Iztiraar

Chapter 30

Hotel ki lobby me jab woh poncha to uska mood ab bhi kuch khaas acha to na tha magar phir bhi ab pehle se behtar tha. AirPort se nikal ne ke baad usne Amyra ko apne se aage nikalte hue dekha tha magar dono ke beech faasla tha. Woh bahir nikli to usne gari dekhi jo Marina ne unke liye bheji thi. Woh us gaari ke paas gayi to driver ne use kuch kaha tha jiske baad Amyra ne mur ke uski taraf ek nazar dekha phir kuch kehti hui use bag thama ke gari me bethi. Samir aage hua to driver ne uska samaan bhi pakar ke rakha aur Samir ke liye darwaza khola aur woh beth gaya. Dono ne ek dusre ko nahi dekha tha aur dono hi bahir dekhne me masroof the.

Rome ki sarken aur amaaraten beyhad khubsoorat thi. Khamoshi me safar guzra aur dono hotel pohonch gaye. Dono alag alag magar counter ki taraf gaye the. Amyra ne English me receptionist se kamre ka pucha. Samne khari us Italian aurat ne Italian accent me English me hi jawaab diya tha.

"Thora sa problem ho gaya he ma'am actually aap dono ke liye hotel ke suites book the magar unme se ek me humare owner theher gaye hain to aap dono me se ek ko hume dusra room dena ho ga."

"Okay aap inhe dusra kamra de dein"

Amyra ne apne se faasle pe khare Samir ki taraf ishara kar ke kha tha aur Samir use ghoorta hua aage hua.

"Hello? Main nahi tum dusre kamre me raho gi"

"Kis khushi me?"

"Main company ka owner hun aur tum sirf representative ho you see the difference?"

"Excuse me? Technically main bhi owners me se ek hi hun to tum me aur mujhme koi farak nahi he is liye niklo yahan se"

Amyra usi tarah use challenge karti hui boli thi.

"Um..excuse me ma'am sir, actually ek honeymoon suite he agar aap dono-"

"What?!"

Woh dono ek dusre ko phir us receptionist ko dekhne lage to receptionist ghabra ke boli.

"Nahi mera matlab tha ke aap dono me se koi ek use kar sakta hai woh hum use sahi karwa den ge."

Usne dubara kah to Samir sar jhatakta hua bola.

"Mujhe de den"

Usne kaha aur key leta apni jacket ek haath se dusre pe daalta hua ek nazar Amyra pe daale aage hua to Amyra ne ankhe bheenchi phir apni bhi chabi leti hui aage hui aur uske peechey bhaagi.

"Ruko!"

Woh boli to Samir bezaar sa wahan pe ruka to Amyra ne aa ke uske baazu se use apni taraf mora.  Uske chehre ko ghoorti rahi phir ek saans nikli aur woh dheere se boli.

"Hum lar kyun rahe hain Samir"

Samir use dekhta gaya phir jese chehre pe narmi ayi.

"Main bhi yehi jaan na chah raha hun Amyra. Ab aisa kya he jise chupane ke liye tum mujhse lar rahi ho"

Woh bola to Amyra khamosh ho gayi. Woh jaanta tha use. Woh is tarah tab lara karti thi jab woh apne ehsasaat ya apne kisi khouf shako shubahon se bhaagna chah rahi ho.

"Pata nahi.."

Woh boli to Samir ek kadam aage hua aur uske chehre pe gehri jazar daalta hua bola.