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Part 95
**Part 95 – Ghar mein bomb phat gaya **
Agle din dopahar ke 12 baj rahe the.
Sab log drawing-room mein baithe the – Rohan, Mehul, Ruhi, Nidhi aur Rohit (papa) bhi ghar par the.
Achanak darwaze ki bell baji.
Ek 40-42 saal ki aurat, designer saree mein, saath mein ek 19-20 saal ki jawan ladki (gori, lambi, tight top-jeans mein) andar aayi.
Aur seedha bomb phod diya.
Sunita (tez awaaz mein):
“Rohit ji… namaste.
Yeh Mansi hai… aapki beti.
Aapke aur mere office affair ki nishani.”
Sab ke muh khule reh gaye.
Rohit ekdum se khada ho gaya, chehra laal:
“Kya bakwas kar rahi ho Sunita?
Yeh jhooth hai! Main kisi se affair mein nahi tha!
Nikal jao yahan se!”
Sunita bilkul shant rahi.
Usne apna purse khola, ek file nikali aur Rohit ke saamne rakh di.
Sunita (thandi muskaan ke saath):
“Jhooth?
Yeh lo… DNA report.
Mansi ka aur aapka.
99.99% match.
Goa trip ke 4 saal baad ka result hai.”
Rohit ne haath kaanpte hue report uthayi.
Padhte-padhte uska chehra safed pad gaya.
Nidhi ke muh se sirf ek siski nikli.
Mehul, Ruhi hairan.
Rohan chup-chaap dekh raha tha.
Rohit (haklate hue):
“Yeh… yeh… galat hoga… fake hoga…”
Sunita ne ek aur copy nikaal kar table par phenk di:
“Fake?
Do alag-alag labs se karwaya hai maine.
Ab mana karne se kya faayda?
Mansi aapki sagi beti hai… aur ab hum dono ko iss ghar mein rehne ka poora haq hai.”
Rohit ke ghutne ladkhadaye, woh sofa par dhan se baith gaya.
Usne sir pakad liya:
“Sorry Nidhi… sorry sabko… galti ho gayi thi…”
Nidhi ro padi aur apne kamre ki taraf chali gayi.
Sunita ne Mansi ka haath pakda aur muskurate hue boli:
“Chalo beta… ab yeh tumhara bhi ghar hai.
Room dikhao koi.”
Mansi ne pehle Rohan ko dekha – seedhi aankhon mein – aur halke se smile di.
Rohan ne bhi wapas smile ki.
Ghar mein ek naya tamasha shuru ho chuka tha…
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**Part 97 – Ghar mein thandak**
Mansi (Manu) ghar aaye hue 4 din ho chuke the.
Woh bahut koshish kar rahi thi sabse ghulne-milne ki:
- Subah Nidhi ke saath kitchen mein haath batati,
- Mehul ke saath shopping ke liye jaati,
- Ruhi ke saath reels banati,
- Rohit (papa) se baatein karti, “papa” bulati.
Par ghar ka mahaul bilkul thanda tha.
Nidhi usse dekhte hi aankhein pher leti thi.
Mehul aur Ruhi sirf “hmm” ya “haan” tak baat karte.
Rohit sharma se zameen mein ghus jaate.
Sabse bura asar Rohan par pada tha.
Pehle jo har raat suhagraat chalti thi, ab band ho chuki thi.
- Mehul aur Ruhi apne-apne kamron mein lock kar ke so jaate,
- Nidhi bhi darwaza band karke let jaati,
- Rohan raat bhar akela lund hilata rehta.
Rohan ko gussa aa raha tha, par abhi kuchh bol nahi sakta tha, kyunki ghar mein tension already bahut thi.
Ek din dopahar ko Rohan akela drawing-room mein baitha tha.
Manu (Mansi) paas aayi, usne chhoti si crop top aur shorts pehna tha, bilkul casual.
Manu (masoom awaaz mein):
“Bhaiya… sab mujhse naraz hain na?
