Adultery Saba ek nek bahu

[Kinkyboy]

Update 33
Raat ke dinner table pe sab baithe the. Zareen ne aaj haath se banaya tha: murgh musallam, dum biryani, sheer khurma. Baatein chal rahi thi – gao ki, train ke safar ki, Shimla ki thand ki. Saba chupchap khana kha rahi thi, chehra abhi bhi thoda laal tha dopahar ke waqye ki wajah se.
Hariye khana paros raha tha. Jab woh Saba ke paas aaya to har baar jaan-boojhkar uske kandhe se kandha ragadta, haath se haath touch karta. Ek baar to bilkul dheere se uska haath Saba ke blouse ke upar se hi uske bade, narm breast pe fisal gaya – bas do second ke liye, par itna bhi kaafi tha. Saba ne jhatke se uski taraf dekha, aankhon mein gussa aur sharam dono. Hariye ne sirf ek gandi si muchki haasi di aur bola, “bahu rani ji, aur gosht chahiye?”
Saba ne daant se daant daba kar “nahi” kaha aur nazar jhuka li.
Raat gyarah baje sab apne room mein chale gaye.
Hariye apne chhote se naukaroni kamre mein tha. Darwaza band kiya, kapde utare, sirf ek purana lungi pehna. Bed pe baithkar sarson ka tel haath mein liya aur apne us mota, lamba, kaala saanp jaisa lund ko achhe se malne laga. Aankhein band, dimaag mein sirf Saba – uske gulabi honth, uske bade-bade boobs, uski patli kamar, train mein adhoora kiss, aaj dopahar ka woh paanch minute ka gehra kiss…
Muth marte hue woh dheeme-dheeme bol raha tha,
“Aaah… Saba bahu rani… kab mera lund choosegi, kap mein tujhe goudme lekar chodunga... Aah... Kab... Saba kab?"
Uska haath tez chalne laga. Lund poora khada, nasen phooli hui, supara laal. Das minute baad ek zor ki siski ke saath uska garam garam paani zameen pe girne laga – itna saara ki floor geela ho gaya. Hariye saans phoolate hue let gaya, par chehre pe ek khatarnaak khushi thi.
Agli subah.
Breakfast ke baad Arif office nikal gaya. Saba ne Zareen se kaha, “Maa, aaj thodi shopping kar loon? Aap chalengi mere saath?”
Zareen ne sar dabate hue bola, “Beta aaj sar mein bahut dard hai… nahi ja paungi.”
Saba ka muh latak gaya. Zareen ne uska chehra dekha aur muskura kar boli, “Arre tension mat le, Hariye ko bolti hoon tere saath chala jayega, akeli kahan bhejungi?”
Saba ne turant mana kiya, “Nahi-nahi maa, koi zaroorat nahi hai usko…”
Par Zareen ne awaz lagayi, “Hariye! Idhar aao!”
Hariye kitchen se daudta hua aaya, lungi aur banian mein, chehre pe ek ajeeb si chamak.
“Ji badi malkin?”
Zareen ne hukum diya, “Aaj Saba bahu rani ko shopping ke liye le jaana hai. Dilli ka pura market ghuma dena, jo chahiye le aana, aur shaam tak safe ghar wapas laana. Samjhe?”
Hariye ne apne honthon pe zubaan ferte hue, aankhein Saba pe tikaye bola,
“Achha begum saheba… aap fikar na karein. Bahu-rani, ko aaj main apne haathon pe utha kar ghumaaunga.”
Saba ne ghoor kar dekha, par kuch bol nahi payi.
Hariye andar hi andar muskuraya – aaj pura din uske saath akeli.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha uska.
Stairs se neeche utarte hi Hariye ne Saba ko dekha aur dheeme-dheeme ek ganda sa gaana gungunane laga:
“Meri chandni… teri jawani…
Raat bhar mujhe tadpayegi…
Mai tujhe chhodunga nahi, tu mujhe chhod de…
Aaja meri baahon mein, aa ja re…”
Saba ne muh banaya. “Suoar jaisa muh lekar phir gaana ga raha hai yeh buddha!”
Hariye hans kar bola, “Kisko bola bahurani? ”
Saba ne gusse se palta, “Jisko bol rahi hoon, woh bilkul samajh gaya hai!”
Aise hi bak-bak chalti rahi dono ke beech.
Bahut der se ek bhi ricksha nahi aa raha tha. Hariye ne ek ricksha rok liya aur chadh kar bola, “Bahu rani, chalo na!”
Saba ne mana kar diya. Woh door khadi rahi, doosre ricksha ka intezaar karti rahi. Aadha ghanta beet gaya, dhoop tez ho gayi, paer dukhnay lage. Akhirkaar haar kar woh usi ricksha mein chupchap Hariye ke bagal mein baith gayi.
Hariye ne muche muche mein muskurate hue side se dekha.
Saba ne ghoor kar bola, “Apne halwaai daant band karo, muh se badboo aa rahi hai.”
Hariye ne bilkul befikar hoke jawab diya, “Kal raat ko toh yeh badboo bahut pasand aa rahi thi bahurani… jab poore paanch minute tak kiss kar rahi thi na?”
Rickshawala peeche mud kar hansne laga. Saba ka chehra tomato ban gaya. Usne muh fer liya aur poora rasta chup rahi. Hariye beech-beech mein aur chhedta raha, gaane gaata raha, taane marta raha.
Shaam ko ghar lautne ke baad dinner ke waqt Saba ne ek teer se do nishane soch liye. Saba ab badla lega, par kese.
diner pe Hariye sabko khana paros raha tha, Saba ne khud plate uthaya aur boli,
“Kaka, aap baitho na… aaj main khana parosungi.”
Hariye hairaan. “Arre arre, yeh kya baat hui? Aap is ghar ki bahu hain, main naukar hoon!”
Saba ne muskurate hue kaha, “Aap bhi toh iss ghar ke member hain na, kaka?”
Zareen ne bhi saath diya, “Haan Hariye, baith jao. Tum bhi apne ho.”
(agar Zareen ko sach mein pata chal jaye ki Hariye apni bahu ke saath kya-kya kar raha hai, toh woh apne haathon se joota nikaal kar Hariye ke muh pe maar degi.)
Hariye thoda sharma gaya, par phir bhi baith gaya table pe.
Saba khud sabki plate mein khana daalti rahi, Hariye ko bhi daala, aur dheere se muskurati rahi.
Khana khatam hone ke baad woh paani ka glass Hariye ke saamne rakh kar boli,
“Kaka, aap haath dholo ab.”
Hariye ke muh se sirf “Jaroor bahurani…” nikla. Uske chehre pe pehli baar thodi si sharmindagi thi.
