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Ab Yehi Hona Baki Tha🙃

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Veer's PoV
"ST Sahab, can we have our bottles inside pilizzz😊" my sasur ji goads the SP as smittenly as possible.

After my drunkard party attacked the police and the patrol guy once again, the SP found no other option but to duck us into lockups. And not just that, till now we didn't have any valid charges agaist us... But NOW he literally charged agaist us for attacking on Police. All thanks to my fathers and their not so little gang that now WE ALL ARE INSIDE THE CELL!!! But NO! MY WIFE IS IN DIFFERENT CELL!!! With her sister...But STILL!!!

"Abbe...pehle naam to thik se bolna sikho. It's SP, not ST!!!😐" the SP snaps.

"Aree...is it our fault that you don't know the alphabetical order of English....?" my fufa starts, "...after S there comes T, not P!.."

Oh god!🤦‍♂️

SP glares at fufa and says, "Chup!😐"

"Let me tell you the order..." fufa slurs again, "...A, B, C, D... D for Delhi Riders😁!!!"

"No no...D for DHANPRATAP!!!" my dad slurs back swaying his fist up.

Seriously!!!🙄🤦‍♂️

"CHUP!!!!!" SP growls fuming.

My Dad, fufa and sasur ji cowers back into Their old position putting their finger on lips while I and Mahir try to roll our eyes, but it's hard with swollen eyes you know...🤕

"So can we get the bottles inside!!" Bhatia chachu asks hopefully.

"Yes! You will get your bottles inside only when I get your balls out, bewda admi😠!!!"

Swearing at my in-laws!!!
Well...looks like SP sahab has plucked guts after sending my wife behind the bar!!🙄

Oh shit!!! Bani is inside the cell🤯
I've to do something!!!

"Aree...what are talking about ST bro?? Ball is already outside na...in the field!!!😒. We Didn't bring the ball here. We brought our bottles!!!" chote chachu slurs staring at whiskey bottles kept on the table.

And Bade chachu joins, "Yes! Yes! That ball is not ours. We don't have balls!!!"

Urgh!!!
This people!!!😑

Before the SP can utter anything nastier I budge in.

"Look SP, there is no fruit in talking shits with these drunk people. Can you please let us go?" I say in serious tone.

"Let you go?? Are you kidding me? YOU People....! physically attacked on my policemen. And you are asking me to spare you!!! Never!" the SP snarls at me.

"Fine. Then just let the girls go. They are not into this mess." I say calmly.

"THEY ARE NOT WHAT???" the SP barks back again, "...What I heard from my men today AND LAST NIGHT, THIS TWO GIRLS ARE THE HEAD OF THIS WHOLE MESS!!! AND YOU ARE SAYING THEY ARE NOT INTO THIS!!!"

Right then I hear my wife yelling from the other cell, "JUST LET ME GET OUT ONCE THEN I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT MESS I CAN CREAT, YOU PISSING PEA-HEAD!!!"

Wow...how Sweet it feels hearing her voice...doesn't it!!!☺️

Well...maybe not so sweet to SP bro as I see him immediately closing his mouth shut and the gulp is visible over his oily skin.🙊

The SP whispers to me this time, "And you are asking me to let her go? never! Not Tonight!!!🤐"

"Fine!" I sigh in exasperation, "just let me use the telephone then, please!" I plead to him.

The SP thinks for a second with so much drama that this few seconds seemed to me the longest time in the world... Just the way they show in the films!!!

I keep holding my breath when he finally replies, "Okay! You can...Sentry open the lockup and bring that black boy out."

Excuse me!!! I'm not black!😟 I'm as fair as silver!!!😐

Just that time I hear that honey voice again, "THEY ARE NOT CALLING YOU BLACK, YOU SELF-OBSESSED MORON!!! THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT YOUR T-SHIRT!!!"

How wifey!! Isn't She???☺️😚😘
I can actually imagine her glaring at me with angry eyes... huffing fume in frustration...probably ready to blow a kick at my groin...🤩

"Oyy sir, stop daydreaming. Come out!" the sentry gives me quite a disgusted look bringing me back from my Bani's thought.

