa behen ab jab haveli mien apna kadam rakh chuke hai toh ab woh bhi is aag se bach nahi payenge woh is is aag k lapate mein ayenge bohut hi jaldi aur fir woh bhi Bilal hamza Rashid aur Usman k aag ko shant karenge
Yeh aag ab rukhnewali nahi pure khandan mein fehlegi
Khair anewale episode ka intezar rahega ho sake toh zara jaldi Dena