Jameel sahab ne Zareen se dheere se kaha, “Dekha? Humne bilkul sahi bahu ghar laaya hai. Kitni sanskaari, kitni izzat karti hai bade-buzurgon ki.”
Zareen ne bhi muskura kar sir hila diya.
Dinner ke baad sab apne-apne room mein chale gaye.
Saba apne room mein jaakar darwaza band kiya, bed pe baithi aur khud se muskuraane lagi.
“Aaj thoda sa badla toh le hi liya uss buddhe se…”
Par uske dil ke ek kone mein ek ajeeb si bechaini bhi thi – jaise aaj Hariye ko table pe baithaya toh sahi, lekin kal phir woh apni gandi harkat kya karega, yeh soch kar uska jism thoda sa kaanp sa gaya.
(Ghari me Raat 1:15 )
Hariye ki neend ek jhatke mein toot gayi.
Uske dono taango ke beech aag lagi thi. Lund mein aisi jalan, aisa khujli, jaise koi laal mirch ka paste laga diya ho. Woh bed pe khujli karta raha, paer maarne laga, lund ko zor-zor se ragadne laga, lekin jalan aur badh gayi.
“Arre re re… maa kasam… yeh kya ho gaya re!”
Woh utha, lungi upar karke dekha – uska 10 inch ka mota, kaala lund poora laal ho chuka tha, supara jal raha tha, nasen phooli hui thi. Dard aur jalan se uska muh baigani pad gaya.
Kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Paani ka mug uthaya, bathroom mein ghus gaya aur lund ko mug mein daal kar thanda paani daal diya. Paani se thodi rahat mili, lekin jaise hi paani chhua, aur zor se jalan hone lagi. Woh cheekh hi deta ki…
Bathroom ke darwaze pe ek halki si hansi sunai di.
Saba khadi thi, nighty pehne, haath se muh dabaye hans rahi thi.
“Kaisa lag raha hai, kaka? Jalan ho rahi hai na bohot?”
Hariye chaunk kar bola, “Tu… tune kiya yeh sab, haramzaadi??”
Saba ne aankh maari. “Haan maine paani ke jug mein thodi si ‘lal mirch + shital mirch ka mixture’ daal diya tha… aur thodi si itching powder bhi. Bas thoda sa mazak tha, itna bada reaction nahi socha tha.”
Hariye ke aankhon se paani nikal aaya. “Aaah… bahu rani… jalan se mar jaunga… kuch kar na!”
Saba hans hans ke lot-pot ho rahi thi, lekin Hariye ka chehra dekh kar thodi si daya bhi aayi. Woh bhag kar kitchen gayi, fridge se ice tray nikali aur wapas aayi.
“Ruko… yeh lo ice. Mug mein daal do, thodi der mein araam milega.”
Hariye ne jhat se ice mug mein daal diya aur apna lund us thande paani mein dubo diya.
Par darwaza band nahi kiya – khula hi chhod diya.
Saba sofa pe baith gayi, pair upper kar ke, nighty thoda upar uthi hui, uski safed jaanghein chamak rahi thi.
Das minute beet gaye.
Hariye ab bhi mug mein lund duboye baitha tha, saans phool rahi thi, lekin jalan ab dheere-dheere kam ho rahi thi.
Saba ne dheere se poocha, “Ab thik hai na?”
Hariye ne sar hilaya, phir dheeme se bola, “Nahi bahu rani… abhi bhi thoda jalan hai… aur… aur ab khada bhi ho raha hai bohot zor se… dekh na…”
Saba ne palat kar dekha aur ekdum se saans rok li.
Mug ke paani mein Hariye ka lund ab poora khada tha – 10 inch se bhi zyada, mota, kaala, nasen phooli hui, supara laal aur chamakdar. Paani mein bhi woh poora akad kar khada tha jaise koi lohe ka rod.
Saba ki aankhein badi ho gayin. Usne fauran muh fer liya.
“Chi… darwaza band karo!”
Hariye ne dard bhari awaaz mein kaha, “Bou-ma… abhi bhi jalan hai… thodi der aur ice chahiye… aur… aur haath se thoda ragad do na… please… nahi toh mar jaunga…”
Bathroom mein sirf thandi saansen aur paani ki boondon ki awaaz thi.
Ice ka asar ho chuka tha, jalan bilkul khatam. Lekin Hariye ka lund ab bhi lohe ki rod bana khada tha – 10 inch se zyada, mota, nasen phooli hui, supara chamak raha tha.
Hariye ne dard bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Bahu rani… abhi bhi khada hai… thoda haath se kar do na… please…”
Saba ne sar hilaya. “Nahi… bas bohot ho gaya. Main ja rahi hoon.”
Jaise hi woh palti, Hariye ne uska haath pakad liya aur zor se kheencha.
“Jaogi kahan? Abhi toh shuruaat hai!”
Saba chaunk kar chillayi, “Chhodo mujhe!”
Lekin Hariye ne uski kamar pakad kar khud se chipka liya aur seedha uska muh apne lund ke saamne kar diya.
“Le bahu rani… aaj tera muh bhi lenge!”
Saba ne muh band karne ki koshish ki, dono haathon se dhakka mara, lekin Hariye ne uske baal pakad liye aur zor se peeche kheencha. Uska muh khul gaya.
Usi pal Hariye ne apna mota supara uske narm honthon ke beech ghusa diya.
“Ummphhh…!”
Saba ki cheekh dab gayi. Uska muh poora khul gaya – uska lund itna mota tha ki uske honth phatne lage.
Hariye ne ek zor ka dhakka maara – aage – aadha lund ek baar mein andar ghus gaya. Saba ki aankhon se paani nikal aaya, naak se saans lene lagi.
Hariye ne uska sar pakad kar aage-peeche karna shuru kiya – jaise koi machine.
“Le… le poora… aaj tera muh chodunga… bahurani… aaah… kitna garam hai tera muh…”
Saba tadap rahi thi, haath se Hariye ki jaanghein peet rahi thi, lekin Hariye ne aur zor se baal kheencha aur poora lund andar tak ghusa diya. Uska supara Saba ke gale tak pahunch gaya.
Saba ki saansen ruk gayi ek pal ke liye. Uski naak se siski nikal rahi thi – “ghhh… ghhh…”
Hariye ne lund bahar nikala – ek lambi laar ki leer Saba ke muh se latak gayi – phir zor se andar.
Phir bahar. Phir andar.
Aise hi das-pandrah zor ke dhakke. Har baar poora lund andar tak, gale tak.
Saba ka muh laal ho gaya, honth sooj gaye, aankhon se aansoo beh rahe the.
Hariye ka pace tez hota gaya – ab woh khud apni kamar aage-peeche kar raha tha, Saba ka sar pakad kar sirf guide kar raha tha.
