Erotica Huma Phir Fansi

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Huma aur Chain Snatcher #2

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Huma apne pura pair failaye nange bistar pe leti thi, jaise koi sehzadi ho jo abhi apna sehzade ka intezaar kar rahi ho. Raju samne khada tha, apni shirt utarte hue, lekin harami smile ke saath.

“Huma jee,” Raju ne apni shirt gande style me phekte hue bola, “Ek baat puchhun? Gusse mat hona.”

Huma ne irritate hote hue aankhein ghumayi. “Raju, phir se koi bakwas karne wale ho? Jaldi bolo, aur yaad rakhna, mere dimag ke upar ab tumhari nautanki nahi chadti.”

Raju, jo ek number ka harami tha, seedha bistar ke paas aake bola, “Dekho Huma, tumhari wajah se mujhe sudharne ka ek aur moka mila hai. Agar tum mujhe chod dogi, toh main wapas woh chain-chhod Raju ban jaunga jo sabko darrata tha.”

Huma ne ek thandi nazar us par daali, jaise bol rahi ho, "Kutte ki dum kabhi seedhi nahi hoti." “Raju, tumhara sudharna toh ek ajeeb joke lagta hai. Kal hi news mein chain-snatching ki report aayi thi. Batao, woh tum toh nahi the na?”

Raju ne ekdam innocent face banaya, jaise ek chhota baccha chocolate chhupane ki koshish kar raha ho. “Arey Huma jee, kasam se bol raha hoon, woh main nahi tha. Aapki wajah se ab main ek nayi zindagi jee raha hoon. Ab toh sirf aapki chudai ke sapne dekhta hoon.”

Huma ne uski baat sunte hi pillow uthaya aur uske muh par de maara. “Bhaad me ja Raju! Teri baatein sunke lagta hai main tujhe hi jail bhej doon!”

Raju ekdam se pillow ko pakad ke bola, “Arrey Huma jee, aap toh serious ho gayi. Kasam se bol raha hoon, ab chori nahi karta. Aap chahein toh meri jeb check kar lo. Chain ke jagah sirf condom milega!”

Huma ne pillow hata ke uski taraf dekha, jaise uska dimaag ghuma diya ho. “Teri bakwas sunke lagta hai, tere khilaf ek FIR karwa doon.”

Raju ne bistar ke paas jhukh kar uske pair pakad liye, ekdam nautanki mode on. “Arrey Huma jee, meri maa, meri devi! Agar aap mujhse naraz ho gayi, toh mera kya hoga? Aapki wajah se hi toh maine chain-snatching chhodi hai!”

Huma ka dil, jo kabhi kabhi logic ke jagah emotion ke saath chalta tha, pigal gaya. “Thik hai, maan leti hoon. Par Raju, agar mujhe pata chala ki tum jhooth bol rahe ho na, toh tujhe kaat ke tujhe bhi jail bhej dungi!”

Raju ka harami smile wapas aaya. Woh bistar par chadhte hue bola, “Arrey Huma jee, ab toh jail bhi tabhi jaunga jab aapka mann ho. Filhaal toh bas ek aur round chahiye.”, Raju ka lund jhul raha tha, jise dekh Huma ke hum se aanh nikalti hai,

Huma ne uski taraf dekha, jaise uska dimaag ka fuse ud gaya ho. “Raju, tujhe kabhi aur kuch soojhta hai? Chal jaldi khatam kar, mujhe ghar jaana hai.”

Raju ne ek mischievous tone me bola, “Ghar jaana toh thik hai, lekin pehle jhadiyon waali yaadein thoda fresh kar lein? Aapki kasam, adventure ke bina maza nahi aata.”

Huma ne uski collar kheenchte hue kaha, “Raju, teri harkate dekh ke lagta hai ek din tujhe log maar ke hospital bhejenge.”

Raju ne cheeky smile ke saath bola, “Huma jee, logon ka kya hai, unko maarne dijiye. Filhaal toh bas aap ke saath time pass kar raha hoon. Ab chhodo lecture, aur bas apna mood banaiye.”

Raju ne apne lund pe thuka, aur Huma ke pair faila ke aage badha hi tha ki Huma apna hath niche laga rok deti hai, "Condom kahan hai Raju!?"

Huma ne uski taraf ghusse se dekha, jaise keh rahi ho, "Teri nautanki ab nahi chalegi." "Raju, pehle condom leke aa, warna yeh sab yahin khatam."

Raju ne apne usual innocent expressions ke saath bola, "Huma jee, condom ka kya karna? Pyar ke beech barrier nahi hona chahiye. Aur waise bhi, aap hi toh kehti hain ki main sudhar raha hoon. Aapke pyar ka asar condom ke bagair zyada achha lagega."

Huma ne apna sir pakad liya, jaise khud se pooch rahi ho, "Kyun main is harami ke saath ab tak hoon?" Lekin fir Raju ke dramatics ne uska dimaag fir se gum kar diya.

"Dekhiye, Huma jee," Raju ne apna tone thoda emotional banate hue kaha, "Aap par mujhe bharosa hai. Agar condom nahi hai, toh kya hua? Aap hi toh keh rahi thi ki meri sudharne ki journey ka part hain."

Huma ne thoda aur ghusse se bola, "Raju, ye sudharne ki journey condom ke bina nahi chalegi! Kal jab koi problem hogi, tab mujhe blame mat karna."

Raju ne apne harami charm ka last card khela, "Huma jee, agar aap chahengi, toh main kal pura box condoms ka le aaunga. Par aaj ke liye, sirf aapke pyar ke bharose chalne dijiye."

Huma ne ek lambi sigh le kar apna hath hata diya. "Thik hai, Raju, lekin kal condom ke bina mat aana. Aur agar mujhe laga ki tum mujhe phir se ullu bana rahe ho, toh yeh sab hamesha ke liye khatam."

Raju ne ek jiti hui kamini smile ke saath kaha, "Huma jee, aapka pyaar meri zindagi ka GPS hai. Ab tension mat lijiye, sab smooth hoga."

Aur usi smoothness ke saath, Raju ka harami-pan aur Huma ka pyar ek baar phir dominate kar gaya.

Aur is tarah, Raju ki nautanki aur harami baatein ek baar phir kaam kar gayi. Huma ko lagta raha ki woh uski wajah se sudhar raha hai, lekin asli mein Raju ka harami mode chalu tha—din mein chain-snatching aur raat mein Huma ke sath chhed-chhad aur nautanki.

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Huma aur Raju ka rishta ek ajeeb si kahani tha, jo jhooth, chhed-chhad, aur gandi baaton ka cocktail lagta tha. Har din ek nayi story, ek nayi jagah, aur Raju ke naye bahane. Huma ke dil ka ek hissa ab bhi is galatfehmi me tha ki uska pyar Raju jaise kameene insaan ko sudhar raha hai. Lekin, doosri taraf, Huma ka dimaag baar-baar news dekhte hue sawaal uthata. Chain-snatching ke cases din-ba-din kam hone ke bajaye aur zyada badh rahe the. Jab bhi Raju ke upar shak hota, uski baatein itni chikni hoti ki Huma ka doubt kuch samay ke liye hawa ho jata.


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Ek shaam, Raju Huma ko pick karne aaya aur bola, "Huma jee, ek romantic movie lagi hai. Chalenge?" Huma, jo ab tak apne doston ke samne Raju ke sudharne ka lecture de chuki thi, sharmate hue maan gayi. Cinema hall ke andhar pehle toh sab normal lag raha tha. Lights dim hote hi Raju apni purani harkatein shuru kar chuka tha. Pehle popcorn ka bahana, phir “aap thoda adjust ho jaaiye” kehkar aur paas aana, aur dheere-dheere uska haath Huma ke kandhe par tha.

Huma ne narazgi dikhai, “Raju, sab dekh rahe hain!”
Raju ne apni harami smile ke saath bola, “Arrey, Huma jee, yeh sab romance ka part hai. Sab apni movie me busy hain. Relax!”

Ek haath se popcorn ka tukda utha ke kabhi khud khata, kabhi Huma ko khilata, aur doosra haath dheere-dheere uski lap ki taraf phisal chuka tha. Huma pehle toh protest karne wali thi, par Raju ki aankhon me woh confidence dekhke chhup reh gayi aur Raju ka hath dheere dheere Huma ki panties me chala gaya.

“Raju, kya kar rahe ho? Yahan nahi!” Huma ne dheere se frown karte hue kaha.
Raju ne innocent tone me bola, “Huma jee, pyar ke liye diwar nahi honi chahiye. Aap tension mat lo, bas maza lijiye.”

Interval tak Raju ka haath aur aage ja chuka tha, aur uski fingers Huma ke bare skin ko tease kar rahi thi. Huma ka dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin woh kuch bol nahi pai. Raju, ek dum casual expression ke saath, popcorn kha raha tha, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Jab interval hua, Huma restroom ke liye gayi, toh Raju bhi peeche aa gaya. Lekin ladies room ki jagah, usne Huma ka haath pakad ke men’s room ka darwaza khol diya.

“Huma jee, yahaan koi nahi aayega. Safe jagah hai,” usne confident tone me kaha, jaise koi mastermind ho.

Huma ne ghabraye hue andar aate hi frown kiya, “Raju, ye galat hai. Agar koi pakad lega toh?”
Raju ne mischievous smile ke saath kaha, “Pakadne wala hi nahi hai. Waise bhi, aap mere saath ho. Aur sudharne ke liye mujhe full support chahiye.”

Huma ka gussa thoda soft ho gaya, aur usne poocha, “Raju, condom hai na?”
Raju ne apne pockets tap kiye, jaise kuch dhoond raha ho, aur phir nakli sharmahat ke saath bola, “Huma jee, woh leke aaya hota, par socha ki pyar aur trust ke beech koi barrier nahi hona chahiye.”

Huma ne ek second ke liye ghoor kar dekha, par Raju ki baaton me aake fir haar maan li. “Theek hai, par agli baar bina condom ke baat mat karna!”

Raju ne apne usual confident pose lete hue kaha, “Huma jee, aapka support rahe toh sudharna toh aur bhi asaan ho jata hai.”

Men’s room me ek awkward silence ke baad, Raju aur Huma ki chudai ki awaz gunjane lagi, aur Huma ko ye lag raha ki woh sach me is harami ko sudhar rahi hai.

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Doosre din, Raju ne Huma ko ek park bulaya. “Huma jee, aapko ek special jagah dikhana hai,” usne bola, apni usual chalu muskaan ke saath. Park ke andar jaate hi usne ek corner wali bench pe baithne ko kaha, jo ped ke neeche aise chhupi thi ki agar koi dekhta bhi, to samajh nahi paata ki kya chal raha hai.

