Here
it is, but please note this is not the end, the end is yet to come and a lot is
to be revealed... part two will be up shortlyBig smile
Avenged
Part
1
The
day before the court case...
"Madhubalaji
there is a visitor for you" Madhu followed the warden.
It
was him.
A
monster.
She
once loved.
"How
are you doing Madhu" He asked, without looking at her, his eyes bore holes
into his cellphone.
She
said nothing, but couldn't help notice the handsome way strands of his hair
fell onto his face.
She
wondered how he could sit there, so calm, as if pretending to love another
human being, was just another item to tick of the to do list.
"Not
talking to me?" He said still not looking at her. She stayed silent.
"The
judge is looking at 7 years, or a plea deal my lawyer will offer if you claim
to be mentally insane" He said not looking at her still.
"Warden!!"
she called out, the warden entered.
"Yes?"
She said, momentarily mesmerized by RK.
He
finally looked up when she stood up.
"Take
me back to my cell" his eyes flashed in anger, at her words what did he
expect she thought a hug and kiss welcome.
He
wanted her to admit that she intended to kill him, she would never even if she
had to rot in jail all her life.
PART
ONE
One
month after the sentence.
Time
went by slowly, creeping by, crawling almost, not a day went by when she did
not miss her son.
A
box came to her delivered from an unknown courier.
Articles
of the Kundra case, along with articles of her father's death.
She
found dozens of pictures, of herself, pictures taken without her knowledge
there was pictures of Trishna, her mother, even her late aunt and uncle in
Dehli, they were in a car accident, an accident he caused she found an old
novel, where the sentence was high lightened and underlined several times.
Revenge
shall be taken from the sins of the fathers onto the children every generation
one heir shall be left behind, then the games shall begin afresh.
This
was maybe what he followed his regime. Madhu never cried. She burned the box,
almost in a therapeutic way it healed her.
She
was released by the end of the month, Madhu, was given no reason for her
release. The officer who released her just said, that she was released by a
well-wisher.
RK
in Australia...
On
a boat, it was a fine day for sailing, he found junior, sleeping in his cot. He
began to find it difficult, the nanny he had hired after Madhu went to jail was
a bit of a slacker. She often left junior alone and spent lots of time on her
cellphone. He felt Ria crawl into his arms, she was beautiful, in the made up
sort of a way. She clung to him like a whimpering petal, she never paid much
attention to junior, and she hated kids. RK felt his phone vibrate, it was one
of his contacts at her jail.
"Madhubala
has been released sir" His eyes widened, at the news. He cut the call
without any questions.
"RK,
I am in such a demand to model, right now" Ria gushed unexpectedly,
fishing for compliments, which he never offered. He remembering telling Madhu
that she was beautiful more than once.
She
had the kind of beauty that all men appreciated, natural beauty.
He
had all her traces removed out of his life, but his son was not someone that
would or could be removed.
One
month later...
"What
do you mean she disappeared?" RK asked throwing the folder in Bittuji's
face who bent down and picked it up.
"You
are supposed to be the best private investigator in the business" Bittuji,
looked down embarrassed.
Madhubala
had disappeared, RK had grown obsessed with the idea of finding her.
"Ria,
I can't come for your show" RK, said slightly annoyed, Ria liked the
thought of the Kundra name being nearby, it meant mostly out of fear people
would give her modeling gigs.
"Please
baby?" she whined, RK looked at his sleeping son, every time he did he
remembered Madhu, reluctantly said yes eventually ending the call. Junior
awoke, crying the house down, he picked him up and stared at him.
"I
don't want to go either" He said to him.
Junior
began to sleep after at least an hour.
RK
reached Ria's fashion show when it was almost over only to find her wearing
plain tracksuit.
"Aren't
you the show stopper?" he asked her kissing her head more out of curtesy
rather than affection.
"Apparently
there is some other model, who is liked to be the next Venus, and apparently I
am a washed out hag" Ria sniffed a little loudly.
RK's,
went towards the designer, who fluffed and primed a figure behind the curtain.
"Manish"
He called out, knowing this could all be solved with a little money.
"Mr.