“Chus… chus haramzaadi… apne sasur ke naukar ka lund… aaah… kitna mazaa aa raha hai…”
Paanch minute tak yeh chalta raha.
Phir Hariye ne lund bahar nikala. Uska lund poora geela tha – Saba ki thook se chamak raha tha.
Woh sofa pe baith gaya, dono taange chaudi kar ke.
“Ab baith… aur chus khud se.”
Saba saans phooli hui thi. Uske honth laal, muh se laar tapak rahi thi.
Woh kuch nahi boli. Hariye ne gal par ek tamacha mara,Bas dheere se ghutno ke bal baith gayi Hariye ke saamne.
Hariye ne uske baal pakde hue tha, lekin ab zor nahi laga raha tha – sirf guide kar raha tha.
Saba ne aankhein band kar li… aur dheere se apna muh aage badhaya.
Usne khud se supara muh mein liya.
Pehle sirf supara… phir dheere-dheere aadha lund… phir thoda aur.
Ab woh khud hi sar aage-peeche kar rahi thi.
Hariye bas moan kar raha tha – “Haan… aise hi… bou-ma… chus… poora…”
Saba bhool chuki thi ki woh kya kar rahi hai.
Uska dimaag sunn tha. Sirf uska muh chal raha tha – andar-bahar, andar-bahar.
Kabhi zubaan se supare ko chat ti, kabhi andar tak le leti.
Uske muh se “chhup-chhup… slurrp…” ki awaazein aa rahi thi.
Das minute beet gaye…
Hariye sofa ke haath pakad kar tadap raha tha.
“Aaah… aaah… bahurani… aur nahi saha jaata… bas kar de… nikal jaayega…”
Saba ne uski halat dekh kar ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh gaya.
Uske dil mein ek garv uthra – yeh wahi Hariye jo train mein zabardasti karta tha, jo raat mein kiss karta tha, aaj uske saamne bilkul bekabu ho gaya hai.
Aaj woh driving seat pe thi.
Ek pal ko usne socha – aaj is buddhe ko poori tarah barbaad kar degi.
(Kya jaane kya soch rahi thi Saba… asal mein woh khud barbaad ho rahi thi, lekin uska dimaag usko bol raha tha ki woh isko barbaad kar rahi hai.)
Usne dheere se neeche jhuk kar Hariye ke dono bade-bade andkosh muh mein le liye.
Jaise koi garam-garam gulab jamun chus rahi ho.
Dheere-dheere, zubaan se chaat-ti, choosti, andar-bahar karti.
Hariye upar ki taraf dekh raha tha, aankhein band, muh khula – sirf “haaa… haaa… bahurani…” ki awaazein.
Saba ne uske chehre ko dekha aur aur nasha chadha.
Usne andkosh chhod diya, Hariye ke dono haath pakad liye aur zor se sofa ke dono taraf chauda kar ke daba diya.
Phir seedha uska lund muh mein le liya – gehra tak – gale tak – aur zor-zor se chusne lagi.
Hariye ki kamar upar uthne lagi.
“Bas… bas… rehne de bou-ma… aaah…”
Lekin Saba ne rukna nahi tha.
Usne lund chhoda, Hariye ke maathe pe ek lamba kiss kiya aur dheeme se boli,
“Ulta ho jao… pet ke bal let ja.”
Hariye ne bina soche palat gaya.
Uske bade-bade lombe chootad upar, beech mein gehri ghaati, ghane baal se bhari hui.
Saba ne dono haathon se uske chootad dabaye – naram, garam, baalon se bhare.
Phir ek ungli pe thook lagayi aur seedha Hariye ke gaand ke chhed mein ghusa di.
Hariye ki cheekh nikal gayi – “Aaaah mar gaya!”
Saba ne jhat se nighty ke andar haath daal kar apni bra nikali aur Hariye ke muh mein ghusaa di.
“Shor mat karo… saara ghar jag jayega!”
Hariye ka muh band. Sirf “ummph… ummph…” ki awaazein.
Saba ko laga woh rani hai.
Usne do ungliyaan daali, andar-bahar karne lagi – tez, phir dheeme, phir tez.
Hariye ka jism kaanp raha tha. Uski gaand se gandi si khushboo aa rahi thi, lekin Saba ruk nahi rahi thi.
Phir usne chootad chaude kiye aur muh laga diya.
Zubaan se us gande, baalon bhare chhed ko chaatne lagi.
Baal muh mein aa rahe the, lekin woh chusti gayi – gehra, aur gehra.
Hariye ka pura jism tharthara raha tha, sofa ke cushion ko daant se kaat raha tha.
Saba ke dil mein ek ajeeb si vijay thi – yeh wahi Hariye jo usko chhedta tha, aaj uske neeche let kar ro raha hai.
Kuch der baad usne phir teen ungliyaan daal di aur tez-tez chalane lagi.
Hariye ka lund neeche sofa pe ragad raha tha, paani chhod raha tha.
Tabhi –
CLICK.
Light jal gayi.
Zareen darwaze pe khadi thi, aankhein phati hui.
Samne ka nazara:
Hariye pet ke bal nanga pada hai, muh mein Saba ki bra, gaand upar.
Saba nighty mein baithi hai, ek haath Hariye ki gaand mein teen ungliyaan daale hue.
Dono ek saath chaunk gaye.
Zareen ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Yeh… yeh kya kar rahe ho tum dono??”
Hariye bra muh se nikaal kar amta-amta kar raha tha.
Saba ne turant dimag chalaya aur boli,
“Maa… Hariye kaka ko tez bukhar tha… 103 degree… tablet nahi kaam kar raha tha… isliye main suppository laga rahi thi… fever jaldi utrega…”
Zareen ne bhaunhen chadhaayi, “Suppository?? Tum kyun laga rahi ho? Aur tablet nahi tha kya ghar mein?”
Saba ne jhuk kar nazar, “Tha maa… lekin kaam nahi kar raha tha… isliye…”
Zareen ne saans li, “Jo bhi ho… yeh sab tumhe nahi karna chahiye tha. Log galat samajhenge. Ab jao, apne room mein so jao.”
Saba uthi, aur tezi se nikal gayi.
Zareen ne Hariye ki taraf dekha, “Aur tu lungi kahan gaya? Yeh bra muh mein kyun thi?”
Hariye sharma kar bola, “Woh… dard bohot tha… isliye bou-ma ne muh band kar diya taaki cheekh na nikle…”
Zareen ne bra uthayi, muh banaya aur chali gayi.
Saba apne room mein aayi.
Darwaza band kiya.
Bed pe baith gayi.
Uske haath ab bhi kaanp rahe the.
Uske muh mein ab bhi Hariye ka swad tha.
