Rakh Loon Chhupa Ke Main Kahin Tujhko

Saaya Bhi Tera Na Main Doon

Rakh Loon Bana Ke Kahin Ghar, Main Tujhe

Saath Tere, Main Hi Rahoon..

Zulfein Teri, Itni Ghani

Dekh Ke Inko, Ye Sochta Hoon

Saaye Me, Inke Main Jiyoon.

Author's POV.

He married her. Only for the sake of his bhabhi's life. He married her.

His mind churned with a tumultuous mix of emotions - hatred and resentment swirling within him like a storm. He can't shake the feeling of anger that gnawed him, the knowledge that Nupur's presence in his life is a constant reminder of the pain and suffering inflicted upon his family.

When they reached their house, he picked his bhabhi in his arms. His eyes fell on her, his wife, who was sleeping.

Ignoring her, he walked inside along with Priya. As he stepped inside, his eyes fell on Abhigyan, his elder brother, who was standing with his hands back, in the Aangan.

Abhigyan ran towards him and immediately took Priya in his arms.

He ran towards their room, and placed her on the bed.

Tears were flowing from his brother's eyes. Tears, that he had never seen there. Never. In his life. He cussed under his breathe. Her fragile form a stark reminder of the danger they faced at the hands of Vikas. Abhisar's gaze flickers towards her briefly, a pang of guilt piercing through the veil of his anger. His determination increasing more to make the life of his wife a living hell.

"Kyu nahi bataya tumne Hume kuch?", Abhigyan held his collar and shook him.

Abhisar shook his head, caressing his brother's arms, "Calm down bhaiya, calm down."

But Abhigyan didn't leave him. He jerked him again and shouted,

"Kyu nahi bataya hume?".

He gulped and replied,

"Humne aapko bahut saari chitthiyan bheji thi bhaiya. Bahut saari. Aap tak pahuchi hi nahi wo."

Abhigyan left his collar and moved towards his wife, rubbing her palm, trying to wake her up.

"Kahan thi yeh?".

"Aapko kisne bataya bhaiya?".

Still rubbing her palms, he answered,

"Hum toh hasi Khushi ghar aa rahe the.. ki apni Priya se milenge hum," he saw tears dropping down on his bhabhi's hand, "tumhare aane ke kuch der pehle pahuche hai hum, aas paas ke logon se pata chala, agwa kar liya hai inhe...humari toh jaan nikal gayi thi."

He moved forward and caressed his brother's shoulder.

Abhigyan gulped and continued,

"Hum nikalne hi Wale the unhe dhundhne, ki logon ne bataya tum lekar aa rahe ho inhe."

Abhisar nodded his head and replied,

"Humare rehte bhabhi ko kuch nahi ho sakta, bhaiya. Kuch bhi nahi."

Abhigyan questioned again, his eyes filled with resentment,

"Kiski maut nazdik hai?".

Abhisar breathed deeply and replied,

"Vikas aur Ravi choudhary utha le Gaye the inhe."

Abhigyan's veins popped on his forehead. He inhaled sharply,

"Kyun?".

Abhisar, didn't wanted to tell him the reason. Didn't wanted to break his heart more. He was already tensed. He didn't wanted to tense him more. So he replied,

"Wahi.. purani dushmani."

"Jaane kaise Diya inhe?".

Abhigyan sensed something.

He knew they would not let her go until paying some cost. He looked up in Abhisar's eyes and questioned again the same thing. "Jaane kaise de diya inhe, Abhisar?".

Abhisar gulped and replied in a low voice, ignoring gazes with his brother,

"Shart rakha tha humare saamne."

"Kaisi shart?".

He inhaled deeply and replied,

"Unki behen se shadi, humari."

Abhigyan stood up suddenly in disbelief,

"Tumne kar li? Tumne kar li shadi Abhisar?".

He nodded, a bit.

Abhigyan inhaled in frustration, closing his eyes.

"Bhabhi ke liye kuch bhi bhaiya, humari Jaan maang lete toh hum woh bhi-"

He was cut off. Abhigyan hugged him. Tightly. Crying on his shoulder and Abhisar crying along with him, silently.

"Hum kaise shukriya kare tumhara Abhisar, kaise?".

Abhisar shook his head, his voice shaking,

"Janam ke baad..pehli baar Hume maa jaisi Maanne wali bhabhi mili hai bhaiya.. do hafta beetaya hai sirf humne unke saath, magar woh do hafta humare liye sabse Khushi bhara hafta tha, Hume itna Maan aur pyaar kisi ne nahi Diya pehle."

They broke their hug after minutes.

Abhigyan sat beside Priya. She was still unconscious, he knew that she was weak. She'll not wake up immediately.

He asked Abhisar,

"Kahan hai tumhari biwi?".

