WIRASAT MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS CHAPTER 7 DUSHMAN

WIRASAT: MERI NAFRAT KA WAARIS Chapter 7: "Dushman" ~_~_~ "Kaun hai ye?" Shamsher ne tasveer ko mez pe de maara. Laal cross ka nishan us ki aankhon mein chubh raha tha. Camera se li gayi tasveer. Chhat wali. Us raat ki. Jab us ne Zoya ke baal soonghay thay. Jab dono ne sakoon ka wada kiya tha. Rashid, us ka sab se wafadar aadmi, sar jhuka ke khara tha. "Pata nahi sahib. Ye lifafa darwazay pe para tha. Subah chowkidaar ko mila. Na naam, na pata. Bas ye tasveer. Aur ye." Us ne ek kaghaz agay kiya. "Kate hue alfaaz. Akhbar se." Shamsher ne kaghaz parha: "SHAMSHER SIKANDAR... TERA GUNAH... TERI AULAAD... TERA ANJAAM... 7 DIN." Zoya kamray mein aayi. Haath mein doodh ka glass. Pait pe haalki si ubhaar ab saaf nazar aati thi. 4 mahinay. "Ye kya hai?" Us ne tasveer dekhi to glass haath se chhoot gaya. Doodh farsh pe bikhair gaya. Safed farsh aur bhi safed ho gaya. "Tu andar ja." Shamsher ki awaz mein pehli dafa khauf tha. Zoya ke liye. "Aaj se kamray se bahar nahi niklay gi. Samjhi?" "Kaun hai ye Shamsher?" Zoya ki awaz kaanp rahi thi. "Kis ko hum se nafrat hai? Tumharay kitne dushman hain?" "Bohat." Shamsher ne tasveer ko muthi mein bheencha. "Lekin jo ghar tak pohanch gaya... jo teri tasveer le gaya... wo dushman nahi hai Zoya. Wo saanp hai. Asteen ka." Us ne Rashid ko dekha. "Ghar ka har nokar, har guard, har banda check karo. Kisi ka phone, kisi ka account, kisi ka past. Mujhe har saans ka hisaab chahiye. Aur Haider?" Haider wheel chair pe kamray ke darwazay pe aa gaya tha. Goli ka zakham abhi bhara nahi tha. "Main yahin hun beta." "Tum ne to nahi bheja ye?" Shamsher ki aankhon mein purani nafrat wapas aa gayi. Ek pal ke liye. Haider ne sar jhuka liya. "Main mar bhi jaun Shamsher... to apni beti ki jaan ka dushman nahi ban sakta. Ye koi aur hai. Jo tumhara bhi dushman hai... aur shayad... mera bhi." ~_~_~ RAAT 2 BAJAY - ZOYA KA KAMRA Zoya so nahi pa rahi thi. Bar bar khirki ki taraf dekhti. Aisa lagta jaise koi dekh raha ho. Shamsher us ke paas baitha tha. Jaagta hua. Haath mein pistol. "Pehli dafa dar lag raha hai Zoya." Us ne dheere se kaha. "Maut se nahi. Tumhein khone se. Is bachay ko khone se." Zoya ne us ka haath pakra. "Hum nahi haren ge Shamsher. Nafrat se jeet gaye. Maut se bhi jeet jayen ge. Wada karo... ke tum mera saath nahi chhoro ge. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaye." Shamsher ne us ki hatheli choomi. "Wada. Ye Shamsher Sikandar ka wada hai. Maut bhi aayi... to pehle mujh se milay gi." Tabhi... light chali gayi. Poora mansion andheray mein doob gaya. Aur neeche se... kisi ke hansnay ki awaz aayi. Jani pehchani. Zehrili. Shamsher khara ho gaya. Zoya ko apne peechay kiya. "Rashid!" Wo daharra. Koi jawab nahi. Phir... seerhiyon pe qadam ki awaz. Ek... do... teen... Aur darwazay pe dastak. Ek dafa. Do dafa. Teen dafa. Shamsher ne pistol taan li. "Kaun hai?" Bahar se awaz aayi. Aurat ki awaz. "Main hun Shamsher. Teri barbaadi. Tera azaab. Darwaza khol. Teri 'wirasat' lene aayi hun." Zoya ka khoon jam gaya. Ye awaz... ye awaz to... "Samreen?" Us ke munh se nikla. Shamsher ki ungli trigger pe jam gayi. Samreen. Us ki pehli mangetar. Jise us ne 5 saal pehle thukra diya tha. Zoya se shaadi ke liye nahi... nafrat ke liye. Samreen. Sikandar Group ki 40% hissaydaar. Samreen. Jo ab... badlay ke liye wapas aayi thi. ~_~_~ Agla Chapter: 'Chehra'. Samreen kaun hai? Us ka Shamsher se kya rishta tha? Aur wo Zoya ke bachay se kya chahti hai? Comment mein 'FACE OFF' likho agar agla Chapter chahiye.