Uske dimag mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek awaaz: “Main kya kar rahi thi… haye … main kitni gandi ho gayi hoon…”
Doosri awaaz hans rahi thi: “Aaj woh Hariye… itna bada aadmi… mere neeche let kar ro raha tha… meri ungliyon se… meri zubaan se… aaj woh mera gulam tha…”
Phir usne Arif ki taraf dekha – woh gehri neend mein tha.
Saba ne uske maathe pe haath rakha aur dheere se boli,
“Arif… tum hi mere pehle aur aakhri ho… yeh sab sapna tha… ab kabhi nahi karungi.”
Phir woh blanket odh kar let gayi.
Lekin neend aane mein abhi bhi poori raat baaki thi.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Aur uske honthon pe ek halki si muskurahat thi – sharam aur vijay ka ajeeb sa mixture.

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[Kajol Mommy]

Update 33
Raat ke dinner table pe sab baithe the. Zareen ne aaj haath se banaya tha: murgh musallam, dum biryani, sheer khurma. Baatein chal rahi thi – gao ki, train ke safar ki, Shimla ki thand ki. Saba chupchap khana kha rahi thi, chehra abhi bhi thoda laal tha dopahar ke waqye ki wajah se.
Hariye khana paros raha tha. Jab woh Saba ke paas aaya to har baar jaan-boojhkar uske kandhe se kandha ragadta, haath se haath touch karta. Ek baar to bilkul dheere se uska haath Saba ke blouse ke upar se hi uske bade, narm breast pe fisal gaya – bas do second ke liye, par itna bhi kaafi tha. Saba ne jhatke se uski taraf dekha, aankhon mein gussa aur sharam dono. Hariye ne sirf ek gandi si muchki haasi di aur bola, “bahu rani ji, aur gosht chahiye?”
Saba ne daant se daant daba kar “nahi” kaha aur nazar jhuka li.
Raat gyarah baje sab apne room mein chale gaye.
Hariye apne chhote se naukaroni kamre mein tha. Darwaza band kiya, kapde utare, sirf ek purana lungi pehna. Bed pe baithkar sarson ka tel haath mein liya aur apne us mota, lamba, kaala saanp jaisa lund ko achhe se malne laga. Aankhein band, dimaag mein sirf Saba – uske gulabi honth, uske bade-bade boobs, uski patli kamar, train mein adhoora kiss, aaj dopahar ka woh paanch minute ka gehra kiss…
Muth marte hue woh dheeme-dheeme bol raha tha,
“Aaah… Saba bahu rani… kab mera lund choosegi, kap mein tujhe goudme lekar chodunga... Aah... Kab... Saba kab?"
Uska haath tez chalne laga. Lund poora khada, nasen phooli hui, supara laal. Das minute baad ek zor ki siski ke saath uska garam garam paani zameen pe girne laga – itna saara ki floor geela ho gaya. Hariye saans phoolate hue let gaya, par chehre pe ek khatarnaak khushi thi.
Agli subah.
Breakfast ke baad Arif office nikal gaya. Saba ne Zareen se kaha, “Maa, aaj thodi shopping kar loon? Aap chalengi mere saath?”
Zareen ne sar dabate hue bola, “Beta aaj sar mein bahut dard hai… nahi ja paungi.”
Saba ka muh latak gaya. Zareen ne uska chehra dekha aur muskura kar boli, “Arre tension mat le, Hariye ko bolti hoon tere saath chala jayega, akeli kahan bhejungi?”
Saba ne turant mana kiya, “Nahi-nahi maa, koi zaroorat nahi hai usko…”
Par Zareen ne awaz lagayi, “Hariye! Idhar aao!”
Hariye kitchen se daudta hua aaya, lungi aur banian mein, chehre pe ek ajeeb si chamak.
“Ji badi malkin?”
Zareen ne hukum diya, “Aaj Saba bahu rani ko shopping ke liye le jaana hai. Dilli ka pura market ghuma dena, jo chahiye le aana, aur shaam tak safe ghar wapas laana. Samjhe?”
Hariye ne apne honthon pe zubaan ferte hue, aankhein Saba pe tikaye bola,
“Achha begum saheba… aap fikar na karein. Bahu-rani, ko aaj main apne haathon pe utha kar ghumaaunga.”
Saba ne ghoor kar dekha, par kuch bol nahi payi.
Hariye andar hi andar muskuraya – aaj pura din uske saath akeli.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha uska.
Stairs se neeche utarte hi Hariye ne Saba ko dekha aur dheeme-dheeme ek ganda sa gaana gungunane laga:
“Meri chandni… teri jawani…
Raat bhar mujhe tadpayegi…
Mai tujhe chhodunga nahi, tu mujhe chhod de…
Aaja meri baahon mein, aa ja re…”
Saba ne muh banaya. “Suoar jaisa muh lekar phir gaana ga raha hai yeh buddha!”
Hariye hans kar bola, “Kisko bola bahurani? ”
Saba ne gusse se palta, “Jisko bol rahi hoon, woh bilkul samajh gaya hai!”
Aise hi bak-bak chalti rahi dono ke beech.
Bahut der se ek bhi ricksha nahi aa raha tha. Hariye ne ek ricksha rok liya aur chadh kar bola, “Bahu rani, chalo na!”
Saba ne mana kar diya. Woh door khadi rahi, doosre ricksha ka intezaar karti rahi. Aadha ghanta beet gaya, dhoop tez ho gayi, paer dukhnay lage. Akhirkaar haar kar woh usi ricksha mein chupchap Hariye ke bagal mein baith gayi.
Hariye ne muche muche mein muskurate hue side se dekha.
Saba ne ghoor kar bola, “Apne halwaai daant band karo, muh se badboo aa rahi hai.”
Hariye ne bilkul befikar hoke jawab diya, “Kal raat ko toh yeh badboo bahut pasand aa rahi thi bahurani… jab poore paanch minute tak kiss kar rahi thi na?”
Rickshawala peeche mud kar hansne laga. Saba ka chehra tomato ban gaya. Usne muh fer liya aur poora rasta chup rahi. Hariye beech-beech mein aur chhedta raha, gaane gaata raha, taane marta raha.
Shaam ko ghar lautne ke baad dinner ke waqt Saba ne ek teer se do nishane soch liye. Saba ab badla lega, par kese.
diner pe Hariye sabko khana paros raha tha, Saba ne khud plate uthaya aur boli,
“Kaka, aap baitho na… aaj main khana parosungi.”
Hariye hairaan. “Arre arre, yeh kya baat hui? Aap is ghar ki bahu hain, main naukar hoon!”
Saba ne muskurate hue kaha, “Aap bhi toh iss ghar ke member hain na, kaka?”
Zareen ne bhi saath diya, “Haan Hariye, baith jao. Tum bhi apne ho.”