"Umm...one minute sentry bhaia...may I have a word with my son-in-law please." my sasur ji states VERY modestly.

The sentry looks at the SP...the SP glares at me...then gives my father-by-law a nasty look saying, "Okay. Be quick!!!"

I go to my sasur ji and slowly kneel beside him eyeing him suspiciously, "What is it, Pappa ji?🤨"

I wonder What in that drunk brain of his is he cooking!!!🙄

"Kaise ho beta???" He asks me gleefully.

"I'm sure you don't want to ask me that, sasur ji. Whatever it is... Spit it out." I say acting equally gleeful.

By now all the drunkards have joined in our little conversation circling and squinting at us with utmost interest.

"Okay...so...beta you are going to go out of this room na..." my sasur ji starts but Mahir interrupt him.

"Correction Sasur ji... Not room, cell...this is police station and we're in the cell. Ab is cell ko room bulakar room ki beyzzati mat karo please." Mahir rumbles.

"Don't you dare give the definition of room you dirty piece of Mine. Khud doing hunky punky khullam khula in Stadium and now talking about room. Nalayek kahika😡!!!" fufa roars at Mahir.

Wait...
Did he just say dirty piece of HIM???
Quite honest, isn't he!!!😶

"Guys! Shut up, okay! Sasur ji... what is it, say it quick!!" I urge my father-in-law.

"Okay okay...so listen..." Pappa ji starts again... this time with voice, "when you go out...Can you bring a bottle inside while coming back?"

What...!!!

"So...can you dear!!!☺️" his eyes are beaming with teenager's excitement.

"Yes. The full One!!!" my dad pops up beside me reflecting his samdhi's excitement.

"My dear fathers!!!" I glare at both of them, "I hope you remember that right now we're in jail...the police is not letting us free...and Dad! Here your son is in miserably-beaten-by-public condition and my dear... father by law I solely hope you remember your daughters are also locked up inside some other cell....And all you people can care about is BOTTLES!!!"

My dad and sasur ji looks at me sheepishly then all on a sudden sasur ji takes out a 100 rupees note from his pocket and sways it in front of my eyes the way fisherman lures fish with the bait in the fishhook.

"Beta...if you can sneak one bottle inside, you will get this😁!!! Ab batao...!!"

I stare at him with utter disbelief. He, the Narayan Sharma, right now captured inside jail and his only headache right now is that whiskey bottle for which he's ready to bribe his own son-in-law... even when his dear daughters are also locked inside just like him...And most importantly AWAY FROM HIM!!!

"Abe...what bottles!! What are you talking so long for, huh?" SP calls impatiently.

"Nothing nothing ST bro. Aerosols bottle. We are talking about aerosols bottle. So much mosquito here!!! Ufff...hundred mosquitos!!!" My dad does his best drama👏

"Chup...!!! Let the mosquitos drink your blood and get drunk like you duffos!!!" SP replies back in irritation.

Without giving farther chance to this crazy people I quickly get out of cell and sigh in relief.

Finally out!!!
Well....not for long though!!

I can't see Bani since she's on the side of the room. I wonder if the SP guy will let me see her once...

The SP urges me, "Quick quick!!! I don't have all night."

Well, he does have all night, doesn’t he??
He's a freaking night shift officer!!!

But I'm definitely not gonna argue with him on that matter now. What if he doesn’t let me use the telephone then...🙊

I quickly dial Kunal Bhai's number...but no response. Obviously! Who would want to pick up calls when you are sleeping in your wife's warmth!!!

Surely I wouldn’t!!!
Or maybe I would after getting a kick from my wife for disrupting her Sleep!!!

After two trials, finally Bhai picks up the phone on third time.

"Hello....." Kunal bhai mumbles over the phone.

"Bhai...it's me, Veer." I say whispering as if fearing that bhabi might get up from my voice.

"Uh...Veer...!" Kunal bhai yawns.

"Bhai...get up. I need your help." I say again.