Main kya karun? Main to bas apna ghar samajh kar aayi hoon…”
Rohan ne usko upar se neeche dekha – jawan badan, bade mumme, gol hips.
Dil mein kuchh hulchul hui, par chehre par gussa tha.
Rohan (thandi awaaz mein):
“Tune ghar mein aag laga di hai Manu.
Sabki zindagi kharab kar di.”
Manu ne aankhein neeche kar li, phir dheere se boli:
“Bhaiya… main jaanti hoon mummy (Sunita) ne galat kiya…
par main to bas apne papa aur family ke paas aana chahti thi.
Agar sab itne naraz hain… to main chali jaungi.”
Itna bol kar woh rone lagi, aankhon mein aansu.
Rohan ka dil pighal gaya.
Usne Manu ka haath pakda aur kheench kar apni god mein bitha liya.
Rohan (dheeme se):
“Rona band kar… tu meri chhoti behan hai… sagi behan.
Tu kahin nahi jayegi.
Jo hua so hua… ab tu yahin rahegi.”
Manu ne Rohan ke gale lag gayi, uska badan Rohan se chipak gaya.
Rohan ko pehli baar uski garmi mehsoos hui – tight top mein mumme dab rahe the, shorts mein hips uski jaangh par.
Rohan ke lund mein hulchul hui.
Rohan (dil mein):
“Ek aur behan… bilkul kachi kali…
ab isko bhi apna banana hai…
par pehle ghar ka mahaul thik karna padega.”
Usne Manu ke baal sehlate hue bola:
“Tu fikr mat kar… main sabko samjha dunga.
Aur jo bhi hua… ab hum sab ek family hain.”
Manu ne sharma ke sir hila diya.
Par Rohan ke dil mein ek naya plan ban chuka tha:
- Pehle ghar ke sabko manaana hai,
- Phir Manu ko bhi apni haram mein shamil karna hai.
Khel abhi khatam nahi hua tha…
sirf thoda ruk gaya tha.
Jaldi hi phir se shuru hone wala tha – aur is baar aur bada.
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**Part 98 – Sunita aur Nidhi ka confrontation (edited)**
Shaam ko kitchen mein sirf dono auratein thi.
Sunita (chai ka cup haath mein liye, thandi muskaan ke saath):
“Nidhi ji… chai ek cup mujhe bhi.”
Nidhi ne palat kar dekha, aankhein laal, haath kaanp rahe the.
Usne cup zor se table par rakha.
Nidhi (tez awaaz mein):
“Tumhe sharam nahi aati Sunita?
Mere pati ke saath affair, ek beti paida ki… aur ab mere ghar mein aa kar baith gayi ho?
Yeh mera ghar hai… mera parivaar mera hai!”
Sunita ne dheere se chai pi aur shant awaaz mein boli:
Sunita:
“Gussa achha nahi lagta aap par, Nidhi ji.
Haan, maine aur Rohit ji ne galti ki thi… lekin woh bhi to puri tarah shaamil the na?
Goa trip mein teen raatein… woh bhi to mujhe roz chodte the.
Ab Mansi badi ho gayi hai… zimmedari unki bhi hai.
Maine aaj tak ek rupaya nahi maanga… ab sirf apni beti ka haq maang rahi hoon.”
Nidhi ke aansu nikal aaye.
Nidhi (roti hui):
“Tumne mera sab kuchh cheen liya… mera sukh, mera ghar, meri shanti…”
Sunita ne cup neeche rakha, Nidhi ke bilkul paas aayi aur dheemi lekin dabang awaaz mein boli:
Sunita:
“Cheena nahi… baanta hai, Nidhi ji.
Ab yeh ghar dono ka hai.
Rohit ji ab bhi mujhe chahte hain… kal raat bhi woh mere kamre mein aaye the… pura saal baad unhone mujhe choda… jaise purane din wapas aa gaye hon.
Aap akeli reh gayi hongi… lekin ab aapko akela nahi rehna padega.”
Nidhi ke badan mein jhatka laga.
Nidhi (kaanpti awaaz mein):
“Matlab?”