(agar Zareen ko sach mein pata chal jaye ki Hariye apni bahu ke saath kya-kya kar raha hai, toh woh apne haathon se joota nikaal kar Hariye ke muh pe maar degi.)
Hariye thoda sharma gaya, par phir bhi baith gaya table pe.
Saba khud sabki plate mein khana daalti rahi, Hariye ko bhi daala, aur dheere se muskurati rahi.
Khana khatam hone ke baad woh paani ka glass Hariye ke saamne rakh kar boli,
“Kaka, aap haath dholo ab.”
Hariye ke muh se sirf “Jaroor bahurani…” nikla. Uske chehre pe pehli baar thodi si sharmindagi thi.
Jameel sahab ne Zareen se dheere se kaha, “Dekha? Humne bilkul sahi bahu ghar laaya hai. Kitni sanskaari, kitni izzat karti hai bade-buzurgon ki.”
Zareen ne bhi muskura kar sir hila diya.
Dinner ke baad sab apne-apne room mein chale gaye.
Saba apne room mein jaakar darwaza band kiya, bed pe baithi aur khud se muskuraane lagi.
“Aaj thoda sa badla toh le hi liya uss buddhe se…”
Par uske dil ke ek kone mein ek ajeeb si bechaini bhi thi – jaise aaj Hariye ko table pe baithaya toh sahi, lekin kal phir woh apni gandi harkat kya karega, yeh soch kar uska jism thoda sa kaanp sa gaya.
(Ghari me Raat 1:15 )
Hariye ki neend ek jhatke mein toot gayi.
Uske dono taango ke beech aag lagi thi. Lund mein aisi jalan, aisa khujli, jaise koi laal mirch ka paste laga diya ho. Woh bed pe khujli karta raha, paer maarne laga, lund ko zor-zor se ragadne laga, lekin jalan aur badh gayi.
“Arre re re… maa kasam… yeh kya ho gaya re!”
Woh utha, lungi upar karke dekha – uska 10 inch ka mota, kaala lund poora laal ho chuka tha, supara jal raha tha, nasen phooli hui thi. Dard aur jalan se uska muh baigani pad gaya.
Kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Paani ka mug uthaya, bathroom mein ghus gaya aur lund ko mug mein daal kar thanda paani daal diya. Paani se thodi rahat mili, lekin jaise hi paani chhua, aur zor se jalan hone lagi. Woh cheekh hi deta ki…
Bathroom ke darwaze pe ek halki si hansi sunai di.
Saba khadi thi, nighty pehne, haath se muh dabaye hans rahi thi.
“Kaisa lag raha hai, kaka? Jalan ho rahi hai na bohot?”
Hariye chaunk kar bola, “Tu… tune kiya yeh sab, haramzaadi??”
Saba ne aankh maari. “Haan maine paani ke jug mein thodi si ‘lal mirch + shital mirch ka mixture’ daal diya tha… aur thodi si itching powder bhi. Bas thoda sa mazak tha, itna bada reaction nahi socha tha.”
Hariye ke aankhon se paani nikal aaya. “Aaah… bahu rani… jalan se mar jaunga… kuch kar na!”
Saba hans hans ke lot-pot ho rahi thi, lekin Hariye ka chehra dekh kar thodi si daya bhi aayi. Woh bhag kar kitchen gayi, fridge se ice tray nikali aur wapas aayi.
“Ruko… yeh lo ice. Mug mein daal do, thodi der mein araam milega.”
Hariye ne jhat se ice mug mein daal diya aur apna lund us thande paani mein dubo diya.
Par darwaza band nahi kiya – khula hi chhod diya.
Saba sofa pe baith gayi, pair upper kar ke, nighty thoda upar uthi hui, uski safed jaanghein chamak rahi thi.
Das minute beet gaye.
Hariye ab bhi mug mein lund duboye baitha tha, saans phool rahi thi, lekin jalan ab dheere-dheere kam ho rahi thi.
Saba ne dheere se poocha, “Ab thik hai na?”
Hariye ne sar hilaya, phir dheeme se bola, “Nahi bahu rani… abhi bhi thoda jalan hai… aur… aur ab khada bhi ho raha hai bohot zor se… dekh na…”
Saba ne palat kar dekha aur ekdum se saans rok li.
Mug ke paani mein Hariye ka lund ab poora khada tha – 10 inch se bhi zyada, mota, kaala, nasen phooli hui, supara laal aur chamakdar. Paani mein bhi woh poora akad kar khada tha jaise koi lohe ka rod.
Saba ki aankhein badi ho gayin. Usne fauran muh fer liya.
“Chi… darwaza band karo!”
Hariye ne dard bhari awaaz mein kaha, “Bou-ma… abhi bhi jalan hai… thodi der aur ice chahiye… aur… aur haath se thoda ragad do na… please… nahi toh mar jaunga…”
Bathroom mein sirf thandi saansen aur paani ki boondon ki awaaz thi.
Ice ka asar ho chuka tha, jalan bilkul khatam. Lekin Hariye ka lund ab bhi lohe ki rod bana khada tha – 10 inch se zyada, mota, nasen phooli hui, supara chamak raha tha.
Hariye ne dard bhari awaaz mein kaha,
“Bahu rani… abhi bhi khada hai… thoda haath se kar do na… please…”
Saba ne sar hilaya. “Nahi… bas bohot ho gaya. Main ja rahi hoon.”
Jaise hi woh palti, Hariye ne uska haath pakad liya aur zor se kheencha.
“Jaogi kahan? Abhi toh shuruaat hai!”
Saba chaunk kar chillayi, “Chhodo mujhe!”
Lekin Hariye ne uski kamar pakad kar khud se chipka liya aur seedha uska muh apne lund ke saamne kar diya.
“Le bahu rani… aaj tera muh bhi lenge!”
Saba ne muh band karne ki koshish ki, dono haathon se dhakka mara, lekin Hariye ne uske baal pakad liye aur zor se peeche kheencha. Uska muh khul gaya.
Usi pal Hariye ne apna mota supara uske narm honthon ke beech ghusa diya.
“Ummphhh…!”
Saba ki cheekh dab gayi. Uska muh poora khul gaya – uska lund itna mota tha ki uske honth phatne lage.
Hariye ne ek zor ka dhakka maara – aage – aadha lund ek baar mein andar ghus gaya. Saba ki aankhon se paani nikal aaya, naak se saans lene lagi.
Hariye ne uska sar pakad kar aage-peeche karna shuru kiya – jaise koi machine.
“Le… le poora… aaj tera muh chodunga… bahurani… aaah… kitna garam hai tera muh…”
Saba tadap rahi thi, haath se Hariye ki jaanghein peet rahi thi, lekin Hariye ne aur zor se baal kheencha aur poora lund andar tak ghusa diya. Uska supara Saba ke gale tak pahunch gaya.
