part:3 The First Clash

Zoya apne room mein rest kar rahi hoti hai…

Mahi quietly uske paas baithi hoti hai.

Uski nazar Zoya par hoti hai — checking if she’s okay.

Kuch der baad…

Zoya ki breathing normal ho jaati hai.

Mahi halki si smile karti hai.

“Ab theek hain…”

Woh dheere se uthti hai…

aur apni cheezein collect karne lagti hai.

“Ab mujhe chalna chahiye…”

Woh softly khud se kehti hai.

Jaise hi Mahi living room mein aati hai…

Usse ek ajeeb sa feel hota hai.

Jaise koi ghar ke andar enter kar raha ho.

Uski senses instantly alert ho jaati hain.

Aankhen sharp… body ready…

“Kaun hai…?”

Woh dheere se whisper karti hai.

Tabhi—

Click.

Door open hota hai.

Aur ek tall… confident aadmi andar enter karta hai.

Strong personality… sharp eyes…

aur presence jo instantly attention grab kare.

Mahi ka instinct turant react karta hai—

“Unknown.”

Dusri taraf…

Woh aadmi bhi Mahi ko dekh kar ruk jaata hai.

Uski aankhon mein suspicion aa jaata hai—

“Danger.”

Uske mind mein ek hi thought—

“Yeh ladki yahan kya kar rahi hai…?”

Next moment—

Attack.

Dono ek dusre par bina delay ke move karte hain.

Room mein ekdum se intense fight start ho jaati hai.

Mahi fast… precise…

Har move calculated.

Woh aadmi equally strong…

Powerful… controlled strikes ke saath.

Ek punch… ek block… ek counter…

Furniture side ho raha hota hai…

Table thoda shift hota hai…

Fight dekh kar clearly feel hota hai—

Dono trained hain.

Dono dangerous hain.

Aur dono rukne wale nahi.

Room ke andar se awaaz aati hai—

“Yeh shor…?”

Zoya apne room se bahar aati hai.

Jaise hi woh living room mein aati hai—

Woh freeze ho jaati hai.

Uske saamne…

Uska bhai…

Aur Mahi…

Fight kar rahe hote hain.

“WHAT?!”

Zoya shock ho jaati hai.

“Stop! Dono ruk jao!”

Lekin…

Dono itne focus mein hote hain—

ke koi bhi uski baat nahi sunta.

Zoya ka patience khatam ho jaata hai.

Woh table par rakha flower vase uthati hai—

Aur—

Crash!

Zor se floor par phenk deti hai.

Glass tootne ki awaaz poore room mein echo karti hai.

Us ek awaaz ke saath—

Fight ruk jaati hai.

Dono ekdum freeze ho jaate hain.

Aur ek saath Zoya ki taraf mudte hain.

Aur ek hi waqt par bol padte hain—

“Tum theek ho na?”

“Tumhe kahin chot to nahi lagi?”

Room mein ek second ke liye silence…

Phir—

Zoya hans padti hai.

“Seriously…?”

Zoya haath fold karke dono ko dekhti hai.

“Tum dono lad kyun rahe the?”

Woh aadmi turant bolta hai—

“Mujhe laga yeh koi killer hai jo tumhe marne aayi hai.”

Mahi bina delay ke reply karti hai—

“Aur mujhe laga yeh koi chor hai jo ghar mein ghus aaya hai…

isliye main ise maar rahi thi.”

Zoya ka smile aur wide ho jaata hai.

“Perfect.”

Phir woh Mahi ki taraf dekh kar kehti hai—

“Miss Syeda…

yeh mere bhai hain—”

Ek slight pause…

“Syed Ali Shah.”

Mahi ka expression change hota hai.

Phir Zoya apne bhai ki taraf mud kar kehti hai—

“Aur bhai…

yeh koi killer nahi hai.”

“Yeh meri Personal Assistant—

Miss Syeda Mahi hain.”

Room mein complete silence ho jaata hai.

Dono ek dusre ko dekhte hain…

Ab bina attack ke.

Bina guard ke.

Bas…

Realization ke saath.

Jisse woh abhi tak fight kar rahe the…

Woh actually—

Zoya ka sabse trusted person…

aur uska bhai tha.

Aur us moment mein…

Un dono ke beech sirf ek cheez clear hoti hai—

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