Sunita ne Nidhi ki kamar par haath rakh diya aur kaan mein gunjda diya:
Sunita:
“Matlab… ab ghar mein sab baant kar khush rahenge.
Rohit ji dono ko time denge.
Aur aap bhi… agar chahein to phir se garam ho sakti hain.
Mansi to jawan hai… ghar mein nayi khushi aayegi.
Aap bhi muskuraane lagengi… bas thodi si baat samajh lo.”
Nidhi ke honth kaanp rahe the.
Usne Sunita ka haath jhatakne ki koshish ki, lekin himmat nahi hui.
Sunita ne Nidhi ke gaal par ek halki si ungli pheri aur boli:
Sunita:
“Soch lo Nidhi ji…
Ya to gussa karti raho aur akeli tadapti raho…
Ya phir hum dono milkar iss ghar ko phir se khushiyon se bhar dein.
Mansi aapki beti jaisi hi hai… ab hum sab ek hain.”
Phir Sunita muskuraate hue chai khatam kar ke nikal gayi.
Nidhi kitchen mein akeli khadi reh gayi –
dil mein gussa, sharam, aur ek gehri bechaini.
Ghar ka naya daur shuru ho chuka tha…
aur ab Nidhi ko faisla karna tha –
ladna ya saath dena.
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Us raat 1:30 baje.
Ghar mein sab so rahe the… ya soye hue the.
Nidhi apne kamre mein akeli baithi thi.
Rote-rote uski aankhein laal ho chuki thi, lekin ab aansu ruk gaye the.
Uske dil mein ek gehra toofan chal raha tha –
gussa, sharam, beizzati… aur saath hi ek khaufnaak khaliyapan.
Usne Sunita ki baat baar-baar yaad ki:
“Ya to akeli tadapti raho… ya saath milkar khush rahen.”
Phir usne apne bete Rohan ko yaad kiya –
uski jawani, uski dabang aankhein, uska badan…
jo pehle hi usne uski har tadap ko mitaya tha.
Nidhi ne dheere se apni almari kholi.
Ek laal silk nighty nikali – jo saalon se nahi pehni thi.
Usne nahaya, khud ko saaf kiya, perfume lagaya, baal khule chhode,
aur phir apne kamre ka darwaza khula chhod kar…
Rohan ke kamre ki taraf chal di.
Rohan ka darwaza andar se band tha, lekin lock nahi tha.
Nidhi ne dheere se dhakka diya aur andar chali gayi.
Rohan bed par nanga leta tha, akela, lund thoda khada – shayad sapne mein bhi tadap raha tha.
Nidhi bed ke paas aayi, usne apni nighty ke strap dheere se neeche kiye…
nighty zameen par gir gayi.
Woh bilkul nangi Rohan ke bagal mein let gayi, uske seene par sir rakh diya aur dheere se bola:
Nidhi (kaanpti lekin thos awaaz mein):
“Beta… ab mummy akeli nahi tadapegi.
Jo bhi naya niyam hai ghar ka… mummy usko manzoor karti hai.
Ab se tu hi iss ghar ka maalik hai… aur mummy teri… poori tarah teri.”
Rohan ki aankh khul gayi.
Usne maa ko nanga dekha, uski garmahat mehsoos ki…
aur ek badi si muskaan chehre par aa gayi.
Rohan ne maa ko palta, uske upar chadh gaya aur seedha lund maa ki chut mein pel diya.
Nidhi ki cheekh nikli… phir maza lene lagi:
“Aaaah… haan beta… ab se har raat… mummy tere paas hi soyegi… teri biwi banke…”
Rohan ne zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kar diye.
Us raat Nidhi ne apna faisla suna diya –
nafrat nahi, balki poori tarah se samarpan.
Ab ghar mein do maaen thi…
ek purani, ek nayi…
aur dono ek hi bete ke neeche aane wali thi.
Nidhi ka faisla ho chuka tha:
ab woh bhi Rohan ki haram ka hissa thi…
aur is baar khushi se, dil se, poore badan se.
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