Bada Pachtaoge

Chapter 3

"Found him."

Mallika's POV

Mal: What the fuck! You know na, that I don't like to visit temples.😠

I screamed on phone.

I am talking on phone with Avneet. She is telling me to go temple if I want to kill Rohan.

That bloody Rohan pulled my hair in a fight. He was successful in escaping that day. But today is his last day. He works for rival mafia. Against me.

Avu is Avneet's nick name. She is my friend. Avneet works in mafia with me. I will tell some other day about our meet. She is my bestie from childhood. Am in Delhi while she lives in Pune. Because her crush lives there. I can't do anything. It's her life, her choice. She is such a bubbly, cute and sassy girl.

Avu: But its necessary Mikks, If you don't wanna go, I can happily go.😏

I can feel her smirking. She knows how to convince me for anything.

Mal: Fine.

I sighed.

Mal: I will.

I said in a bored tone.

Avu: Okiee Mikku, Bye.😙

She chirped.

Mal: Bye.

I cut the call.

Now I have to go Pune. I packed my bag. Putting chloroform, knifes, napkins, and some other things in it.

What do you think? I am going for a murder there, not for enjoying my vacation.

I reached Pune in my private jet in 2 hours. I straight went to temple. Fortunately, am not in my periods.

Mal: Count your last breathes Rohan.😏

I smirked. I put the bluetooth in my ear and called Avneet.

Avu: What?

She asked bored.

Mal: Am in Pune, standing in front of the temple. Tell me where is Rohan.😏

I smirked more. I can feel her being startled.

Avu: What! When? How?😲

She exclaimed. I rolled my eyes.

Mal: Avu, stop being dramatic. Tell me where is he.🙄

I said being serious.

Avu: Mikks, 1 problem hai.😅

She said being silly.

Mal: What?😒

I scoffed.

Avu: Rohan mandir ke andar hai.😅

She said with nervousness in her voice.

Mal: First of all I don't believe in god. Second you made me come to a temple in such a hurry. Now, You want me to go in.😒😠

I yelled.

Avu: Mikku, if you want to kill him, go in. If don't come back right now.

She said being serious.

When she needed to be serious, she didn't. And now she is being serious on me. Wow! Note the sarcasm. Never mind.

Mal: Fine.

I grunted. I cut the call.

I took a deep breath. Am going in a temple after ages. I have to do acting of praying. I do not believe in god. I have to do acting of a devotee so that no one can suspect. Am here for a murder.