His Brutal Love

Chapter 03

Translation of hindi words 

Ma- Mother, Papa- Father 

Beti- Daughter, Beta- Son

Bhai- Brother, Bhabhi- Sister-in-law

Ammi- Mother, Abbu- Father (Islamic)

Chachu- Uncle, Chachi- Auntie 

“Reshmu.....wake up dear. If you are sleeping like this you will definitely get late for college.” Reshmika's mother, Priya yelled from the kitchen. She knew that her yelling would reach into her little daughter's ears.

Priya was a typical housewife and mother who was ready to do anything for their little family. She loved her children very much, especially her Reshmu. Being the youngest one in the family, she was pampered by everyone. It's her daily routine to wake up her lazy daughter in her beauty sleep while preparing breakfast for them.

“Ma...two minutes.....” Reshmika murmured in her sleep.

Last night she barely got sleep because of a mysterious person who was chasing her in a black car. When she tried to get some sleep, the image of the car began to haunt her the whole night. She was tossing and turning on her bed while thinking about who might be the person who took her life in the span of seconds following in a car. 

“Reshmu, wake up jaan. Don't you go to college?” Priya was knocking on her door to wake up her little daughter. After nth time knocking on it, there stood her Reshmu like a zombie. 

“Have you lost your ears? How many times I knocked on your door. Where were you?” Priya continued her blabbering until owning a kiss on her cheek from her dearest daughter. 

What on earth a mother could scold her child when she got affection from them. Priya lost the fight as usual before her daughter's smiling face. She could only pray that her smile would never fade away. 

Her chain of thoughts is interrupted by Reshmika calling her. 

“Ma, come back to earth. Have you lost your ears?” She mocked her mother by stealing her previous words. 

“Reshmu! Are you making fun of your mother? Then, do it as much as you want but for now go to shower and ready for college.” Priya said. 

“Ok, your highness. I will be there on time.” Reshmika gave a salute to her mother and marched towards the bathroom. 

Reshmika's mind was still replaying the last night incidents like a broken record while showering. She wanted to share it with someone, but she couldn't with her family as they would take it as a serious issue and worried about her more. Then, there was only one person left; her friend Samitra. Maybe she could help her as it's the same car she had seen at the party, so she could tell who's the person inside. However, it's not a bad choice, her friend would be glad to help her. 

••••

“What the hell was that? Don't you know how to make a simple report?” Rahan shouted at his little brother, Irfan Qureshi for his other mistake. 

It's not the first time Irfan became a victim of his own doings, so it didn't affect him much as he was taking medicine on a daily basis for his carelessness. After all, he was getting scolded by his elder brother, so there was no harm.

As usual Irfan was smiling at his brother like an innocent child.

“Do I look like a joker?” Rahan seethed in his cold voice. 

“No, bhai. You are perfect. Handsome, hot and sexy.” Irfan replied dramatically. 

“Shut your f*****g mouth.” Rahan snapped. “Here I lost a big deal because of your f*****g mistake, then you----” Rahan couldn't complete his words as someone entered there. He was none other than his friend and only partner, Sathvik Khurana. 

“Stop it guys. Always fighting over some stupid things. God! What I've done in my past life to suffer two idiotic brothers.” Sathvik said and made himself comfortable in a chair opposite to Rahan's desk.

The brothers gave him a deathly glare as he mentioned them as idiots. Sathvik ignored them and continued his speech, “Rahan, you should control your anger. It makes more problems here and you know what---” Rahan raised his hand to stop his unstoppable lecture. It's way better than Irfan stupidity. 

“If you dare to open your mouth again, you will get a piece of my anger. Am I clear?” Sathvik nodded his head without any choice. He didn't want to face the wild beast Rahan that too in the morning. 

“Where the hell were you?” Rahan's authoritative voice questioned him. “Oh, I forgot it. You were busying in f*****g your mistress, right?” The words were rolled out from his mouth disgustingly. 

“Damn it, Rahan!” Sathvik punched his hand on the desk. “First hear me out, then shout,” somehow he managed his anger. He leaned on the desk and went on, “It's just a hangover of last night nothing more and you know what I haven't f*****g anyone for a week.”

“What a pity!” Irfan filled in. 

Sathvik narrowed his eyes at him and turned towards Rahan, “So? What do you want to talk about?

Rahan looked up to his brother and said, “Go now and do something good for our company.” Irfan took his file off the table and just as walking to the door he heard Rahan, “Don't repeat it!” Irfan said okay without turning back and walked out. 

“And what about the deal?” Rahan's serious attention turned towards Sathvik. 

“It's--it's really complicated.” His stammering words made it difficult for him to continue what he wanted to disclose. “What I am thinking is we don't need this anymore.”

“Trust me, man. You are hiding something from me. Now tell me, what's up?” Rahan asked. 

“Well, you are right. I did but try to understand--”

“Don't you dare. You know that very well, if I want something I will get it at any cost.” Rahan said with determination. “I don't give a f**k!”

“Then, we should meet Abbas as soon as possible. If we make it any delay, it leads to more problems.” Sathvik suggested. Rahan's eyes were burning in the mention of that troublemaker. 

“I won't spare that bloody bastard! If he tries to do anything like last time,” Rahan slammed his fist on the desk as the anger rose in him.

“I know you're already mad at him. And trust me, I have the same feelings too. But we have to make a wise decision on the deal and don't forget his father is very powerful; he can do anything.” Sathvik said as a matter of fact. 

“So? I need to tolerate the f*****g son of his. Never! Not even a second.” Rahan tightened his fist and his knuckles turned white as proof of his rage.

“Rahan!” Sathvik called out. 

“What?”

“Listen, man. We will go and deal with it when we reach there.” Sathvik tried to calm him down as he knew his friend well, if he got angry; he would f****d up everything. 

“When?”

“I think tonight is the better option. What do you think? Are you ready?” Sathvik suggested. 

“Alright!” Rahan agreed without any hesitation. But his mind drifted to his girl within a fraction of seconds. 

He wanted to meet her and hold her as well as express his feelings towards her. And most importantly he didn't want to leave her. He had no idea how many days he wanted to spend there. He was planning to get her as soon as possible but the circumstances seemed that he should wait for the union. 

Neither the distance nor the days could keep him away from her. He would make sure that he would get her whereabouts every second. And he had assigned someone to keep an eye on her for his craziness. His crazy mind didn't allow him to leave her even for a second.