“Yahan ka environment kitna sukoon wala hai, Huma jee,” Raju ne kaha, apne lafzon ko extra heavy banate hue, “Jaise dil ka bojh halka ho gaya. Bas ab lagta hai ek hi cheez chahiye zindagi me—ek saccha pyaar.”

Huma ne thoda soch kar bola, “Raju, tum waise ache aadmi lagte ho, par tumhari baatein hamesha ajeeb kyun hoti hain?”

Raju ne turant drama chalu kar diya. “Huma jee, kya aapko meri niyat par shaq hai? Main woh aadmi hoon jo apne doston ke beech kasam kha chuka hai ki ek din aapke liye mazar pe chadar chadhake aaunga!”

Huma, jo kabhi apne doubt se jeet nahi paayi, fir ek blush ke saath hans di. “Tum sudhar rahe ho, Raju. Maza aata hai tumhari baatein sunn ke.”

Raju ne seedha uska haath pakda aur bola, “Dekhiye, baatein to ho gayi. Par ab ek cheez ka jawaab do, jo sacche pyaar ki asli pariksha hai.”

Huma ne jhijhak kar poocha, “Kya?”

Raju ekdam close aaya aur dheere se bola, “Ek bade pyaar wale kaam ka waqt aa gaya hai. Huma jee, agar aapko lagta hai ki main sudhar raha hoon, to mujhe apna pyaar feel karne do. Matlab… aap samajh rahi hain na?”

Huma sharm se ekdum lal. “Raju! Tumhari yeh baatein… matlab kya…?”

Raju ne kaan ke peeche haath le jaakar bola, “Dekho, simple hai. Ek baar… woh… ek ‘BlowJob’ de do. Maan lijiye ki yeh sacche pyaar ki nishani hai. Kya aapko meri dil se sudharne ki koshish pe bharosa hai?”

Huma ne aankhein gol ki. “Raju, yeh kya bakwas karte ho?”

“Arey, bakwas nahi, Huma jee!” Raju ne filmy style me bola, “Yeh toh pyaar ka litmus test hai. Kya tumne pehle kisi ke liye itna kiya hai?"

Raju apne full chalu mode me aa gaya. “Dekho, pyaar ek bonding hai, ek connection hai. Usko aur mazboot karne ke liye ek nishani chahiye hoti hai. Aur woh hai… ek BJ.”

Huma ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. “Kya! Tum paagal ho gaye ho kya? Yeh kis type ka pyaar hai?”

“Arey, Huma jee, yeh toh true love ka ek proof hai!” Raju ne filmy andaaz me bola. “Dekho, duniya me do tarah ke insaan hote hain—ek jo bas sweet talk karte hain aur kuch nahi karte, aur doosre jo apne pyaar ke liye extreme level tak jaate hain. Main woh extreme waale category ka banda hoon.”

“Tumhare extreme pyaar ka matlab sirf ek ghatiya idea hai!” Huma ne kaha, lekin andar se thodi sharmayi.

“Ghatiya idea?” Raju ne ek fake shock wala expression diya. “Arre, yeh toh sabse asli bonding hoti hai! Dekho na, agar tum mujhe pyaar karti ho, toh kya tum mere sudharne ke mission me help nahi karogi? Agar tum mujhe apna 100% nahi dogi, toh main kaise acha aadmi banoonga?”

“Raju, tum toh blackmail kar rahe ho!” Huma ne kaha.

“Arre, blackmail nahi, Huma jee! Yeh toh pyaar ka asli test hai. Dekho, tumhare bina main toh kal se waapas wohi purana Raju ban jaunga. Ek chance de do!”

Huma ne ek lamha liya, fir bola, “Tumhari baaton ka koi limit hai kya?”

“Limit hoti to kya main Raju hota?” usne aankh maarte hue bola. “Dekho, bas ek baar, aur meri puri zindagi badal jayegi. Main tumhara hero banne ko tayar hoon, bas tum mujhe prove karne do ki tum sacchi ho.”

Huma ne sochne ka natak kiya, lekin woh Raju ki baaton me phir se fas gayi. “Theek hai, bas aakhri baar maan rahi hoon!” usne kaha, sharmate-sharmate.

Park ke kone me, ped ke neeche, Raju ki jeet ka ek aur jeet likha gaya.

Huma ne Raju ko blowjob de diya...

Huma ke liye yeh ek ajeeb si sharamindagi thi, lekin saath hi ek umeed bhi ki shayad Raju sach me badal raha ho.

Jab woh ghar laut rahi thi, uska mann bol raha tha, “Mujhe iska test lena chahiye tha,” lekin phir usne socha, “Nahi, pyaar ka matlab hi bharosa hai.”

Peeche park me, Raju ek bidi jalate hue bola, “Kya setting hai, saala! Agle din ke liye kuch aur naya sochna padega.”

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Ek din, Raju ne Huma ko phone kiya, “Huma jee, aaj dil kar raha hai aapke haathon ka bana khana khaun. Woh jo biryani banati ho na, dil khush ho jata hai!”

Huma, jo ab yakeen karne lagi thi ki Raju uski wajah se sudhar gaya hai, sharma kar boli, “Thik hai, par zyada bakwas mat karna, aur tameez se rehna.”

Shaam ko Huma biryani ka dabba le kar Raju ke chhote se kamre par pahunchi. Raju ne darwaza khola aur apni aadat se baaz na aate hue bola, “Huma jee, khushboo biryani ki nahi, aapki aa rahi hai. Kya baat hai, aaj toh aur bhi khoobsurat lag rahi ho!”

Huma ne aankh dikhai, “Bakwas band kar, aur plate nikal.” Lekin plate lana toh door, Raju ne dabba table par rakha aur bed ki taraf dekhte hue bola, “Huma jee, yeh bed kitna adhoora lagta hai na? Aapke saath ho toh bas sab perfect ho jaye.”

Huma ne zyada bhaav na dete hue kaha, “Mujhe nautanki bilkul pasand nahi hai, samjhe? Seedha khaane par dhyan de.”

Raju ne apna signature puppy-dog look banaya aur bola, “Huma jee, dil ki baat bol raha hoon. Aapki company me toh khane ka bhi maza dugna ho jata hai.”

Huma, jo ab tak gusse me thi, thoda pighal gayi. “Accha thik hai, khaana lagati hoon,” woh boli, aur kitchen me bartan dho kar biryani garam karne lagi.

Raju, jo tab tak bed par baitha tha, dheere se uske paas aaya aur bola, “Huma jee, biryani ka toh baad me dekhenge, pehle ek baat batao... aapko mere saath yahan aake kaisa lagta hai?”

Huma, jo apni sharmili nature ki wajah se aankh nahi mila rahi thi, jaldi se boli, “Main bas tumhe sudharne ki koshish kar rahi hoon. Tumhare liye aaj tak kisi ne itna nahi kiya hoga, hai na?”

Raju ne ek shatir muskaan di, “Bilkul nahi, Huma jee. Aap toh meri zindagi ki pehli aur akhri achhi cheez ho. Bas, isi liye chhoti si request thi...”

Huma ne nazar uthai, “Kya?”

Raju bed ki taraf ishaara karte hue bola, “Kya yeh bed sirf biryani ke liye use hoga? Ya humari bonding aur strong banane ke liye bhi?”

Huma ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Raju! Tum besharam ho! Main yahan tumhari madad karne aayi hoon, aur tum... tum yeh sab...”

Raju ne uske dono haath pakad liye aur bola, “Huma jee, yeh sab meri dil ki baat hai. Main sirf aapke saath apna har moment special banana chahta hoon.”

Huma ne aankh ghumayi, lekin ek chhoti si smile daba nahi paayi. “Tum sudharoge nahi, hai na?”

Raju ne hans kar bola, “Aapke bina toh kuch sudharne ka mann bhi nahi karta.”

Tabhi Huma ne ek aur sharp look diya aur poochha, “Aur condom? Kaha hai? Last time ke liye maine tumhe clearly bola tha!”

Raju ne apni jeb tapki, ek awkward smile ke saath bola, “Arrey, woh... actually... motorcycle ka fine bharna pada tha na? Condom ke liye paisa nahi bacha. Par main guarantee deta hoon, next time zarur le aunga.”

Huma ne apne haath pe rakhte hue apni sharm chhupane ki koshish ki, “Raju, tum na ek din mujhe problem me daal doge.”

Raju ne ek cheeky smile di, “Huma jee, main aapko bas khushiyon me daalna chahta hoon, aur kuch nahi.”

Aur baaki jo sharmili protest thi, woh bhi bed ke ek kone me chhup gayi, kyunki Raju ka charm aur harami dialogue kaam kar chuka tha, aur Raju apne bistar pe lita ke Huma ko khub chudai karta hai, aur baad me Huma ki hath se biryani khata hai.

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Ye sab ek mahine tak chalta raha. Din me Huma news dekh kar confuse ho jati thi ki chain-snatching ke cases kaise itne badh rahe hain, lekin raat me jab Raju ka dil se "I love you, Huma jee" sunti thi, to use lagta ki duniya me sab kuch theek ho raha hai. Uska mann khush hota tha ki usne apne pyar aur "special efforts" se ek sadakchaap chor ko sudhar diya hai.

Har raat ka ek naya plan hota—kabhi park ke andhere kone me, kabhi cinema ke peeche wali parking me, kabhi kisi apartment ki chhat par, aur kabhi Raju ke kamre ke bistar par. Har baar jab Raju bina condom ke milta, to pehle Huma ka gussa chadhta, "Raju! Tumne ab tak condom kyun nahi rakha?" Raju apni usual harami muskaan ke sath bolta, "Huma jee, condom se pyaar natural nahi lagta. Aur waise bhi, aapka pyar hi toh meri asli safety hai!"

Huma uski baat sun kar ek taraf khud ko samjhati ki ye pyar ki baat hai, aur dusri taraf apne decisions pe thoda doubt karti. Lekin Raju ka over-the-top charming attitude uska har gussa seconds me gaayab kar deta.

Huma ne apne andar ek alag si jeet mehsoos ki thi. Jab bhi woh news me chain-snatching ke cases dekhti, to uska mann khush hota ki uske Raju ne ye sab chhod diya hai. "Maine ek insaan ko badalne ka kaam kar diya hai. Bas, ab yeh duniya usse ek nayi shuruaat dene ko tayar ho jaye," woh khud se sochti thi.