Saba ki saansen ruk gayi ek pal ke liye. Uski naak se siski nikal rahi thi – “ghhh… ghhh…”
Hariye ne lund bahar nikala – ek lambi laar ki leer Saba ke muh se latak gayi – phir zor se andar.
Phir bahar. Phir andar.
Aise hi das-pandrah zor ke dhakke. Har baar poora lund andar tak, gale tak.
Saba ka muh laal ho gaya, honth sooj gaye, aankhon se aansoo beh rahe the.
Hariye ka pace tez hota gaya – ab woh khud apni kamar aage-peeche kar raha tha, Saba ka sar pakad kar sirf guide kar raha tha.
“Chus… chus haramzaadi… apne sasur ke naukar ka lund… aaah… kitna mazaa aa raha hai…”
Paanch minute tak yeh chalta raha.
Phir Hariye ne lund bahar nikala. Uska lund poora geela tha – Saba ki thook se chamak raha tha.
Woh sofa pe baith gaya, dono taange chaudi kar ke.
“Ab baith… aur chus khud se.”
Saba saans phooli hui thi. Uske honth laal, muh se laar tapak rahi thi.
Woh kuch nahi boli. Hariye ne gal par ek tamacha mara,Bas dheere se ghutno ke bal baith gayi Hariye ke saamne.
Hariye ne uske baal pakde hue tha, lekin ab zor nahi laga raha tha – sirf guide kar raha tha.
Saba ne aankhein band kar li… aur dheere se apna muh aage badhaya.
Usne khud se supara muh mein liya.
Pehle sirf supara… phir dheere-dheere aadha lund… phir thoda aur.
Ab woh khud hi sar aage-peeche kar rahi thi.
Hariye bas moan kar raha tha – “Haan… aise hi… bou-ma… chus… poora…”
Saba bhool chuki thi ki woh kya kar rahi hai.
Uska dimaag sunn tha. Sirf uska muh chal raha tha – andar-bahar, andar-bahar.
Kabhi zubaan se supare ko chat ti, kabhi andar tak le leti.
Uske muh se “chhup-chhup… slurrp…” ki awaazein aa rahi thi.
Das minute beet gaye…
Hariye sofa ke haath pakad kar tadap raha tha.
“Aaah… aaah… bahurani… aur nahi saha jaata… bas kar de… nikal jaayega…”
Saba ne uski halat dekh kar ek ajeeb sa nasha chadh gaya.
Uske dil mein ek garv uthra – yeh wahi Hariye jo train mein zabardasti karta tha, jo raat mein kiss karta tha, aaj uske saamne bilkul bekabu ho gaya hai.
Aaj woh driving seat pe thi.
Ek pal ko usne socha – aaj is buddhe ko poori tarah barbaad kar degi.
(Kya jaane kya soch rahi thi Saba… asal mein woh khud barbaad ho rahi thi, lekin uska dimaag usko bol raha tha ki woh isko barbaad kar rahi hai.)
Usne dheere se neeche jhuk kar Hariye ke dono bade-bade andkosh muh mein le liye.
Jaise koi garam-garam gulab jamun chus rahi ho.
Dheere-dheere, zubaan se chaat-ti, choosti, andar-bahar karti.
Hariye upar ki taraf dekh raha tha, aankhein band, muh khula – sirf “haaa… haaa… bahurani…” ki awaazein.
Saba ne uske chehre ko dekha aur aur nasha chadha.
Usne andkosh chhod diya, Hariye ke dono haath pakad liye aur zor se sofa ke dono taraf chauda kar ke daba diya.
Phir seedha uska lund muh mein le liya – gehra tak – gale tak – aur zor-zor se chusne lagi.
Hariye ki kamar upar uthne lagi.
“Bas… bas… rehne de bou-ma… aaah…”
Lekin Saba ne rukna nahi tha.
Usne lund chhoda, Hariye ke maathe pe ek lamba kiss kiya aur dheeme se boli,
“Ulta ho jao… pet ke bal let ja.”
Hariye ne bina soche palat gaya.
Uske bade-bade lombe chootad upar, beech mein gehri ghaati, ghane baal se bhari hui.
Saba ne dono haathon se uske chootad dabaye – naram, garam, baalon se bhare.
Phir ek ungli pe thook lagayi aur seedha Hariye ke gaand ke chhed mein ghusa di.
Hariye ki cheekh nikal gayi – “Aaaah mar gaya!”
Saba ne jhat se nighty ke andar haath daal kar apni bra nikali aur Hariye ke muh mein ghusaa di.
“Shor mat karo… saara ghar jag jayega!”
Hariye ka muh band. Sirf “ummph… ummph…” ki awaazein.
Saba ko laga woh rani hai.
Usne do ungliyaan daali, andar-bahar karne lagi – tez, phir dheeme, phir tez.
Hariye ka jism kaanp raha tha. Uski gaand se gandi si khushboo aa rahi thi, lekin Saba ruk nahi rahi thi.
Phir usne chootad chaude kiye aur muh laga diya.
Zubaan se us gande, baalon bhare chhed ko chaatne lagi.
Baal muh mein aa rahe the, lekin woh chusti gayi – gehra, aur gehra.
Hariye ka pura jism tharthara raha tha, sofa ke cushion ko daant se kaat raha tha.
Saba ke dil mein ek ajeeb si vijay thi – yeh wahi Hariye jo usko chhedta tha, aaj uske neeche let kar ro raha hai.
Kuch der baad usne phir teen ungliyaan daal di aur tez-tez chalane lagi.
Hariye ka lund neeche sofa pe ragad raha tha, paani chhod raha tha.
Tabhi –
CLICK.
Light jal gayi.
Zareen darwaze pe khadi thi, aankhein phati hui.
Samne ka nazara:
Hariye pet ke bal nanga pada hai, muh mein Saba ki bra, gaand upar.
Saba nighty mein baithi hai, ek haath Hariye ki gaand mein teen ungliyaan daale hue.
Dono ek saath chaunk gaye.
Zareen ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi, “Yeh… yeh kya kar rahe ho tum dono??”
Hariye bra muh se nikaal kar amta-amta kar raha tha.
Saba ne turant dimag chalaya aur boli,
“Maa… Hariye kaka ko tez bukhar tha… 103 degree… tablet nahi kaam kar raha tha… isliye main suppository laga rahi thi… fever jaldi utrega…”
Zareen ne bhaunhen chadhaayi, “Suppository?? Tum kyun laga rahi ho? Aur tablet nahi tha kya ghar mein?”
Saba ne jhuk kar nazar, “Tha maa… lekin kaam nahi kar raha tha… isliye…”
Zareen ne saans li, “Jo bhi ho… yeh sab tumhe nahi karna chahiye tha. Log galat samajhenge. Ab jao, apne room mein so jao.”