Abhisar stayed silent.

He asked again, strictly this time. "Kahan hai?".

"Bahar hai..Ghar ke ...nahi laaye hum usey andar."

Abhigyan shook his head,

"Jo kuch bhi hua, beta, uski kya galti. Tumhari biwi hai ab. Ghar ki Bahu hai. Andar lao usey. Jao."

Abhisar nodded. He cannot cut his brother's order. He walked outside and saw her still sleeping. As he glanced at Nupur, his eyes burned with a fiery intensity, his heart heavy with the weight of his disdain.

He shook her a little and she woke up immediately.

He asked her to get down, but she in the process, she almost fell. He held her, even though he didn't wanted to, still he held her and helped her to get down.

His anger surged when they reached their room. And it bursted upon her.

With that, he left the room again, leaving her alone there.

***

The whole night, he spent sitting along with his brother in his room, waiting for her to gain consciousness. But she didn't. She remained still.

Just breathing.

It was late at night.

Midnight.

When he saw his brother standing near her legs.

And he heard his stern voice,

"Bahar jao Abhisar."

He stood up and left the room, knowing that the matter needed privacy.

After some five minutes, he heard his brother's voice,

"Abhisar.."

He entered inside immediately. His brows pinched together in confusion.

"Priya.. Priya pet se thi?".

He nodded immediately, when it struck him that his brother didn't knew. Didn't knew that she was pregnant.

He shouted,

"Bula kar Lao Revati ji ko, jaldi."

He understood what he meant. He ran outside from the house. The door of that woman was locked. He banged on the door again and again, until it opened.

"Bhabhi beemar hai humari, jaldi chaliye."

She nodded and followed behind him.

***

Abhisar stood outside while she was checking her.

He saw her coming outside, with a tensed face. She quietly moved out from the house.

He walked inside and saw his brother sitting on the edge. Tears that had dried, collecting in his eyes again.

He caressed his shoulder and asked,

"Kya hua bhaiya?".

His brother, he was in such a weak state, that he palmed his face and started crying, sobbing.

Abhisar broke completely seeing him in this state, completely. He heard him blabbering,

"Kya... Kya jawab... Kya jawab denge hum tumhari bhabhi ko... Humara baccha tak nahi bacha paye hum...kya muh dikhaenge?".

His lips parted in disbelief. She had lost her child. His brother had lost his child. Their first child.

He wasn't able to speak anything.

Not even a word.

Abhigyan spoke, "Akela chor do Hume Abhisar... Jao yahan se.. akela rehna chahte hai hum.",

He just spoke,

"Bhabhi ke hi paas rahiye, bhaiya. Hum jaate hai."

He moved outside.

His eyes teary.

He moved outside. Along with alcohol bottles. And drank as much as he could to lessen his pain. When his mind felt numb, he moved inside again.

He opened the room of his door, and walked inside after shutting the door with a loud thud.

His wife, who was sitting by the door, flinched.

His eyes fell on her and his mind which had gone numb a few minutes ago, felt anger surging inside him again.

Again.

His knuckles white as he fisted his hand.

"Aap a-".

She felt his hands gripping her arms tightly and in another second she was up, up on his shoulders, her world upside down.

She moved her legs, trying to resist, but he was strong.

She felt a severe pain when he crashed her on the bed.

The room was dark, just a diya lightened up in the room.

He pulled her veil off and threw her dupatta on the floor.

His glare was dangerous, scary.

He spoke very rudely,

"Bahut shauk hai humari biwi banne ka.. bano humari biwi Aaj tum."

With this, he held her hands tightly and she felt a surge of pain as her bangles broke in her wrists.

Blood oozed out and she groaned in pain.

Still holding her hand, he pulled her saree off from her shoulder and it came out with a screech sound.

He unwrapped the saree from her body. Her heart was racing. She didn't knew what came in her way. She only knew that her husband was very angry from her.

Maybe he'll beat her. Like the men in her family does to the ladies of her family.

Or maybe,

She was still thinking when she heard a loud screech sound as her blouse was ripped off from her body.

He even tore off the cotton undergarment that she was wearing inside her blouse and two heavy bosoms jumped outside.

White bosoms, brown nipples.

She looked into his eyes, but his eyes were focussed on her bosoms.

He touched one of them, taking handful of it in his hand and squeezed it roughly. She moaned heavily, "Annnhh".

He took both of them in both his hands and squeezed them together. She moaned more, and her hands went to hold her husband's arms.

He jerked her hands away. Removing his focus from her mounds, he untied her underskirt.

He tore it off, completely and threw it aside. Her legs bare infront of him.

He didn't wait for another second and pulled out the knot of her lower garment. It opened. The only piece of cloth that was hiding her nudeness, opened. And he threw it aside, ready to attack her.