Ek raat, jab Raju ke kamre ka bistar uska aur Huma ka sabse safe zone ban chuka tha, Huma ne muskara ke kaha, "Raju, tumhari life kitni badal gayi hai na?" Raju, jo us samay Huma ki kamar ko pakad kar usse paas la raha tha, hansi dabate hue bola, "Huma jee, aapki wajah se meri duniya hi badal gayi hai. Aap ho, to sab kuch hai."

Huma ki aankhon me ek proud wali chamak aa gayi. Use sach me lagta tha ki uska pyar, uska bharosa aur thodi si chhup-chhup ke ki gayi chudai ne Raju ko ek naya insaan bana diya hai. Usne toh ye bhi sochna shuru kar diya tha ki shayad Raju ek din kisi news channel par sudhar ka example banega. "Dekho, ek sadakchaap chor ko ek achhe insaan me badalne ke peeche ek pyaar karne wali ladki ka haath hota hai," woh apne imagination me interview tak de rahi thi.

Lekin Huma ko ye nahi pata tha ki Raju ki "nai duniya" me uska chor-gang aur zyada chust ho gaya hai. Raat ko jo pyar aur promises hoti thi, subah wo sab kuch bhool kar Raju apni purani duniya me wapas chala jata tha, aur chain-snatching ka level ab "premium services" tak pahunch gaya tha.

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Ek din Huma apne room me baithi thi, TV on tha, aur woh Raju ke gift diye hue chocolate ke akhiri piece ka maza le rahi thi. Tabhi news channel pe ek breaking headline flash hui: “Chain-snatching gang ka leader giraftaar, market me logon ne ki dhulayi!” Huma ka mann ekdum se alert ho gaya. Screen pe ek photo dikhayi gayi jo dheere dheere zoom in ho rahi thi—aur woh koi aur nahi, balki Raju tha.

Anchor bade dramatic tareeke se chilla raha tha, “Gang ka leader, jo pichle ek mahine se chain-snatching ka terror bana hua tha, aaj logon ke haathon range haath pakda gaya. Logon ne uski zordar pitaai ki aur police ke hawale kar diya!”

Huma ka chocolate uske muh me hi freeze ho gaya. Usne remote neeche pataka aur apna sir dono haathon se pakad liya. “Yeh kya kiya, Raju! Chutiya Kameena Madarchod Sala!!!” usne chilla kar kaha. Ek taraf news channel par dikh raha tha ki Raju ka muh kisi punching bag ki tarah phoola hua hai, aur doosri taraf Huma ki imagination me wo Raju ke “Huma jee, aapki wajah se main badal gaya hoon” wale dialogues ghoom rahe the.

Sham hote hi, Huma seedhe apni best friend Farzana ke ghar ja pahunchi. Farzana, jo already us news ko dekh chuki thi, apni hasi dabate hue darwaza kholti hai. Huma ke haath me ek brown bag tha, jo obvious tha ki Farzana ke dukaan se i-pill lene gayi thi.

Farzana: “Arre madam, andar to aayiye, ya seedha condom ke liye aayi hain?”
Huma: (chillate hue) “Band kar tu apna mazaak, mujhe already chakkar aa rahe hain!”
Farzana: (seriously acting karte hue) “Arre sorry, bhool gayi main. Tum toh ek social worker ho na. Ek chain-snatcher ko sudhar kar uska rehab chalana chah rahi thi.”

Huma ne apne bag se khali i-pill ke packet nikali aur Farzana ke bed pe patak di. “Mujhe lagta tha ki mera pyaar usse sudhar dega, par tu dekh, usne kya kiya!” Farzana apni hassi rok nahi paayi. “Tujhe kya laga tha, Huma? Ki tujhe dating ke saath crime reform ka Nobel prize mil jayega?”

Huma: “Farzi baatein mat kar, mujhe toh samajh nahi aa raha ki usne mere pyaar ko kaise jhootha banaya.”
Farzana: (sarcastically) “Jhootha? Arre Raju toh asli lover hai! Jo har raat bina condom ke risk le, woh toh jaan de sakta hai, bas jail se nahi bachega.”

Huma ne apna sir pakad liya. “Mujhe laga tha ki wo sudhar gaya hai, isliye maine…”
Farzana ne beech me kaat diya. “Haan, haan, pata hai! Tune uska khud pe kaafi ‘investment’ kiya hai, woh bhi bina insurance ke!”

Farzana: (laugh karte hue) “Waise soch, Huma. Tune ek chain-snatcher ke liye biryani banayi, uske kapde dhoye, aur mere dukaan ki i-pill ki stock lagbhag zero kar di. Par phir bhi usne tujhe hero nahi villain banaya! Chutiya kaat diya tera!!!”

Huma ne ek cushion uthaya aur Farzana pe maar diya. “Bohot mazaak kar rahi hai, dekh loongi tujhe!”
Farzana: (hassi dabate hue) “Tujhe dekh ke bas ek hi baat yaad aati hai: pyaar andha hota hai, par condom ke bina toh aur bhi andha hota hai!”

Dono hassi ke mare loot pot ho gayi, lekin Huma ke andar ek ajeeb si feeling thi—Jaise ki uske muh se "denchu denchu nikal jaye"
Farzana ne finally kaha, “Chal, ab tu sudhar. Next time kisi Raju ko nahi, kisi IT professional ko date kar. Lekin sali main tere ko acche se janati hun, ghar pahuchane se pehele koi teri chut mar lega”

Huma gusse me aankh dikhati hai, aur gusse se kehti hai, "Aaj se main kisi se ke sath sex nahi karungi, next hoga mera sauhar" Aur dono hansane lagate hain...

 

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Huma Alam's Facts

1. Age: Almost 24 years old.
2. Education: Pursuing a Bachelor’s degree in Nursing. She is very bad at studying. (She is barely passing semesters)
3. Appearance: She is very fair, with long black hair that she often ties in a neat braid. Her large, expressive eyes are always full of curiosity and innocence. She has hourglass shape. Her initials are 26-22-28. She takes pride in her pink pussy for which she always gets compliment from men. She likes to wear salwar-suit, but sometimes she also wear saree.
4. Background: Comes from a conservative family that emphasizes traditional values. Her mother and older sister are very strict but he abbu is very lenient. She wants to marry a Government Employee.
5. Personality: Huma is soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and a bit naive. She believes in love and is naturally romantic. She is very enthusiastic sexually. Her favorite color is Green.
6. Hobbies: She loves cooking, often experimenting with new recipes to impress people close to her. Biryani is her specialty. She also like Bollywood, TV Serials and POP music. She also participates in collage dance and drama sessions.
7. Sense of Humor: Although shy, she unintentionally becomes the target of lighthearted jokes in her interactions with her best friend, Farzana, who often teases her for being too trusting. She does have a naughty bone in her, she might deny but she enjoys sexual jokes and flirting.
8. Quirks: Easily blushes when teased, has a habit of justifying others’ questionable behavior, she is waiting for knight in shining armor.
9. Sexuality: She is sexually very experienced (body count of 21), she can do almost all the poses mentioned in Kamasutra, she enjoys when men take charge, she is really attracted to older man and chapri boys. She has a preference of 5 inches, she have very good BJ skills but she rarely give anyone that.

 

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Huma Alam's Facts

1. Age: Almost 24 years old.
2. Education: Pursuing a Bachelor’s degree in Nursing. She is very bad at studying. (She is barely passing semesters)
3. Appearance: She is very fair, with long black hair that she often ties in a neat braid. Her large, expressive eyes are always full of curiosity and innocence. She has hourglass shape. Her initials are 26-22-28. She takes pride in her pink pussy for which she always gets compliment from men. She likes to wear salwar-suit, but sometimes she also wear saree.
4. Background: Comes from a conservative family that emphasizes traditional values. Her mother and older sister are very strict but he abbu is very lenient. She wants to marry a Government Employee.
5. Personality: Huma is soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and a bit naive. She believes in love and is naturally romantic. She is very enthusiastic sexually. Her favorite color is Green.
6. Hobbies: She loves cooking, often experimenting with new recipes to impress people close to her. Biryani is her specialty. She also like Bollywood, TV Serials and POP music. She also participates in collage dance and drama sessions.
7. Sense of Humor: Although shy, she unintentionally becomes the target of lighthearted jokes in her interactions with her best friend, Farzana, who often teases her for being too trusting. She does have a naughty bone in her, she might deny but she enjoys sexual jokes and flirting.
8. Quirks: Easily blushes when teased, has a habit of justifying others’ questionable behavior, she is waiting for knight in shining armor.
9. Sexuality: She is sexually very experienced (body count of 21), she can do almost all the poses mentioned in Kamasutra, she enjoys when men take charge, she is really attracted to older man and chapri boys. She has a preference of 5 inches, she have very good BJ skills but she rarely give anyone that.

Gazab ki cheej hai Huma

 

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Huma aur Madhu ki Jang #1

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Madhu Malhotra, khud ko duniya ka aathva ajuba samajhne wali ladki, garden café ke ek khaas kone me baithe apna classic "main sab kuch hun" waala swag dikhate hue ek ladke se baat kar rahi thi. Uske lambe, silki baal hawa me lehar rahe the, aur uski designer red gown uske perfectly toned body ko highlight kar rahi thi. Har angle se wo kisi Bollywood heroine se kam nahi lag rahi thi.
Madhu ke paas beauty thi, attitude tha, aur ek unlimited credit card tha. Uska maanna tha ki duniya uske charnon me jhukti hai, aur log sirf ek hi kaam karte hain—usse "haan" bolte hain. Apne papa ke rich businessman hone ka faayda uthate hue, usne kabhi life me “no” ka matlab samjha hi nahi tha.
Aaj Madhu ka irada clear tha—Rahul ko apna banana. Usne apne perfectly manicured haath table par rakhe aur confidently kaha, “Rahul, maine socha hai. Tumhe aur mujhe boyfriend-girlfriend ban jana chahiye. Obvious hi hai ki tumhe proud feel karna chahiye ki maine tumhe choose kiya.”
Rahul, ek simple sa middle-class ladka, jiske specs uske nervousness ke saath thoda thoda hil rahe the, uske saamne baitha tha. Uske liye yeh sab kisi dhamake se kam nahi tha. Usne cautiously bola, “Uh… Madhu, tum amazing ho, lekin… mujhe nahi lagta ki yeh possible hai. I’m sorry.”
Madhu ke liye yeh sunna kisi atomic bomb girne se kam nahi tha. Pehli baar uski life me kisi ne uska proposal reject kiya tha. Uski aankhein badi ho gayi, eyebrows shock me uth gayi, aur uske hamesha muskurate hoth khul gaye, jaise kisi ne uske saamne crime kar diya ho.
“Tumne kya kaha?” usne pucha, disbelief ke saath.
“Maine kaha no, Madhu,” Rahul ne apni baat repeat ki, thoda confident lagte hue.
Madhu ke chehre par ek awkward si hansi aayi, jaise yeh sab ek joke ho. “Rahul, tumhe pata hai na main kaun hoon? Madhu Malhotra ko kabhi koi reject nahi karta. Shayad tumne galat suna hoga. Main tumhe pasand karti hoon. Tumhe haan bolna chahiye tha.”
“Main appreciate karta hoon, lekin main nahi kar sakta,” Rahul ne calmly bola, apna bag uthaya aur table se uth gaya. “Sorry, Madhu.”
Aur wo aise hi chal diya.
Madhu wahi ki wahi freeze ho gayi thi, uska ego uska saath chhod chuka tha. Usne apni table ke kone ko pakda, uske perfectly manicured nails lakdi me ghus gaye. Uske dimaag me bas ek hi cheez ghoom rahi thi—How dare he?
Ek waiter quietly uske paas bill leke aaya, lekin Madhu ne gusse me bola, “Hatao yeh! Main bill deti lagti hoon kya?”
Waiter chupchap piche chala gaya, aur Madhu café se apne designer heels ki teekhi awaaz ke saath nikal gayi. Uska gussa ab uski ego ke saamne jalta hua ek volcano ban gaya tha.
“Yeh baat yahin khatam nahi hogi, Rahul,” usne apne aap se kaha, uski aankhein gusse se bhari hui thi. “Madhu Malhotra ko koi ‘no’ nahi bolta. KOI NAHI.”
Aur usi din ek naye obsession ka janm hua.