Saba uthi, aur tezi se nikal gayi.
Zareen ne Hariye ki taraf dekha, “Aur tu lungi kahan gaya? Yeh bra muh mein kyun thi?”
Hariye sharma kar bola, “Woh… dard bohot tha… isliye bou-ma ne muh band kar diya taaki cheekh na nikle…”
Zareen ne bra uthayi, muh banaya aur chali gayi.
Saba apne room mein aayi.
Darwaza band kiya.
Bed pe baith gayi.
Uske haath ab bhi kaanp rahe the.
Uske muh mein ab bhi Hariye ka swad tha.
Uske dimag mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek awaaz: “Main kya kar rahi thi… haye … main kitni gandi ho gayi hoon…”
Doosri awaaz hans rahi thi: “Aaj woh Hariye… itna bada aadmi… mere neeche let kar ro raha tha… meri ungliyon se… meri zubaan se… aaj woh mera gulam tha…”
Phir usne Arif ki taraf dekha – woh gehri neend mein tha.
Saba ne uske maathe pe haath rakha aur dheere se boli,
“Arif… tum hi mere pehle aur aakhri ho… yeh sab sapna tha… ab kabhi nahi karungi.”
Phir woh blanket odh kar let gayi.
Lekin neend aane mein abhi bhi poori raat baaki thi.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Aur uske honthon pe ek halki si muskurahat thi – sharam aur vijay ka ajeeb sa mixture.

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Update 34: Ignored Desires
Subah ka time tha, December ki thandi hawa Delhi ki ghar mein ghus rahi thi. Saba, ghar ki bahu, jo itni sundar aur susheel thi ki har koi usse dekhta reh jata, aaj thoda late uthi. Raat ki ghatna uske dimag mein ghum rahi thi – wo accident wala moment Hariye ke saath. Usne apne aap ko sambhala, bed se uthti hui sochi, "Kya hua tha? Wo sab galti thi. Ab sab normal karna hai." Usne bathroom mein jaake shower liya, pani ki boondein uske soft skin pe gir rahi thi, jaise uski body ko saaf kar rahi ho. Gosal karne ke baad, usne apne geele baalon pe gamcha lapeta, aur ek simple salwar kameez pehni – white color ki, jo uske curves ko lightly highlight kar rahi thi. Orona usne properly lapeta, par andar se wo nervous feel kar rahi thi.
Bedroom se bahar nikalte hi, living room mein Hariye baitha tha, apna breakfast kha raha tha – roti aur sabzi. Wo purana servant , kaala rang, budha, par uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi. Jaise hi Saba ko dekha, usne muskuraya – wo muskurahat jo secretive thi, jaise kal raat ki yaad aa gayi ho. "Good morning, bahurani ji," usne kaha low voice mein, aankh maarte hue.
Saba ne uski taraf dekha bhi nahi. Usne ignore kiya, seedha kitchen ki taraf badhi. Dil mein sochi, "Iski himmat kaise? Main usse baat nahi karungi." Kitchen mein Zareen, uski saas, busy thi cooking mein. "Arre Saba, uth gayi? Aaj late ho gayi," Zareen ne pyaar se kaha, hansi ke saath.
"Haan maa ji, thoda neend aa gayi," Saba ne jawab diya, smile karke. Usne Zareen ki help shuru ki – vegetables chop karne lagi, chai banane mein madad ki. Zareen khush hui, "Beta, tumhari madad se kaam jaldi ho jata hai." Saba ne nod kiya, par uska dhyan Hariye pe tha. Wo ignore kar rahi thi, par andar se wo moment yaad aa raha tha – uski body pe uska touch, wo accident jo ab guilt ban gaya tha.
Din guzarta gaya. Arif office chala gaya tha, Jameel bahar market gaya. Ghar mein sirf Zareen, Saba aur Hariye. Lunch time pe Hariye kitchen ke paas aaya, paani maangne. "Bahu rani ji, ek glass paani milega?" usne kaha, nazar Saba pe tikate hue.
Saba ne uski taraf bina dekhe, glass bhara aur table pe rakh diya. "Yahan rakh diya," usne coldly kaha, aur wapas kaam mein lag gayi. Hariye ne paani piya, par uski muskurahat gayab nahi hui. Wo samajh gaya ki Saba ignore kar rahi hai, par usne kuch nahi kaha.
Shaam ko, jab Arif ghar aaya, Saba ne uske saath normal baat ki. Dinner pe sab saath baithe, Hariye serve kar raha tha. Jab usne Saba ki plate mein roti dali, uski ungliyan lightly uske haath ko touch ki. Saba ne jhat se haath khincha, "Hariye, dhyaan se!" usne sharply kaha.
"Sorry bahu rani ji," usne kaha, par aankhon mein wo hi chamak. Saba ne ignore kiya, Arif se baat karne lagi. Raat ko bed pe, Arif ke saath soyi, par uska dimag Hariye pe tha. "Kyun ignore kar rahi hoon? Kyunki wo galat tha. Arif mera husband hai, wo sab bhool jao." shaba khud ko hi bol raha tha.
Agla din bhi same routine. Subah uthi, gosal kiya, par aaj Saba ne decide kiya ki Hariye ko bilkul avoid karegi. Breakfast time pe, Hariye bahar baitha tha, newspaper padh raha tha. Saba kitchen se bahar aayi, chai leke, par uski taraf dekha bhi nahi. Hariye ne try kiya, "bahu rani ji, aaj mausam accha hai na?" usne casually kaha.
Saba ne suni hi nahi, seedha Zareen ke paas chali gayi. "Maa ji, aaj kya banaye?" usne pucha, jaise Hariye exist hi nahi karta. Hariye ko thoda gussa aaya, par wo chup raha. Din bhar, jab Hariye ghar ke kaam kar raha tha – jhadu lagana, pocha karna – Saba uske paas se guzri, par eye contact avoid ki. Ek baar Hariye ne paani ka jug bhara, aur Saba ke room ke paas rakh diya. "Bahu rani ji, paani rakh diya," usne kaha.
Saba ne darwaza band kar diya bina jawab diye. Hariye ka chehra laal ho gaya – gusse se. "Yeh kya? Us raat tak toh... ab ignore? Theek hai, dekhte hain kitne din," usne apne man mein socha.
Doosre din bhi ignore continue. Saba ne Hariye se bilkul baat band kar di. Lunch prepare karte time, Hariye kitchen mein aaya help ke liye. "Maa ji, main madad kar doon?" usne Zareen se kaha, par nazar Saba pe.
