GHULAAM
A RANIKA FANFICTION
BY ANU PARSHHOLIC

Rangeela's POV

I weirdly felt a shudder ran down my spine as I realised who the girl was. What the hell is she doing here? Is this girl out of her mind?
This scooty-girl and the other one had themselves walked merrily towards their death.
I have heard my Malik say  a numerous times that "Chhoriyan bawari howe se." "Seheri log nalayak."
He was damn right, I just realised!
I darted my gaze again at the two poor souls who lay at the mercy of Malik. They won't be spared. No one has ever been... They r no exceptions..They are gonna be killed.
I felt a slight ache in the left side of my chest at this thought. What was that!?
I shook my head to throw any alien thoughts out of my mind.
My focus again shifted to the scooty-wali-ladki. Suprisingly, while roaming her gaze here and there..Her eyes finally set up in my direction. As soon her eyes reached my face, they widened with shock. She recognised me!
I kept looking at her as her shocked expressions soon turned into confusion..And then  to a lost expression..Like she was thinking something hard. In another 2 seconds her eyes widened yet again, but soon they shrink-ed to narrow. She immediately turned her head to me..Again. but this time not with a confused expression, but with a look of sheer anger and slight disgust in her eyes. She realised!

"Toh? Kya Kara jaye inn Chhoriyon ka?"
My chain of thoughts and our silent exchange of feelings broke abruptly, as soon as I heard my Malik's voice.
I looked upto him to see him smirking at the girls.
"Aisa karte hain...." Malik continued...But took a log pause.
"Maar hi dete hain!" He ended with a smirk again. And my heart skipped a beat.
No! I started feeling restless for some strange reason.
Malik picked up his gun kept at the side table. And started moving it between the 2 girls, as if choosing the first one to die.
I noticed as the other girl help tightly the hand of Miss scooty. While miss scooty kept looking at Malik without a tint if fear.
Before Malik could press the trigger if the gun, I jumped in.
"Malik!!"
Malik looked at me..And took his gun back for a few seconds
"Kya hai Rangeele?" He asked me in a disinterested way.
"Apki ijaazat ho...Toh ek baat bolu?" I bowed down my head
"Bol" he signalled me.
"In dono ki mat Mariye!"
Shit! Rangeela! Kya bol raha hai tu? I groaned to myself.
I saw Malik glaring me..Waiting for an explanation.
"Malik! Kaam ayengi yeh dono chhoriyan humare. Seher ki hain... Padhi likhi hongi...Kuch kaam hi karlengi. Varna jhadu-pochha Karalengi Malik. Vaise bhi chhoriyan hain...Dum toh kuch hoga na se inme. Chhup chaap jo kahenge...Vahi karna padega." I finished..And sighed.
I saw Malik in deep thoughts.
"Theek se!" He said. While I felt myself let out the breath I was holding for long.
"Lekin... " He continued
"Lekin!?" I murmured... Worried.
"Ager..In dono ne pareshani khadi ki se...Vahi mardege Inhe" he glared and I nodded.
"Inn dono Ko neeche wali kothri mai le Jao...Kal dekhenge kya karna se inka" he glared.. While another of the man picked the girls to the place assigned.
Soon Malik also went away and in few seconds the crowd dispersed.

"Rangeela!" I heard on of the man call me from behind. We had been working for Chaudharys' since years and were kind of friends.
"Haan?"
"Kya padi tujhe..Unn ladkiyon Ko bachane ki?" He smirked at me.
"A..Aise hi...Kaam hi ayengi" I clarified.
"Peheli Baar...Malik ke phesle ke khilaaf kuch bola tu!" He said. And I felt a lightning bolt hit me as soon as I realised his words. I went against Malik? No! I didn't...I just gave him a suggestion..That's it. I convinced myself.
"Mai khilaaf nahi Gaya unke. Zindagi mai Aisa nahi karunga. Bhagwan hain voh mere. M..maine toh bas...Unhe..raye di"
"Chal theek! Manli Teri! Shubh ratri" he said..And walked towards his room.

I did not went against Malik. I did not! I never will.
I kept repeating to myself as I went to sleep.

To be continue!!!