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Madhu apne lavish bedroom ke king-size bed par baithe apne perfectly manicured nails ko inspect kar rahi thi. Uska phone bedside table par rakha tha, aur us par uske girl gang ke gossip-filled messages ek ke baad ek aa rahe the. Madhu ke liye yeh sab routine tha—gossip, drama, aur uske khud ke tareef ke threads.

Tabhi Tanya ka ek message pop hua:

Tanya: “Madhu, woh Rahul ki baat kar rahi thi na? Pata hai, usko kisi aur ladki me interest hai! ”

Madhu ke dimaag me ekdum se siren bajne lag gaye. Usne message pe tap karte hi group chat khola.

Madhu: “Excuse me? Kis ladki ki baat ho rahi hai? Yeh mazaak ho raha hai kya?”

Sia: “Haan babes, confirm hai. Uska interest college ki woh Miss Seedhi-Saadi, Huma, me hai.”


Tanya: “Haan! Woh ladki jo hamesha salwar suit pehne ghoomti hai, ekdam seedhi saadi. Matlab no makeup, no style.”

Madhu ka chehra disbelief se bhar gaya. Uska ego kaafi zor ka jhatka kha chuka tha. Rahul aur Huma? Seriously? Mujhse better option nahi mila usse?

Madhu: “Tum sab pagal ho gaye ho kya? Huma ka level dekha hai tumne? Main Madhu Malhotra hoon, aur us Huma ko mujhse compare karte ho? Seriously?”

Tanya: “Babes, humne library me khud dekha tha. Rahul uske liye ek purani kitaab dhoond raha tha.”

Sia: “Aur us din canteen me uske liye ek samosa le kar gaya tha! Imagine, samosa! Usne toh kabhi tere liye coffee bhi nahi li.”

Madhu ka chehra ab laal ho chuka tha, gusse se aur thode humiliation ke maare. Uska ego ab directly Rahul ke taste pe attack ho raha tha. “Samosa? Library? Seriously? Mujhe lagta tha Rahul intelligent hai, lekin uski choice toh ekdam gawaar nikli!”

Tanya: “Haan babes, lagta hai Rahul ko simple aur sanskaari ladkiyan pasand hain. Tujh jaise glam queens sambhalna sabke bas ki baat nahi hoti. ”

Madhu apne kamar pe haath rakh ke gusse se khadi ho gayi, jaise koi Bollywood villain revenge mode me aagayi ho. Uske baal usne ek tight flick ke saath theek kiye aur girti hui ego ko sambhalte hue boli, “Huma? Mujhse better? Impossible. Rahul sirf mera tha, mera hai, aur mera hi rahega. Ab dekhna, Huma ka poora image main kaise todti hoon.”

Usne apne girl gang ke group chat me message kara:
Madhu: “Ab dekhti hoon wo kaise Huma ke peeche ghoomta hai. Main uski life me aise entry maarungi ki wo apne sare decisions pe pachtayega. Rahul sirf aur sirf Madhu Malhotra ka hai. Game on, bitches!”

Aur phone ko table pe patak kar woh apni dressing table ke saamne aayi. Uska dimaag ab ek hi cheez soch raha tha—kaise Huma ka charm todkar Rahul ko uski adaaon me phir se lapet lena hai.

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Next Day...

Madhu apne high heels ki tik-tik ke saath canteen ke entrance par enter hui. Uska aura ekdum royal tha—designer dress, perfect makeup, aur ek arrogance jo kisi ko bhi intimidate kar de. Uski girl gang peechhe-peechhe chal rahi thi, gossip karte aur Madhu ke ego ko fuel karte hue.

Jaise hi Madhu ne canteen me nazar ghumaayi, uska chehra ekdum rigid ho gaya. Waha ek table ke paas Rahul aur Huma baithe the. Rahul apne awkward style me kuch keh raha tha, aur Huma khil-khil kar hass rahi thi.

Madhu apne gusse ko control karne ki koshish karte hue apne gang se boli, “Woh dekho, ye Rahul! Aur uske samne woh... Huma? Ye kaunsa comedy show chal raha hai yahan?”

Tanya aur Sia ne bhi dekha aur hass kar boli, “Babes, Rahul flirting karne ki koshish kar raha hai. Matlab bechara try kar raha hai, lekin execution ekdum fail hai.”

Madhu ek corner me khadi hokar dono ko observe karne lagi.

Rahul (nervously): “Uh... Huma, tumhare baal... I mean, tumhare baal bohot ache lag rahe hain aaj. Ekdum... silky shampoo type.”

Huma apni hassi rokne ki koshish karte hue boli, “Rahul, tum kaafi ajeeb compliments dete ho. Shampoo type? Really?”

Rahul: “Arre nahi, mera matlab... tumhare baal, matlab tumhara chehra, dono ache lagte hain. Pure package deal jaise ho tum!”

Huma ne apna samosa ka plate ek taraf rakha aur hasi control karte hue boli, “Rahul, tum toh ekdum unique ho. Aise compliments mujhe aaj tak kisi ne nahi diye.”

Madhu ka gussa ab uski naasika tak pahunch chuka tha. Usne apni gang ke taraf mur kar bola, “Woh ladki mujhe takkar dene ki soch bhi kaise sakti hai? Aur yeh Rahul! Yeh kya package deal aur shampoo type bakwas kar raha hai? Uski IQ ekdum zero hai ya uske dimag par chhataak bhar Huma ka asar ho gaya hai?”

Tanya ne hasi chhupate hue kaha, “Babes, lagta hai Rahul apne asli colors dikha raha hai. Kya pathetic flirting hai! But Huma toh maza le rahi hai.”

Madhu ekdum dramatic style me apne sunglasses utarte hue boli, “Woh Huma jo mujhe beat karne ki soch rahi hai na, uska asli level main sabko dikhaungi. Ab ye ‘shampoo type’ wale flirt ka khel khatam karna padega.”

Itni der me Rahul apna awkward flirting session continue kar raha tha.

Rahul: “Huma, tumhare kapde... matlab salwar suit... bohot ache lagte hain. Simple aur sanskaari. Mujhe lagta hai aajkal ke ladkiyon me simplicity kam hoti ja rahi hai.”

Huma ne thoda blushing karte hue bola, “Thanks, Rahul. Tumhare views kaafi interesting hain.”

Madhu, jo ab aur zyada irritate ho chuki thi, apni gang ke saath ek table ke paas ja baithe, lekin uski nazar Rahul aur Huma par hi tiki hui thi. Usne apni cold coffee ka sip lete hue decide kar liya ki ab Huma ke saath game over karna padega.

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Canteen ke agle din, Madhu apne gang ke sath ek sharp eagle ki tarah Huma ko track kar rahi thi. Uska mission simple tha: Huma se ekdum seedha confrontation.

Ek waqt aisa aaya jab Huma library ke bahar akeli khadi thi, apne bag me kuch dhoond rahi thi. Madhu, jo ek shikari ki tarah mauke ka intezaar kar rahi thi, apne designer stilettos me confident steps lete hue uske paas pahunchi.

Madhu (sarcastically): “Oh, Huma. Tum library ke bahar akeli? Yeh toh ekdum rare scene hai. Tum toh kaafi busy lagti ho aajkal, Rahul ke saath.”

Huma ne apne bag se notebook nikalte hue confused ho kar dekha. “Haan? Madhu, tum kya keh rahi ho?”

Madhu ekdum close aayi, uska expression ab serious tha. Usne apne perfectly manicured finger se Huma ki taraf point kiya. “Sun lo, Huma. Main yeh baat ek baar bol rahi hoon, dhyan se samajh lo. Rahul se dur raho. Samjhi?”

Huma ab pura confused thi. “Rahul? Par kyun? Main toh usse casually baat kar rahi thi. Tumhe kya problem hai?”

Madhu ek dramatic sigh lete hue boli, “Problem yeh hai ki Rahul mera hai. Aur tumhare jaise ladkiyan, jo apne simplicity ka drama karti hain, uska dimag ghooma rahi ho. Main tumhari tarah nahi hoon. Tum jitni bhi innocent ban lo, mujhe pata hai tumhare intentions kya hain!”

Huma ne apni notebook close ki aur Madhu ki taraf calmly dekha. “Madhu, mujhe Rahul se koi interest nahi hai. Tum unnecessarily overreact kar rahi ho.”

Madhu ek sarcastic laugh maarte hue boli, “Overreact? Tum mere saamne hass kar Rahul se flirting kar rahi ho, aur ab bol rahi ho ki interest nahi hai? Tumhari masoomiyat ka drama kisi aur ke saamne karo.”

Huma ne slightly gusse me bola, “Dekho, Madhu. Tumhare paas paisa hai, style hai, aur tumhare gang ki support hai. Mujhe yeh sab nahi chahiye. Tumhare Rahul se bhi mujhe koi lena-dena nahi hai. Tum apne insecurity ka treatment karao!”