Zareen ne haan kaha, par Saba ne uski taraf bina dekhe, "Maa ji, main handle kar lungi. Hariye, tum bahar jao." Usne directly kaha, cold tone mein. Hariye ko aur gussa aaya. Wo bahar chala gaya, mutthi bandh karke. "Ab yeh game khel rahi hai behenchod? Main bhi ignore karunga," usne socha.
Teesre din, ghar mein koi nahi tha. Arif office, Jameel dost ke ghar, Zareen market gayi thi. Saba ghar pe akeli thi, par Hariye backyard mein tha, kapde dhone mein busy. Zareen ne jaate time Saba se kaha tha, "Beta, ye kapde Hariye ko de dena, wo bathroom mein dho raha hai." Saba ne haan kaha, par andar se nervous. "Ignore kar rahi hoon, par ab dena padega. Theek hai, jaldi se deke aaungi."
Saba ne kapdon ki basket uthayi, aur bathroom ki taraf gayi. Bathroom ka darwaza khula tha, Hariye andar baitha tha, balti mein kapde dhone mein laga. Usne shirt nahi pehni thi, sirf lungi, uska kaala badan pasine se chamak raha tha. Saba ne andar jhanka, "Hariye, ye kapde maa ji ne diye hain. Dho lena."
Usne basket aage badhaya, jhuk ke. Jaise hi jhuki, uska orona slip ho gaya, shoulder se gir gaya. Uske cleavage expose ho gaya – wo soft, fair skin, uske breasts ka shape clearly dikh raha tha. Saba ka dil zor se dhadka, usne jhat se orona uthaya aur sahi kiya. "Oh no, wo dekha toh nahi?" usne socha, chehra laal hote hue.
Par jab usne Hariye ki taraf dekha, wo apne kaam mein busy tha, kapde rub kar raha tha, bina uski taraf dekhe. "Haan, le lo," usne casually kaha, nazar uthaye bina. Saba shocked ho gayi. "Kya? Wo dekha nahi? Ya ignore kar raha hai?"
Wo basket rakh ke wapas mudne lagi, par man mein doubt. "Ab wo mujhe ignore kar rahachahiyes raat ke baad? Kya main ab attractive nahi?" Usne socha, par phir hila, "Chhi, kya soch rahi hoon. Arif mera pati hai."
Par curiosity jeet gayi. Saba wapas mud gayi, "Hariye, ye kapde ache se dho na. Dekh, ye stain hai." Usne phir jhuka, is baar zyada, orona jaan boojh ke slip hone diya. Uske breasts move hue, upar neeche, jaise waves – wo soft, full curves, cleavage deep dikh raha tha. Usne thoda hilaya bhi, jaise kapde dikha rahi ho, par asal mein attention chah rahi thi. Dil mein sochi, "Ab toh dekhega. Yeh budha servant, ghar ki young beautiful bahu ko ignore kaise kar sakta hai?"
Par Hariye ne sirf haan mein sir hilaya, bina dekhe. "Ji bahurani ji, dho dunga," usne kaha, apne kaam pe focus. Saba ka muh khula reh gaya. "Kya? Yeh ignore kar raha hai? Main, itni sundar, yahan jhuk ke... aur yeh budha kaala naukar mujhe notice nahi kar raha?" Usne socha, gusse aur confusion se.
Wo seedhi hui, basket rakh di aur bahar chali gayi. Hall mein aake baith gayi, sochne lagi. "Kya ho gaya Hariye ko? Pehle muskurata tha, ab ignore? Kya main ab sundar nahi lagti? Us raat ke baad shayad usko guilt hai. Ya phir wo mujhe tease kar raha hai." Usne apne aap ko mirror mein dekha – uski fair skin, long baal, curvy figure. "Nahin, main toh perfect hoon. Par yeh Hariye... chhi, kyun soch rahi hoon uske baare mein? Arif mera sab kuch hai. Wo mera loving husband."
Par din bhar wo thought dimag se nahi gaya. Shaam ko jab sab ghar aaye, Saba normal rahi, par Hariye ko dekhti rahi. Wo bhi ignore kar raha tha. Raat ko Arif ke saath bed pe, usne hug kiya, "Arif, I love you," usne kaha.
"I love you too, Saba," Arif ne jawab diya, kiss karke. Par Saba ka dimag Hariye pe tha – wo ignore game jo ab reverse ho gaya tha.
Agla din, Saba ne decide kiya ki wo Hariye ko test karegi. Subah uthi, aaj usne thoda revealing dress pehna – tight kameez, jo uske figure ko hug kar rahi thi. Gosal ke baad, baal khule chhode, lipstick lagayi. "Aaj dekhti hoon, ignore karega kaise," usne socha.
Kitchen mein Zareen ke saath kaam kar rahi thi, jab Hariye aaya. "Maa ji, chai bana doon?" usne pucha.
Saba ne uski taraf dekha, smile di – pehli baar ignore nahi kiya. "Haan Hariye, banao," usne kaha softly.
Hariye shocked, par usne bhi smile di, par nazar neeche. Chai banayi, Saba ko diya, par touch avoid kiya. Saba ka dil dhadka, "Ab bhi ignore? Yeh kya game hai?"
Din bhar, Saba try karti rahi. Ek baar backyard mein gayi, jahan Hariye plants paani de raha tha. "Hariye, ye phool kitne sundar hain," saba kaha, jhuk ke phool ko touch kiya, cleavage lightly show karke.
Hariye ne dekha hi nahi, "Haan bahu rani ji," bas kaha aur kaam continue. Saba frustrated ho gayi. "Yeh budha mujhe tease kar raha hai. Us raat usne enjoy kiya, ab ignore?"
Shaam ko, Arif aaya, Saba ne uske saath time spend kiya, par man mein Hariye. Raat ko, bed pe sochti rahi, "Kya main overthink kar rahi hoon? Par wo cleavage scene... main yahan attention ke liye itna try, aur wo nothing."
Doosre din, ghar phir khali. Saba ne chance liya. Bathroom ke paas gayi, Hariye wahan kapde sukhane mein busy. "Hariye, ek baat poochni thi," usne kaha, door pe khadi.
"Kya bahurani ji?" usne pucha, bina dekhe.
Saba andar gayi, close aayi. "Us raat jo hua... wo accident tha na?" usne low voice mein pucha, uski saans tez.
Hariye ruk gaya, phir kaam continue. "Ji, accident hi tha. Aap tension mat lo," usne kaha coldly.
Saba shocked, "Par tum ab mujhe ignore kyun kar rahe ho?"
Hariye hans pada, "Ignore? Aap hi toh ignore kar rahi thi. Ab main bhi wahi kar raha hoon."
Saba ka chehra laal, "Nahin, main... chhi, forget it. Hum ek ghar mei rehte hei, bhul ho gayi, hum dono ko age bar na chahiye."

 

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