"Okay...but why are you calling me at this hour? I literally live just two doors next to you...come and say whatever you need to." bhai rumbles again.

Me: Bhai, I'm not home.

Kunal: Not home? Then where are you??

Me: Police station.

"WHAT!!! POLICE STATION!!!" Kunal bhai yells at the top of his voice.

"Shh...bhai...be quiet! Don't wake the whole house up!!!" I whisper cringing my nose.

Ouch!!! It hurts...😣

"What happened Kunal...what police station...?" I hear Mishty bhabi's sleep yet worried voice behind the phone.

"Umm...Veer...he's in police station." and my dumb brother breaks the pod.🤦‍♂️

"WHAT??? HOW COME??? HE WAS IN HIS ROOM NA???" bhabi exclaims.

"Bhai... Just listen to me okay?? I don't have much time..." I say, "...I and Mahir...we're stuck in the police station. Umm...so are some more people. And the police is not letting us out tonight. And there is no way we'll be able to show our face out tomorrow's daylight. Please do something."

"Uhh...what...wait...what did you do??" bhai asks.

"Bhai...!!!" I sigh, "now is not the time okay. I will tell you later. Just Contact anybody you want...do whatever you want, but get us out of here by tonight Anyhow..." I plead.

I can hear bhai getting off bed while he says, "Umm...okay...but I don't have Such connection. Wait...maybe mamu or dad does. Let me ask them."

Oh damn!!!

"Bhai...bhai...Dad or Fufa koyi bhi ghar par nhi hein." This time I break the pod.

"Ghar par nhi hein matlab??? To aur kaha hein??...kya bol rha Hein tu yarr!!...you must be drunk!!!" Kunal bhai spats irritatedly.

I sigh, "Well...I'm not drunk but definitely  your and my dads are. They are with me in the police station...locked up in the cell...and before you ask anymore thing let me tell you, they are the reason we're stuck up here right now." I say in one go.

I hear a thud sound over the phone.

"Kunal....kunal...what happened?? Should I call someone??" I hear Mishty bhabi calling bhai in bleak tone.

After getting no response for quite long time I call bhai, "Bhai...you there??...bhai...!!"

"Uhh...ha...yeah I'm here. But Veer...what do I do now?? Who do I call?? Oh my god!!! if Mom or Mami gets to know about this...." bhai whines over the phone.

"Kayamat ho jayega bhai...please do something!!!" I whine back.

"Should I call Abhi bhai?? But what will be do from Singapore??? Or should I call Vaidya uncle??? He might help right???" bhai asks me with hope that I so much have to crush now.😑

"No use, bhai...the Sharmas are here with  us as much drunk as our dads!!!" I say while waiting for another thud sound to hear.

But this time the thud sound doesn’t come from the phone but from the officer's table. Apparently while I was busy in talking to my bhai for our rescue...and the SP, looking at me... and the sentry also looking at me and NOT looking over the unlocked cell..., My dear fufa couldn’t wait anymore and sneaked out the cell to steal the whiskey bottle but unfortunately got bumped with the SP while returning.😶

And just the moment he bumps with the SP, the other drunk party who were keenly watching the show from inside roar in unison, "Goal...!!!!!"

I take in the scenario in front of me. Definitely it was the SP's beyond imagination that someone could actually sneak things out right under his nose and Look into his eyes with whole lot crazy excitement and ASK showing the two bottles of his hands to him, "Hey ST bro...want some???"

I mean...!!! 😬😑🤦‍♂️

I see the SP glaring at fufa with fuming eyes...ready to eat him raw.

"Bhai...jaldi...!!! Your dad got us in trouble again!!!" saying this I cut the call immediately and rush to take the bottles away from fufa.

"Fufa!!! Let's go in..." I say snatching the bottles away from fufa.

"But the bottles....!!!" fufa persists.

"Fufa...!!!" I give him a warning glare and drag him inside the cell avoiding the SP's death glare.

Hi everyone
Hope you all are doing fine🤍
My exams are still going on...so the updates will still be late.
Till then ❤️❤️❤️

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