Madhu ab ek step aur aage badh gayi, apna gussa control karte hue ekdum low tone me dhamki dene lagi. “Huma, samajhne ki koshish karo. Tumse calmly baat kar rahi hoon, kyunki main tumhe pasand nahi karti. Agar tumne Rahul se doori nahi banayi, toh college me tumhari zindagi itni mushkil kar dungi ki tum yahan ek din bhi tik nahi paogi.”

Huma ne ek deep breath liya aur calmly jawab diya, “Madhu, tum jitni efforts Rahul ke peeche kar rahi ho, utni apne khud ke kaam me lagao. Tumhare dhamki se main darne wali nahi hoon.”

Madhu ab irritated ho chuki thi, lekin usne apne ego ko control karte hue ek final line boli. “Huma, main tumhe warn kar rahi hoon. Yeh meri first aur last warning hai. Rahul se dur raho, warna main kuch aisa karungi ki tum sochti reh jaogi.”

Huma ne sarcastically smile karte hue bola, “Sure, Madhu. Apna best try karo. Tumhari drama queen energy mujhe entertain kar rahi hai.”

Madhu apne gusse ko dikhate hue ek sharp glare deti hai aur wahan se exit le leti hai, apne heels ki tik-tik ke saath. Uske mind me ab Huma ko sabak sikhane ka next plan chal raha tha.

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Madhu ki dhamki ko Huma ne ek aankh band aur ek aankh khol kar ignore kar diya tha. Uske liye yeh sab ek overdramatic soap opera ke jaisa tha, jo uski life me kabhi-kabhi comedy element add kar raha tha. “Rahul mera hai” jaise dialogues sun kar Huma ko hasi aati thi.

Isi beech Rahul ne Huma ko ek casual coffee date ke liye invite kiya. Huma ne thoda socha, lekin phir uska “kyun nahi” waala attitude jeet gaya.

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Huma aur Rahul ki date ek fancy restaurant me shuru hui, jo posh ambiance aur live violin music ke liye mashhoor tha. Huma, apni nursing wali modest life se kuch alag experience kar rahi thi, aur Rahul ke nervous expressions usse aur entertain kar rahe the. Rahul menu dekhte hi thoda frozen lag raha tha, jaise koi shock laga ho.

Rahul (apne andar ki gaandfat ko chupate hue): “Huma, tum kya logi? Yeh... pasta kaafi famous lagta hai.”

Huma (smiling): “Tumhare upar chhod diya. Tum decide karo.”

Rahul ne menu ke prices par ek aur nazar dali aur uska dimag chakrane laga. Pasta ₹1800 ka? Coffee ₹650 ki? Uska mann kar raha tha ki usi waqt table ke neeche ghus jaye.

Rahul (awkwardly): “Actually, tumhe paani pasand hai na? Paani yahaan kaafi special hai, imported hai... Norway ka!”

Huma ne ek teasing smirk ke saath kaha, “Imported paani? Wah, Rahul. Tum toh bade classy nikle.”

Dono ne sirf ek ek glass paani ka order diya, aur Rahul waiter se bina aankhein milaye bola, “Bas yahi kaafi hai abhi ke liye.” Waiter ke chalte hi Huma ne Rahul ki taraf dekha aur hasi control nahi kar pai.

Huma (hasi ko daba kar): “Rahul, tumhe lagta hai ki tum mujhse yeh sab chhupa loge? Relax, mujhe star-rated jagah se zyada maggi pasand hai.”

Rahul ne relief ki saans li. “Sach me? Maggi? Tumhisa koi aur ladki ho sakti hai kya, Huma?”

Huma ne uska haath kheenchte hue bola, “Chalo, yahaan se nikalte hain. Tumhe asli date dikhaati hoon.”

Woh dono restaurant se bahar aaye aur ek chhoti chai ki tapri pe jaake baith gaye. Rahul ne ₹40 ki maggi aur ₹20 ki chai ka order diya, jo usse ₹2000 ka pasta dene se zyada luxurious lag raha tha.

Rahul (chai ka sip lete hue): “Huma, tumne meri jaan bacha li. Yeh date toh abhi best ban rahi hai.”

Huma (teasing tone me): “Ab jaan bacha li hai toh mujhe thoda impress bhi kar lo.”

Chai aur maggi khatam karne ke baad dono ek nearby park gaye, jahan light breeze aur full moon ki roshni ne ek romantic ambiance bana diya tha. Park me kuch couples cozy baithe the, aur ek kone me ek couple itna intimate ho raha tha ki Rahul aur Huma ne ek dusre ko dekhte hi aankhon se sharam ke signal diye.

Rahul, apni nervous energy ko kabu me karte hue, Huma ke paas thoda aur khisak gaya. “Huma, yeh... matlab... yeh jagah achhi hai, hai na?”

Huma (mischievously): “Achhi toh hai, par tumhara plan kya hai?”

Rahul (himmat dikhate hue): “Plan toh... tumhare saath thoda special time spend karna hai.”

Rahul ne dheere se Huma ka haath pakda, aur phir uski permission ke saath uske aur kareeb aaya. Unka moment kaafi intense ho gaya, aur Rahul ne apne inner chapri instincts ko jaagrit karte hue Huma ko apne baahon me le liya.

Park ke ek kone me, jahan koi dekh nahi raha tha, Rahul ne Huma ke saath “gandi gandi cheezein” shuru kar di.

Rahul ne dheere-dheere apna hath Huma ke kamar par rakha, aur apni ungliyon se uske soft kurti ke fabric ko mehsoos karte hue uske aur kareeb aaya. “Tumhari smile itni addictive hai ki lagta hai baar-baar dekhte rahoon,” usne whisper kiya.

Huma ne thoda nazar uthake Rahul ki taraf dekha, “Rahul, tum sach me bade overdramatic ho.” Par uske chehre ki sharmili muskaan kuch aur hi keh rahi thi.

Rahul ne apne aage badte jazbat ke saath, apne hath dheere se Huma ke shalwar ke elastic tak pohoncha diya. “Huma, mujhe lagta hai ki aaj tumhe aur kareeb se mehsoos karna chahiye,” usne dheemi awaz me bola, jisme excitement aur nervousness ka mix tha.

Huma ne ekdum se uske hath ko roka, “Rahul, yeh park hai, koi dekh lega!” Lekin uski awaz me jitni narazgi thi, utna hi uske chehre par ek naughty si muskaan thi.

“Arrey, koi nahi dekhega. Sab apne-apne busy hain,” Rahul ne apni puri himmat se kaha, aur uska hath aur thoda andar le gaya. Uski ungliyon ka halka touch Huma ke chehre ko aur laal kar raha tha.

Huma apni saari sharm aur hesitation ke saath Rahul ke kareeb ho gayi, “Rahul, tum sach me bade besharam ho. Agar koi pakad lega toh main tumhe nahi bachane wali.”

Rahul ab tak usme kafi confidense aa gaya tha, usne phir Huma ke salwar me hath daal di, aur uske doodh ko haule haule masalane laga, "Huma tumhare ye kitne bade hain yaar, salwar me to dikhate hi nahi hain" Ispe Huma muskane lagati hai, aur haule se apna hath Rahul ke auzaar ke paas le jaati hai, aur dheere se Rahul ke kaan me bolati hai, "Tum bhi to ye chupa ke rakhate ho na", Rahul ke sharir me current daud jata hai, uska pala aisi ladki se pehle kabhi nahi para tha.

Rahul jaldi se Huma ki pyajami sarka deta hai, aur park ki aur apni nazar daudata hai, aur apne pant khiskane lagata hai, isi bich Huma hansate hue bolati hai, "Rahul kafi macchar hain yahan, aur mujhe saanp ka bhi bahut dar hai, kitna ghans hai yahan", ispe Rahul muskate hue jawab deta hai, "Baby abhi saanmp to mere pant se nikala hi nahi, abhi se dar rahi ho." Huma thodi si shaitani se kehti hai, "To phir tum bhi apne saanp ko control karo, warna main to yahan se bhag jaaungi."

Rahul apne lund ko azad kar Huma pe chadh jata hai, aur dono chudai karna shuru kar dete hain.

Lekin jaise hi moment intense hone laga, Huma ke dimaag me ekdum se kuch click kiya—condom!
"Rahul!" Huma ne aankhen failate hue bola, "Tum... tumne condom nahi lagaya?!"
Rahul, jo us waqt apne jazbat ke kabu me tha, ekdum ruka aur thoda sharmate hue bola, "Huma, woh... umm, main jaldi me bhool gaya."
Huma ke shock aur confusion ka level double ho gaya. "Jaldi me bhool gaye?! chutiye ho kya, pregnent ho gayi to, Papa ban jaoge"
Rahul awkwardly hansa, "Arre sorry yaar, agle baar yaad rahega. Promise."
Lekin uski awkward baat khatam hone se pehle hi Rahul ki excitement aur tension apna kaam kar gayi. Sirf 3 minute me hi usne Huma ke andar apna beej daal diya.
Huma ekdum stunned thi. Uske dimaag me sab kuch slow motion me chal raha tha. "Yeh kya tha?! Yeh itni jaldi kaise khatam ho gaya?" usne socha, aur uski shock ke saath ek halki si hasi bhi nikal gayi.
Rahul ne apne kapde jaldi se pehente hue, sharmate sharmate bola, "Huma, mujhe pata hai ki yeh... thoda fast ho gaya. Par main first time kaafi nervous tha."
Huma abhi bhi apne senses ko sambhalte hue bas ek awkward laugh nikal payi.
Rahul ne uska haath pakda, "Par tum mujhse naraz to nahi ho na?"
Huma ne ek deep breath li aur uska haath zor se pakad liya. "Naraz? Pata nahi, Rahul"
Dono haste haste park se nikal gaye, lekin Huma ke dimaag me ek hi baat chal rahi thi: "Pehli baar aur yeh sab?!"

Huma ko yeh sab kaafi cute aur funny laga, usne halki hasi chupate hue Rahul ke sharmaye chehre ko dekha. Dono ne jaldi se wahan se nikal aaye. Rahul thoda sharminda tha, lekin Huma uska haath pakad ke apne sine se lagayi, uska hosla badhaya, aur dono market ki bheed me ghul mil gaye, jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

 

[xxxsimplewriterxxx_]

RICH, ELEGANT AND BITCHY MADHU
JOYFUL, KIND HEART AND EFFORTLESSY SENSUAL HUMA

WHO WILL WIN?

 

[kamdev99008]

RICH, ELEGANT AND BITCHY MADHU
JOYFUL, KIND HEART AND EFFORTLESSY SENSUAL HUMA

WHO WILL WIN?