Kundra" He greeted happily and pulled him forward, behind the curtain. It
was her Madhubala, dressed in short silk night gown that left little to the
imagination she smiled, the kind of dimpled beaming smile that often made him
forget his words.
"Madhubalaji,
this is Mr. Kundra" He introduced, making Madhu smile, it was something
she never did before a lot.
RK
raised a brow as if to ask if she would really, wear hardly any clothing in
front of so many.
She
barely seemed worried though, he stared at Manish, who looked entranced by all
the exposed creamy flesh and stared at her openly.
"Why
was Ria replaced?" Madhu stopped Manish before he could answer.
"I
thought models were chosen according to their beauty, isn't it obvious"
Madhu said, RK was taken aback by her directness. The music stopped, music a
little more sentious began to play, RK felt sick as he watched Madhu take off
the gown, her back was completely exposed, she walked forward through the
curtains.
Ria
began to cry louder, all RK could do was stare hopelessly at her.
The
Madhu from before ufft.
But
this one masha Allah.
Madhu
watched his handsome face stare at her with desire as she walked back towards
him.
One
by one she would take away the things he loved, just like he did with her, she
felt had won round one, destroying his beautiful girlfriends' career.
RK
grabbed her arm roughly pulling her behind the curtain and covering her body
quickly.
"I
don't want you to ever show your body like that" Madhu ran a finger down
his cheek and seductively leaned forward.
"You
gave up the rights you had over this body" Madhu said pulling the cover he
had placed over her.
RK,
smirked the kind of dark smirk, Madhu hated he pulled her against his chest his
large warm hands touching her bear back.
"I
could have you on the floor and naked, in a minute" He said, running a
finger down her spine lingeringly.
"And,
the thought I would f**k you back must leave you sleepless, at night" she
said wrapping her arms around his neck.
"But
I am not that cheap" she said pushing him away and walking.
Madhu
could feel his eyes on her, as she left.
Madhu
heard a soft knock on her door as she lounged.
She
walked slowly towards the door, she was expecting a reporter, who was going to
interview her on her success as a model.
It
was him.
Madhu
let him in and walked back to her couch letting him take in her new home.
"Ex
pati dev, I welcome you home" She said, and opened a dark red nail polish
and began painting her toes.
"I
bought all seven of your shoots" he admitted.
"A
waste of money" Madhu said sipping her mug of coffee she had made earlier.
"I
would offer you some, coffee but we all know how that turned out last
time" Madhu said putting the mug down and continuing with the rest of her
nails.
"Won't
you ask about him?" he asked, it was almost as if she had moved on and did
no longer care about him.
"No"
she said, her face mask, it angered him to unknown ends, he stood up, but
watched the way she looked so beautiful, in her denim jean cut offs and white t
shirt, she looked every bit the 20 year old she was, and not the mother he
remembered.
"Our
son misses you" He said.
"And
whose fault is that?" she asked, she could feel his dark eyes, scanning
every inch of her body, she finished her nails and watched him pull out a gun.
"Have
you really moved on so much so that, you don't wish to see him?" Madhu
feigned disinterest. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her with him.
Madhu
knew that the only way she would ever see junior again was by, feigning
disinterest in her son.
RK
locked her in the room with him, she ran towards his crib and picked him up,
RK's phone rang alerting him of trouble at one of his clubs.
He
left in a hurry and ordered guards to not allow Madhu out the room.
Mohan
kundra headed down the stairs and ordered the guard away, he went in and found
Madhu, holding onto the baby and walking around the room.
"Madhu,
please run away from here, my son, he will never ever let you live in peace,
Madhu he has so much hatred inside him, what if he eventually turns it to
junior because Jr is after all your son, I had you released Madhu so we could
have this opportunity to chat" Madhu remembered the quote from the box,
well the book in the box,
Revenge
shall be taken from the sins of the fathers onto the children every generation
one heir shall be left behind, then the games shall begin afresh.
She
held her baby to her chest and, then Mohan, uncle organized money for her.
Madhu
disappeared.
But
the news did not.
INDIAN
TIMES
A
month later RK was arrested for being a suspect in the disappearance of his ex
wife, new model Madhubala kundra.
On
his way to the station the suspect was
in an accident and remains MIA.
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