Ek Duje Ke Vaaste

7. The Proposal

Hello dear reader !!! Welcome to the 7th part of the story... 

As Sumedh stepped out of the library, he found himself face to face with Akhil, the tension palpable between them.

"Toh akhir kar mil hi gaya tu, bahut smart samajhta hai na khudko?" Akhil's voice dripped with disdain as he confronted Sumedh.

Sumedh, undeterred by Akhil's hostility, retorted playfully with a  smirk, "Nahi, nahi, main samajhta nahi, main smart hun..."

Akhil's demeanor turned menacing as he threatened, "Acha, toh abhi teri smartness nikalta hun mai..."

Before Akhil could make a move, Sumedh, quick on his feet, diverted his attention with a clever ploy. "Meri smartness nikalne se pehle ek baar peeche toh dekhlo..." he quipped.

Akhil : "Kon hai peeche ?"

Akhil, momentarily distracted, turned around, falling for Sumedh's ruse. 

In a flash, Sumedh bolted from the scene, leaving Akhil and his gang dumbfounded.

Realizing the trickery, one of Akhil's cronies remarked, "Akhil bhai, woh toh aapko bewakoof bana ke bhaag gaya..."

Person 2 : abe gadhe... isme banana kya hai woh toh pehle se hi hai...

Akhil, seething with anger, turned on his subordinate, "KYA BOLA TU? Tujhe toh mai baad mein dekhta hun, pehle usse nipat lun!"

With determination etched on their faces, Akhil and his gang gave chase, their footsteps echoing in the air as they pursued Sumedh's retreating figure.

Meanwhile, Mallika emerged from the library, her eyes widening in concern as she witnessed the unfolding spectacle. "Hey Narayan! Ye toh Akhil Sumedh ke peeche hi pad gaya... Ab kya hoga?" she mused aloud, her worry evident in her voice.

As Sumedh reached the tranquility of the college garden, he paused, feigning exhaustion. Akhil soon caught up, his breaths ragged with exertion.

"Bas karo yaar, kitna bhagaoge? Pehle Mallika bhagati hai, ab tum log! Thaka diya hai..." Sumedh teased, a grin playing on his lips.

Akhil, fueled by anger, growled, "Tujhe toh aaj main nahi chodunga!!!"

Sumedh, unfazed, quipped back, "Kya baat kar rahe ho? Itne der se daura rahe ho, pakad toh paye nahi toh chhodoge kya?"

Akhil : (angrily) tujhe toh mai....

Akhil's anger reached its boiling point as he raised his hand, ready to strike Sumedh with force. But before the blow could land, Mallika swiftly interceded, standing between them, her voice steady despite the rising tension.

"Akhil, Dekho, Sumedh ki galati nahi hai, woh mujhe lekar nahi bhaga tha. Mai use lekar wahan se gayi thi samjhaane ke liye... Woh abhi naya hai college mein, usey nahi pata hai humare baare mein... Chhod do usey, please !" Mallika's words were laced with urgency and reason, a plea sought to defuse the volatile situation. 

Akhil's expression hardened as he listened to Mallika's explanation, his resolve unyielding. "Mallika, bahot badi galati ki hai tumne jiski sajaa toh tumhe milegi, aur woh hum nahi, tumhe Nikhil bhai hi denge... Aur rahi baat iski, toh ise toh mai aise jaane nahi de sakta..." 

Mallika's heart raced as fear gripped her at the mention of Nikhil's name, the threat of his retribution looming ominously.

Akhil, his smirk betraying his cruel intentions, instructed one of his gang members, "Amar, bhabhi ji ko bade izzat ke saath yahan se le jao..."

Mallika, sensing the danger escalating, began to retreat in fear as Amar advanced towards her, his intentions ominous. But before he could lay a hand on her, Sumedh, with lightning reflexes, intercepted Amar, twisting his arm with precision. Amar cried out in pain, his aggression thwarted by Sumedh's swift action.