Hamari Huma

 

[xxxsimplewriterxxx_]

Huma aur Madhu ki Jang #2

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Madhu ko pata nahi kahan se pata chal gaya tha ki Huma aur us ladke ka date aur hook-up ho chuka hai. Agle hi din, Madhu apni gang ke saath canteen ke kone mein baithi thi, aur uska gussa uske chai ke cup se bhi zyada garam lag raha tha.“Arrey, yeh Huma toh badi heroine ban gayi hai, haan!” Madhu ne apni gang ko dekha aur unki taraf ek dramatic gesture kiya. “Mujhe reject karke is plain jane ko date? Matlab is ladke ki pasand bas kisi boring science fiction ki tarah hai – koi bhi logic nahi!”Tabhi Huma canteen mein dikhayi di, apna bag leke chup chaap table dhoondh rahi thi. Madhu ne ek dum se apni gang ko signal diya. “Dekho dekho, madam entry maar rahi hai. Chal, uska swagat karte hain.”Madhu aur uski gang seedha Huma ki table par jaake baithi. "Arrey Huma darling, kaise ho? Hook-up ka hangover ab tak gaya nahi lagta," Madhu ne ek fake sympathy wale tone mein kaha, uski gang hansi dabate hue.Huma ne unhe ignore karte hue apna lunch nikalna shuru kiya, lekin Madhu ne table par apni chappal ka thoda noise karte hue kaaha, “Suno na, ek baat bata, wo ladka tujhe kyun pasand karta hai? Tumhare boring bal? Ya tumhare science wale notes? Matlab seriously, tujhe mirror kabhi bolta hai ‘kya kar rahi ho, behen?’”Huma ne gusse se unki taraf dekha, “Madhu, tumhara dimaag kharab hai kya? Tum jaake apna time waste karo kahin aur!”Madhu ke chehre par ek overdramatic shocked expression aaya. “Arrey ooo! Besharam bolti mujhe! Wah re duniya, pehle ladka churaya, ab attitude bhi dikha rahi hai. Tu kya samajhti hai, main tujhe yeh sab karne dungi?”Uski gang ki ek ladki ne add kiya, “Haan haan, Madhu, yeh toh poora ‘Dharti ka bojh’ hai. Iska toh meme banate hain!”Tabhi Madhu ne apna phone nikala aur bohot exaggerated style mein kaha, “Huma darling, ab teri puri ‘career graph’ humare Insta pe upload hone wali hai. Caption kya rakhein? ‘Huma ka Hook-up – Flop Movie Jaisi Storyline’?”Huma ne unka phone grab karne ki koshish ki, lekin Madhu ne haath hata kar ek villain-style laugh maar di. “Mujhse panga? Tujhe pata hai na, main college ki Thanos hoon. Bas finger snap kiya toh tera pura social life dust ban jayega!”

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Huma hallway mein apni books sambhalte hue chal rahi thi, jab Madhu aur uski gang ne uska rasta roka. Madhu ne ek fake sweet smile ke saath bola, “Arrey Huma, tumhe itni jaldi kya hai? Usse milne ja rahi ho jisne mujhe reject karke tumhe choose kiya? Kya baat hai, tum toh heroine ban gayi ho!” Uski gang ke ek ladke ne hasi dabate hue kaha, “Heroine? Arey, yeh toh side character bhi nahi lagti.” Madhu ne ekdum se Huma ki books ko zor se dhakka dekar neeche gira diya aur fake sympathy ke saath boli, “Oh no, sorry! Tumhari tarah books bhi sambhal nahi paayi.” Poora hallway hasne laga, aur Huma apni books uthane lagi, lekin Madhu ne ek wrapper uske upar phenk diya aur kaha, “Achha, garbage bhi le jao, suits your vibe.”

Canteen mein Huma ek corner table par quietly baith gayi thi, lekin Madhu ki gang ne uska peecha nahi chhoda. Madhu ne loudly announce kiya, “Sabka dhyan idhar hai! Humare college ki asli queen, Huma Malik, apne ‘great achievements’ ke saath yahan baithi hai.” Uski gang hasi dabate hue aayi aur ek ladki boli, “Haan, achievements ka matlab toh pata hai na – doosron ke boyfriends churana!” Madhu ne ek fake concerned tone mein kaha, “Huma, tumhe kabhi guilty feel nahi hota? I mean, tum toh shakal se hi innocent lagti ho, lekin andar se toh…” Usne apna haath drama karte hue mouth pe rakha. “Main toh soch rahi hoon, Rahul ko kitna regret ho raha hoga. Tumhe dekhke toh lagta hai ek dum discount offer accept kar liya.”

Ek din toh Madhu ne rumors ka poora level upar le gaya. Usne apne group chat me Huma ke baare me fake stories banakar circulate karna shuru kar diya. “Dekho na, Huma ne kaha tha ki uska ek nahi, do-do boyfriends hain,” usne apni gang ko dikhate hue bola. Gang ka ek ladka hasi dabate hue bola, “Arrey, isko toh ‘serial dater’ ka award milna chahiye!” Agli subah, classroom ke blackboard par likha tha, “Huma Malik – Rahul ke saath hook-up queen.” Huma ke aankhon me aansoon aa gaye the, lekin jab usne complain karne ki koshish ki, toh principal ne kaha, “It’s just harmless fun. Don’t take it personally.” Madhu ne ek corner se ye sab dekha aur apne gang ke saath high-five karte hue bola, “Ab maza aayega, yeh chapter toh abhi shuru hua hai!”

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Har kar finally Huma ne Madhu ke parents ke paas jane ka faisala kiya.

Huma ne apni saari himmat jod kar Madhu ke ghar ke darwaze par dastak di. Usne gate ke peeche se ek nazar upar ki aur Madhu ke ghar ka shandaar mahal dekha, jo ek alag hi duniya lag rahi thi. “Yeh toh kisi film ka set lagta hai,” Huma ne socha. Wo ek middle-class ladki thi, jiske liye aise ghar ka samajhna bhi mushkil tha. Phir bhi, apni izzat bachane ke liye, wo andar jaane ka faisla kar chuki thi. Naukar ne uska naam puchha aur kaha, “Madam ko bula kar laata hoon. Idhar baitho.”

Huma ne kuch der intezaar kiya, lekin ek ghanta guzar gaya, aur koi nahi aaya. Naukar ne phir se andar jaake Madhu ki maa ko bulaya. Tab jaake Madhu ki maa ne darwaza khola, lekin unka chehra dekhte hi Huma ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. Madhu ki maa ke teekhe chehre aur designer saree ne saaf bata diya ki wo kisi aur hi duniya ki thi. “Haan? Tum kaun ho? Kya chahiye?” unhone ek arrogant awaaz mein poocha.

Huma ne apni saari nervousness daba kar kaha, “Aunty, mera naam Huma hai. Main Madhu ke college se hoon. Mujhe aapse kuch zaruri baat karni hai.” Madhu ki maa ne usse upar se neeche tak dekha aur ek sarcastic hasi ke saath boli, “Madhu ke college se? Tum jaise log bhi us college mein hote hain?”

Huma ne apni baat samjhani shuru ki, “Aunty, Madhu aur uske friends mujhe bohot tang karte hain. Wo mujhe bully karte hain, mujhe beizzati karte hain, aur mere baare mein jhooth failate hain. Main bas chah rahi thi ki aap usse samjhaein, kyunki main ab aur bardasht nahi kar sakti.”

Madhu ki maa ke chehre par ek ghussa aur arrogant smile aayi. “Tum kya sochti ho? Meri beti, Madhu, tum jaise ladki ke saath aisa karegi? Tumhare jaise log toh waise bhi humare pair ki dhool ke barabar hain. Tumhara bas chale toh meri beti par ilzam laga kar sympathy le lo.”

Huma ne shock mein kaha, “Aunty, meri baat sun lijiye. Main bas help maang rahi hoon.” Madhu ki maa aur bhi teekha ho gayi, “Tumhare jaise middle-class log bas yehi kar sakte hain – complaint karna aur mere jaise logon ko neecha dikhane ki koshish karna. Madhu tumse zyada achhi hai, samjhi? Ab yahan se jao, warna security bula lungi.”

Huma ke aansoon ab ruk nahi rahe the. Wo gate ke bahar jaake baith gayi, apne aapko sambhalne ki koshish karte hue. Tabhi ek shandaar car gate ke paas ruki. Usme se ek aadmi nikla – ek calm aur kind demeanor ke saath. Usne Huma ke kandhe par haath rakha aur puchha, “Beta, sab theek hai? Tum yahan kyun ro rahi ho?”

Huma ne apna chehra upar kiya aur aadmi ko dekha. Unka chehra ekdum alag tha – soft, understanding aur ek ajeeb si tasalli dene wala. Huma ne aankhon mein aansoon ke saath dheere se kaha, “Madhu ke ghar complaint karne aayi thi… lekin aunty ne meri baat nahi suni.”

Aadmi ne Huma ko car mein baithne ko kaha, “Chalo, main tumhe ghar tak chhod deta hoon.” Car mein baithte hi Huma ne inse poocha, “Aap kaun hain?” Aadmi ne muskurate hue kaha, “Main Madhu ka papa hoon.” Huma shock mein unhe dekhti reh gayi, aur pehli baar usse laga ki shayad uske paas ek chance hai apni baat samjhaane ka.

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Car ke andar, Huma ki nervousness aur badh gayi thi. Madhu ke father ne uske chehre par aansoon dekh kar softly kaha, “Beta, aap tension mat lo. Mujhe batao, kya baat hai? Aap itni pareshan kyun ho?”

Huma ne apna dil halka karte hue kaha, “Sir, Madhu aur uski gang mujhe college mein bohot tang karte hain. Wo mujhe dhakka dete hain, mere upar kachra fekte hain, aur mere baare mein jhooti afwahein failate hain. Main unke harassment ki wajah se bohot pareshaan hoon. Maine teachers aur principal ko complaint kiya, lekin kisi ne meri help nahi ki. Isliye, main Madhu ki maa se madad maangne aayi thi, lekin…”

Uski baat adhoori reh gayi. Madhu ke father ne gently pucha, “Lekin unhone tumhari baat nahi suni, hai na?” Huma ne nod kiya aur apni aankhen pochhte hue bola, “Ji. Unhone ulta mujhe hi blame kiya.”

Madhu ke father ne ek gehri saans li aur kaha, “Main is baat ke liye tumse maafi maangta hoon. Aisa hona nahi chahiye tha. Main Madhu se baat karunga aur usse samjhaunga. Tum bechain mat ho, beta. Agar kisi ne tumhe dubara tang kiya, toh mujhe directly bata dena.”

