Test Drive

#4

Mahira sat beside Sahil in his car.

He said, "I am thinking about filing a report to the police."

"Why? Leave it Sahil, he must be some kind of psycho, old people generally behave like that after they are left alone."

He sighed.

She said, "Shall we go to the backseat?"

Mahira sat on Sahil's lap on the backseat, grinding her hips. Both were naked. He grabbed her neck and kissed on her lips, that turned into a liplock. His phone rang. He picked up the call.

Abhinav said, "Are you going to marry this girl, or will you abandon her too after satisfying your s****l desires?"

"Hello."

The call was hung up. Mahira moaned louder as she was about to reach the orgasm. He held his shoulders.

"Sahil," she said.

He grabbed his cheeks and started kissing him. Sahil was lost in his own thoughts. Mahira wore her outfit. She carried her sling bag and stepped off the car. Sahil kept thinking about Abhinav.

Ten years ago, Suvinder sat before Alisha (in her mid twenties) in the college canteen.

She said, "She came to my birthday party last week with a guy. They seemed to be in a serious relationship."

"You know who he was."

She shook her head.

"He was not from the college. Sanjana told me that she met him on f*******: three months ago."

She took out her phone, tapped on the gallery app. She scrolled through the photos. She gave her phone to Suvinder.

She said, "The guy is standing on her right, in white T shirt."

There were five people including Alisha and Sanjana in the photo. Sahil stood beside Sanjana in white T shirt.

Jeet sat at his desk in the police station carrying Sanjana's phone in hand. The phone was locked. In the morgue, Sanjana's dead body lay on the tray. Jeet placed her phone in front of her face, unlocking the phone. He tapped on the call logs application and then went through her w******p messages. He saw a name 'SAHIL' on the list. He tapped. There were numerous love messages in the section. Jeet's phone rang. He took out his phone and attended the call.

"Hello."

"Inspector Jeet sir, I am Sanjana's father."

"Oh, Suvinder ji."

"I came to college to meet Sanjana's friend, she told me about a guy she was with. I have just sent you a photo. He is in white T shirt."

"Let me see."

He tapped on the w******p icon. He tapped on the image. He rubbed his hand over his hair.

"Dude, you messed it up."

Present day, Sahil stood beside Neha. Her laptop screen displayed customer details of Abhinav.

She said, "He purchased the car six years ago."

"I was not working here that time. Can I get his address?"

She scrolled down where the address was clearly visible. Sahil walked through the hallway of in a building. He stopped near a flat. He rang the doorbell. The door was opened by Mrs. Meenakshi Kumar (in her late forties).

"Yes?"

"I am here for Abhinav sir."

She nodded.

"He has gone out for a while. He'll be here in an hour. You can wait if you want to."

He nodded.

"Thanks."

He sat on the couch. He scanned his on the wall. Meenakshi came out of the kitchen carrying a glass of water. She kept the water on the table. He stood up. His eyes were stuck on a painting mounted on the wall. He came near to the painting which was of a plant drawn with green outline and no colour inside.

He asked, "This painting, where did you get this from?"

"It was gifted by one of his friends ten years ago."

Ten years ago, Sanjana stood before a canvas, drawing the plant with green paint. Sahil came to her, grabbed her waist and kissed on her shoulder.

"Painting?"

She smiled.

"Yeah."

"Don't you fill colours inside?"

"Nah, it's better to keep them simple, adding colours will spoil their simplicity."

"You love drawing?"

"A lot. This is a gift to my dad's friend."

"Oh, not dad, dad's friend. Any reason for that?"

"It's his marriage anniversary next week, he is very close to my family."

"Is he a professor too, like your dad?"

"No."

Present day, Sahil walked out of the building. Abhinav sat inside his car which was parked at a distance away from the building. He was keeping an eye on Sahil while he drove away his car. While driving he kept thinking about Sanjana.

Ten years ago, Sahil was brushing his teeth at the basin. The mirror was mounted above the basin. Sanjana came to him carrying the pregnancy test strip in her hand. He rinsed his mouth with the water.

He asked, "What?"

She showed him the strip. There were two lines on the strip.

He said, "So, what?"

"How do will I tell my parents?"

He wiped his face and went to his bedroom.

"Just tell them."

She walked in.

"Are you serious? How can I have a baby at this moment? How will I answer them?"

He turned around.

"That's not my problem. Do whatever you want to do with the baby."

"You will come to my home in the evening and we'll talk to my parents about our marriage."

"What? Marriage? Are you insane? Who told you that I am going to marry you?"

"We have been in relationship for three months. What about that?"

"So? That doesn't mean I should marry you."

"So why did you come to my life? Why Sahil? You can't do that, okay. I am going to tell everything to my parents."

He pressed her cheeks and smashed her to the wall.

"Listen, I have no interest in marrying you, do you understand? I just get involved with you because I wanted someone to fullfill my s****l desires, sleeping with you was just a test drive for me. I could have gone to a prostitute but I wanted a clean girl to have fun with. And if you even try to open your mouth, I'll upload all your private pictures which I have in my phone."

He picked up his phone from the table. He showed her the pics he had clicked when she posed naked before him.

Sanjana walked through the road, alone. She fell on her knees and cried.