“Help please; these men are trying to violate my wife.” I shouted at him as he came closer to them.
“What the hell are you doing, you motherfuckers?” He bellowed as he towered over the man who was holding my wife by her wrist. Apparently even the men knew that he was a corporator and didn’t want to mess with him. But even before he could say anything, Javed grabbed his hand then slapped him hard. He left my wife’s hand and started mumbling.
“I am sorry sir; we were just asking them some questions as to why they were roaming around so late?” He replied apologetically as he rubbed the cheek on which Javed had slapped him.
“Who the fuck are you to ask them anything?” Do you think you are police or something? Now shut the fuck up and leave them alone. Go home fucking assholes and all of you.” He looked challengingly towards the other men who had already released me and they kind of cowered before his gaze.
Nobody spoke a thing as all of them quickly made their way and disappeared quickly in the dark. I sighed with relief as Shilpa came towards me and we both looked up to our savior.
Shilpa was the first one to speak. She extended her hand towards Javed and said. “Thank you very much for your help. If you hadn’t come, I don’t know what would have happened.” Javed took my wife’s hand, but instead of accepting her thanks, he shouted at me.
“Are you eunuch or something? They were trying to rape your wife and instead of attacking the man you were squirming like a rat asking for help. It’s shame on you fucking asshole.” His volley of words hit me like somebody had biffed me. But Shilpa quickly tried to help me.
“I am sorry, but they were too many and it happened too suddenly. Thanks a lot for your help.” She shook his hand once more. Javed softened a bit and smiled at her.
“You should take care roaming at night. Where do you stay? Javed asked her.
“We live in Asmita Park. It’s close by.” She motioned our society by her hand.
“I know it. Come on, I will drop you.” We both moved silently towards his car as Shilpa sat in the front seat while I sat in the behind seat. Javed drove the car and we got out of the pretty quickly. Shilpa thanked Javed once again and we got in our society and came in the flat without saying a word to each other.
From next day on, I simply forgot about the incident and for me life went on. But somehow I started to sense that something about Shilpa had changed. I couldn’t understand what it was, but there was a kind of feeling that I had. She was somewhat distant about me. I tried to talk to her about it, but she avoided the subject and just furtively answered me.
Another week went by and I was coming home from office in Auto one day. I saw Shilpa just in front of our home. Right in front of my eyes, she got out of a car. I instantly recognized the car as belonging to Javed. She seemed to have just come from her office. She got out of the car and then turned around and leaned in the window. I saw Javed’s face as he leaned out of the window a bit as he faced Shilpa. Shilpa was resting her hands on the hood of the car as she talked to Javed. She was wearing a Punjabi Dress and her dupatta had ridden high right up to her neck. So her full 36 C breasts were staring right in Javed’s face. I could clearly see that Javed was clearly looking at my wife’s boobs as he talked to her.
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