Huma ke chehre par thodi tasalli aayi, lekin andar hi andar wo ab bhi unsure thi. “Aap samjhayenge na, sir? Kyunki ab toh main apne college jaane se bhi dar rahi hoon.” Madhu ke father ne assurance diya, “Tumhare saath kuch galat nahi hoga. Main dekhta hoon.”

Lekin agle din kuch bhi nahi badla. Huma jab college gayi, toh hallway mein Madhu aur uski gang wahi purana natak kar rahe the. “Arrey, dekho kaun aayi hai! Huma Madam!” Madhu ne loud voice mein kaha, jo poore hallway mein ghoonji. Gang ke ek ladke ne uski bag ko dhakka de kar giraya aur bola, “Oho, careful Huma ji, aap toh bohot delicate ho.”

Madhu ne aur ek kadam badhate hue sarcastically bola, “Lagta hai tumne mere papa se complaint ki. Wah, badi daring hai! Lekin beta, papa bhi mujhe kuch nahi bolte. Tumhe kya lagta hai, wo tumhari baat par bharosa karenge? Cute!”

Huma ne kuch kehne ki koshish ki, lekin Madhu aur uski gang ke shor ke beech uski awaaz dab gayi. Wo phir se apni izzat aur himmat ke saath apna din bitane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin Madhu ki evil laugh uske dimaag mein goonj rahi thi. Bullying phir se apne peak par thi, aur Huma ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ab wo kya kare.

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Huma Farzana ke room mein ek bean bag par giri hui thi, jaise uski zindagi ka sara bojh usi pe aa gaya ho. Farzana apne bed par baithi thi, ek chips ka packet kholte hue, aur Huma ki depressed shakal dekh kar bola, “Ab kya hua? Madhu aur uski gang ne phir kuch kiya kya?”

Huma ne ek thandi sigh li aur kaha, “Farzi, bas ho gaya ab. Yeh Madhu aur uski maa ne meri zindagi barbaad kar di hai. College mein koi din aisa nahi hota jab mujhe tang nahi karti. Aur ab toh woh itni over ho gayi hai ki mere kapde pe fake rumors tak faila rahi hai!”

Farzana ne ek chips muh mein daal kar casually bola, “Toh problem kya hai? Tu ab tak kuch kar kyu nahi rahi? Teachers se baat ki, uske parents se baat ki… kya mila?”

Huma ne frustrated tone mein kaha, “Kuch nahi! Teachers kuch nahi karte. Uski maa toh aur bhi badi villain nikli. Aur uske papa… woh bas ek do baar sympathy dikhakar reh gaye. Koi bhi meri madad nahi kar raha.”

Farzana ne mischievous smile ke saath bola, “Ohho, Madhu ke papa se mil ke aaye? Dekh, agar tu waise hi sympathy lene gayi thi, toh wahan thoda extra dikhana chahiye tha. Matlab, samjhi na? ‘Madhu ki mummy’ vibes leke jaa.”

Huma shock mein uski taraf ghoorti rahi, “Farzi, pagal ho gayi hai kya? Main wahan madad ke liye gayi thi, aur tu kya bol rahi hai!”

Farzana ne ek shrug diya, “Main serious nahi hoon, baba! Lekin soch na, agar tu uske papa ke saath close ho gayi, toh Madhu ki life ka control tujhe mil sakta hai. Mummy bano ya na bano, uska revenge toh zarur le sakti ho.”

Huma ne sarcastically bola, “Haan, mummy banne ka kya khayal hai! Kal jaake unse bol doon, ‘Uncle, mujhe apne bacchon ka guardianship dedo?’”

Farzana hasi dabate hue bola, “Haan, aur Madhu ko bolna, ‘Beta, pani le aa.’” Phir usne serious tone mein kaha, “Dekho, jo bhi bolo, Madhu ke papa tumhare side pe ho gaye, toh tumhare problems half ho jayenge. Try kar lo, kyunki aur kuch options toh hai nahi.”

Huma ne uski baat casually dismiss kar di, lekin andar hi andar ek idea ne jaga le li. Madhu ke papa ne us din jo kindness dikhayi thi, wo uske mann mein atki hui thi. Aur agar wo insaan sach mein itne understanding hain, toh shayad yeh idea utna bhi galat nahi.

Huma ne agle kuch din soch-vichar ke apna plan banaya. Usne pata lagaya ki Madhu ke papa ek laughing yoga class attend karte hain, aur usne wahi join kar li. Class ke first day se hi, Huma ne apne natural charm aur smartness ka use kiya, aur unka attention gradually jeetne lagi.

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Huma ne laughing yoga class mein apni jagah banani shuru kar di thi. Har class ke baad, wo casually Madhu ke papa ke saath baatein karti. Pehle din hi unke pas jaakar boli, “Sir, mujhe laga tha yahan sirf aunties aur uncles aate hain, lekin aap toh kaafi young dikhte hain.” Uski teasing tone par Madhu ke papa thoda sharma gaye, lekin ek soft smile ke saath reply kiya, “Young? Yeh toh pehli baar suna hai. Shukriya!”

Huma ne wink karte hue bola, “Mujhe bas sach kehna pasand hai, sir. Waise aapke bina yeh class itni interesting nahi lagti.” Unki confusion aur sharmahat ko dekh kar Huma apne plan ke next phase mein thi – unhe slowly charm karna.

Ek din class ke baad, unhone Huma ko coffee ke liye invite kiya. Cafe mein, Huma ne casually apne bal ko thoda sideline karte hue unki taraf jhuka aur bola, “Sir, mujhe lagta hai ki aap duniya ke sabse understanding aadmi ho. Kaise manage karte ho? Har waqt itne calm aur composed lagte ho?”

Madhu ke papa ne smile kiya, “Aisa kuch nahi hai, bas experience bolte hain.”

Huma ne ek playful pout ke saath kaha, “Experience toh mere paas bhi hai, lekin meri life itni sorted kyun nahi? Shayad mujhe aap se life lessons lene chahiye, wo bhi private tuitions mein.” Uske teasing tone ne unhe thoda uncomfortable kiya, lekin wo uske natural charm ke aage chup ho gaye.

Unki agle kuch meetings mein, Huma ne flirt karna aur zyada open kar diya. Ek din unse boli, “Sir, aapki shirt ka color kaafi acha hai, lekin mujhe lagta hai ki light blue aap pe aur bhi zyada suit karega. Waise aap ki wife ki choice achi hai, ya yeh selection aapka khud ka hai?”

Madhu ke papa ne halki si hasi ke saath bola, “Zyada tar selection mera hi hota hai.”

Huma ne playful smile ke saath bola, “Hmm, toh agli baar mujhe shopping pe le jaaiye. Mujhe lagta hai aapki taste aur improve ho sakti hai.”

Unka relationship ab ek casual dosti se zyada close ho chuka tha. Huma unse apne college ki problems discuss karti, aur unhone ek protective aur caring role adopt kar liya. Huma ne ek din unse directly bola, “Sir, kabhi-kabhi sochti hoon ki aap jaise insaan meri life mein hote toh shayad sab kuch itna difficult nahi hota.”

Madhu ke papa usse kuch seconds ke liye ghoorte rahe, phir unhone uska haath pakad ke kaha, “Tum bahut strong ho, aur tumhare saath jo ho raha hai wo galat hai. Main jitna help kar sakta hoon, karunga.”

Huma ne halka sa apna haath unke haath par rakha, “Aapki support ke liye shukriya. Waise, agar aap meri life mein hote toh Madhu ki jagah mujhe koi prince charming mil jata.” Uska flirt aur teasing ab unka center of attention ban gaya tha.

Ek raat, dinner ke dauran, Huma ne unhe apni eyes ke through direct signal diye. Jab unhone casual baat karte hue Huma ka haath chhua, wo usi moment ko enjoy kar rahi thi. Yeh raat dono ke liye ek breaking point ban gayi. Madhu ke papa ka loneliness aur Huma ka revenge ka motive un dono ko ek passionate aur unexpected path pe le gaya.

Aur kuch hi palon me ek mehenge hotel ke kamare me, Huma aur Madhu ke papa ek ho gaye.

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Canteen ka lunch break tha, aur usual ki tarah Madhu aur uski gang corner table pe baith kar Huma ko target kar rahi thi. Huma ab chupp rehne wali nahi thi, lekin uska plan abhi bhi secretly Madhu ke papa ke saath affair chalane ka tha. Lekin Madhu ki nonstop bakwas ne uska patience tod diya.

Madhu ne chilla kar bola, “Arrey Huma! Tujhe toh koi izzat hai hi nahi! Dekho, kitni loser lagti hai, apne cheap kapdon ke saath!”

Huma apne table se khadi hui aur canteen ke beech chilla ke boli, “Chup kar, Madhu! Zyada mat bol, warna ab main tujhe yaad dilauungi ki kiski beti hai tu!”

Canteen mein ekdum silence ho gaya. Madhu confused thi, “Kya bakwas kar rahi hai tu? Beti ki tarah behave karne ko bol rahi hai?”

Huma ne dramatic style mein apne haath apne kamar par rakhe aur boli, “Beti ho, beti ki tarah baat kar! Maa ke saath aise badtameezi karte hain kya? Tameez seekh, Madhu! Ab mujhe ‘maa’ kehna shuru kar!”

Madhu ne ek second ke liye apne dosto ki taraf dekha, fir gusse se boli, “Kya bakwas hai yeh? Tu meri maa? Chal hatt yahaan se, loser!”

Huma ne ek sarcastic laugh maari, “Haan loser hi hu, jo tere jaise nalayak bachchon ka dard sah rahi hu. Lekin tere papa toh clearly meri taraf hain. Tu bolti rahe, main unse complain kar ke tere pocket money band karwa dungi!”

Peeche se ek ladka bola, “Arey yeh kya masaledaar news hai? Madhu ki maa aur papa ke connections pe gossip banti hai!”

Madhu shock mein thi, “Papa aur tu? Tujhe lagta hai yeh joke chalega?”

Huma ne final dhamaka karte hue chilla ke bola, “Joke nahi, sach hai! Aur yeh baat jab teri mummy ko pata chalegi na, toh tere ghar mein World War III start hoga! Toh ab chup chaap apni maa ke saath respect se baat kar, warna teri zindagi ka chakravyuh banake chod dungi!”

Canteen poore taaliyon aur hansi se goonj utha. Madhu ki gang shock mein thi, aur Madhu ki shakal dekhne layak thi – uska gussa aur confusion dono ke beech uljha hua tha. Huma apni table pe wapas jaake ek hero-style smile ke saath baith gayi. Uske andar ka revenge queen finally victorious feel kar rahi thi.

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Canteen ka mahaul itna garam tha ki lag raha tha koi live action reality show chal raha ho. Madhu ka gussa ab uncontrol ho chuka tha, aur Huma ka sarcastic attitude uske gusse ko aur hawa de raha tha. Huma apni table par wapas baithne hi wali thi ki Madhu chilla ke boli, “Ae! Tu mujhe meri maa banane ka sapna dekh rahi hai? Chal tujhe abhi yahin pe sabak sikhaati hoon!”

Madhu seedha Huma ke paas aayi aur uska dupatta kheench liya, “Beti banegi meri maa? Ab tujhe yahin pe dharti pe laake dikhaati hoon!”

Huma bhi peeche rehne wali nahi thi. Usne Madhu ke baal kheenchte hue bola, “Maa banane ka ashirwaad dete waqt bhi main itna violent nahi hoti, jitna tu ab ho rahi hai!”

Aur tabhi shuru hui epic catfight! Madhu ne Huma ki t-shirt kheench li, aur wo phat gayi. Huma ne jawaab mein Madhu ki kurti ka ek hissa kheench liya. Ladke cheer karne lage, “Arrey wah! Live WWE match! Chairs lao, popcorn lao!”

Madhu ne ek tray uthai aur Huma ke upar fekna chaha, lekin tray khud uske pair pe gir gayi. Madhu chilla ke boli, “Ab toh tujhe tere kapdon ke saath zameen mein gaad ke chhodungi!”

Ek ladka crowd se chillaya, “Bas, ab toh PG-13 se R-rated ho gaya hai! Censor board bulao!” Canteen staff bhi door se bhaagta hua aaya, lekin tab tak Madhu aur Huma ke kapde sirf naam ke reh gaye the. Ek ladki pichhe se cheekhi, “Arey, yeh toh full-on ramp walk ho gayi!”

Madhu ne Huma ka ek aur hissa kheench liya aur cheekhi, “Ab samajh aaya, Maa ke status ko underestimate mat kar!”

Huma ne sarcastically jawaab diya, “Beti ho, beti ki tarah baat kar, warna agli baar tere school uniform ke bhi tukde ho jayenge!”

Tabhi do canteen staff dono ke paas shawl le kar aaye. Ek staff ne dono ko shawl mein lapet diya aur bola, “Aap log yeh canteen hai ya akhada samajh ke aayi ho? Kapde toh adjust kar lo!”

Madhu ne gusse se staff ko jawab diya, “Yeh sab is ladki ki wajah se hai! Main toh bas self-defense kar rahi thi!”

Huma ne staff ki taraf dekhte hue bola, “Self-defense? Matlab t-shirt aur izzat todne ka defense?”

Staff ne dono ko tok diya, “Chup karo! Abhi principal ko bulayenge toh asli fight ka result pata chalega!”

Canteen mein ab bhi crowd hassa ja raha tha. Ek ladka bola, “Next fight ka venue kab aur kaha hai? Tickets toh confirm kar lo!”

Madhu aur Huma dono shawl lapet ke sharam aur gusse ke maare wahan se bhaag gayi, lekin crowd ab bhi dono ki poori halat ka maza le raha tha. Ek staff sarcastically bola, “Agle hafte se yahan wrestling match ke liye booking shuru karte hain!”

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Madhu ke ghar mein tension usual se zyada thi. Dinner table pe sab chup the, lekin hawa mein ek aisi khamoshi thi jo kisi bade tufan ka pata de rahi thi. Madhu ki mummy ne silence todte hue ek taana maara, “Ek useless aadmi ke saath zindagi kaise bita rahi hoon, mujhe khud samajh nahi aata. Tumhari responsibility toh zero hai!”

Madhu ke papa ne apna spoon table pe rakha, aur ek heavy sigh lete hue bola, “Responsibility? Tumhe toh bas blame karna aata hai. Tumne kabhi dekha hai ki yeh ghar kaise chal raha hai? Par chhodo, tumse logic ki baat karna toh ek pointless exercise hai.”

Madhu ki mummy ne dramatic tone mein bola, “Oh, toh ab tum mujhe lecture doge? Jab tumhare paas apni college ki ladki ke saath ghoomne ka waqt hai, tab ghar ka kaam yaad nahi aata!”

Madhu ne ek dum se alert hote hue bola, “Kya? Kaunsi ladki? Papa, mummy kya bol rahi hain?”

Papa ne calm but direct tone mein bola, “Huma. Lekin tum doodh ki dhuli ho kya, acche se main janata hun tumahre us gym trainer ko, aur tumhari wo....”

Madhu ka chehra ekdum pale ho gaya, aur wo bich me hi chila padi “Iska matlab ye sach hai, Wo haramzadi Huma? Woh toh meri dushman hai! Papa, tum uske saath ho? Tumne uska saath diya?”

Papa ne relaxed tarike se bola, “Beta, Huma ek achhi ladki hai. Tumne uska jeena mushkil kar diya tha, lekin usne mujhe samjha. Usne mujhe ek insaan ki tarah treat kiya, jab tumhari maa ke paas bas taane the. Aur haan, mujhe uske liye genuine feelings hain.”

Madhu ekdum shock mein thi. “Genuine feelings? Woh toh ek manipulative ladki hai! Pehle usne mere crush to mujhse cheena ab ye sab, Usne sab plan kiya tha, mujhe neecha dikhane ke liye aur tumhe apne trap mein fasaane ke liye!”

Papa ne calmly bola, “Agar usne mujhe apne ‘trap’ mein fasaaya bhi hai, toh mujhe koi afsos nahi hai. Kam se kam usne mujhe wo izzat di jo is ghar mein kabhi nahi mili.”

Madhu ki mummy, jo apne ghusse ke peak pe thi, chilla kar boli, “Aur tum mujhe blame kar rahe ho? Tumhare jaise aadmi ke saath rehna ek punishment tha!”

Madhu apne gusse ko rok nahi paayi aur table ko zor se patak ke boli, “Ruko! Yeh sab kya chal raha hai? Huma ne mere life ko ruin kar diya, aur ab woh meri maa banne ki planning kar rahi hai? Yeh sab ek conspiracy thi!”

Tabhi Madhu ko yaad aaya ki kaise Huma uske papa ke around achanak se dikhne lagi thi. Laughing yoga classes, friendly outings, aur woh emotional talks jo usne casually mention ki thi. “Mujhe samajh aa gaya! Yeh Huma ne sab kiya! Woh planning kar rahi thi mujhe neecha dikhane ki aur meri family ko todne ki!”

Madhu ne apna sir pakad liya, “Yeh meri life ek TV serial ban gayi hai! Pehle canteen, ab ghar. Aur Huma meri zindagi ka main villain ban chuki hai.”

Yeh baat clear thi ki ghar mein ab aur shaanti possible nahi thi. Madhu ke papa ne apni jagah se uthte hue bola, “Main divorce papers sign kar raha hoon. Mujhe apni life peacefully jeeni hai, aur agar Huma is part of that life, toh mujhe ismein koi sharam nahi.”

Madhu ki maa ne dramatic tone mein bola, “Fine! Tum jao us ladki ke paas! Tum dono deserve karte ho ek dusre ko.”

Madhu ne apna gussa andar rokne ki koshish ki, lekin ab uska brain short-circuit kar chuka tha. Divorce ka process shuru ho gaya, aur Madhu ke ghar ka messy drama officially ek legal battle mein convert ho chuka tha. Huma, apne plan mein ek aur kadam aage badh chuki thi, lekin Madhu ke liye yeh ek nightmare jaisa tha jo khatam hone ka naam nahi le raha tha.

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Madhu ke mom-dad ke divorce ke baad, Madhu apni mom ke saath dusre sheher chali gayi. Madhu ke jaane ke baad, Huma ne sukoon ki saans li, jaise uski zindagi se ek bada bojh hat gaya ho. Ab woh Madhu ke ghar mein uske papa ke saath rehne lagi. Dheere-dheere Huma aur Madhu ke papa ke beech nazdikiyan badhne lagi, aur unka rishta aur gehra ho gaya.

Huma ke liye yeh sirf ek nayi zindagi ka shuruaat nahi tha, balki ek celebration bhi tha. Woh kabhi-kabhi Madhu ke kapde, aur uski mom ke undergarments pehen kar Madhu ke papa ke chudai karti thi. Yeh uske liye ek tarah ka jeet ka ahsaas tha, jaise usne ek saath dono bullies—Madhu aur uski mom—se chutkara pa liya ho. Aur phir Madhu ki mummy aur papa ke master bedroom me Huma Madhu ke papa ke sath madhur chudai ka khel suru kar diya.

Collage ke students ab bhi us epic cat fight ke baare mein baat karte the, jo Huma aur Madhu ke beech hui thi. Us fight mein dono lagbhag naked ho gaye the, aur yeh moment collage ke liye ek unforgettable gossip ban gaya tha. Lekin, dheere-dheere yeh baatein khatam hone lagi.

Kai students jo pehle Madhu ke bullying ka shikaar the, unhone Huma ki tareef ki. Log kehte the ki Huma ne Madhu ko ek sabak sikhaya, jo sab ke liye ek inspiration ban gaya. Madhu ke chale jaane ke baad, Huma ki zindagi ek naye confidence aur sukoon ke saath aage badhne lagi.

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Huma aur Madhu ke papa ke beech kuch samay chakkar chala. Huma ke liye yeh ek nayi zindagi thi, jahan use paison ki koi kami nahi thi, aur woh apne har din ko enjoy kar rahi thi. Madhu ke papa bhi uska khayal rakhne mein koi kasar nahi chhodte the, aur badle me Huma Madhu ke papa ke dil ko khush aur unke lund ko hamesha gili rakhati.

Lekin, ek mahine baad, Madhu ke papa ko apne business ke silsile mein London permanent shift hona pada. Unhone Huma se poocha ki kya woh unke saath London chalna chahegi. Lekin Huma ne decide kiya ki woh apne sheher mein hi rehkar apni zindagi jeeyegi.

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Aur Rahul ka kya hua, wo kyun nahi madad kiya Huma ka, wo isliye kyunki use in sab ke bich me ek kutte ne kaat liya, lekin Huma uske aane ke baad uski ek nahi suni aur use dhakke mar ke apne life se nikal diya, aur Farzana man gayi ki Huma zarurat padane me kuch bhi kar sakti hai.

 

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Huma enjoying rain, after defeating Madhu:

 

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enjoying?