62. Chandini thanks Don

CHAPTER 62

Chandini thanks Don

Arvind took his bike and went to a secluded spot. He phone to Prutvi.

Prutvi was sitting in a car. “Hallo, Arvind. Has Chandini reached the house safely?”

“Yes. She is safe.”

“Chandini will not have to worry any more about Jabbar. He got the deathblow. She has no problem.”

“She has no problem but I have problem. She knows everything now.”

Prutvi was shocked. He had asked Arvind not to tell about him to Chandini. “What? She knows about me?”

“No. Not that. But she knows that somebody is there behind her. She said confidently that tomorrow Jabbar and his friend’s death would appear in the news.”

Prutvi was shocked. “She does not know about me, does she??”

“No. Your story has not come out. But she wants to know who is that force. She wants to thank him. Allow her to say thanks to you.”

Prutvi was shocked. “Impossible. She should not know in this life who I am.”

Arvind pleaded. “Please don’t say that. I have given my word. They are waiting for me. You have to talk to her. If you don’t then I will go away from that compound.”

Prutvi was shocked. “Eh! Because of fate I have to be away from the person I love. I don’t have the strength to lose you too. But please don’t tell her about me. You just tell her that Daga is the force behind her. She will think that it is my legless uncle. You tell her that. If she phones and says thanks, I will say ok. But please don’t go away.”

“Ok thanks.”

Arvind went to Chandini’s house on bike. All were waiting for him. They all looked at his face to see what he has to say.

Arvind approached Chandini. “I will tell you who is behind you but you have to take it lightly.”

Chandini was happy. “Let him be any type of person. He has saved my virginity and my life.”

“You know who is behind you? The man is so famous in this city. Don. Don Daga.”

All were surprised.

Chandini was shocked. “I know him very well. In the blast in the bazaar, he fell in front of us. He lost his legs. When I had gone to his house for collections, he gave us biscuits and tea and sent us away saying they are themselves collection kings. But you say that he saved me. I am surprised.”

All were surprised. Arvind took his cell and phoned to Prutvi. “Sir, that girl wants to talk to you.”

He gave the cell to Chandini.

In Daga’s house, Prutvi put a kerchief to the phone and talked. “Hallo.”

Chandini said gratefully, “Thank you so much sir. You have saved me. My mother is also very grateful to you.”

Prutvi said kindly, “No need to say thanks to me, madam. It is the duty of a human to save a woman when she is in such a situation.”

Chandini cried in tension. “Not only this matter, sir. You have saved me in all matters. I don’t know how I can repay you.”

Prutvi laughed. “That day you came to my house for donations. I was surprised to see your spirits. You did not see me. I talked to you on the phone and told you that we are collection kings. But your spirit did the entire job. In 3 months the college building came up. Then in the college function, I was there far away and heard your speech. I am proud of you.”

Chandini was shocked. She closed her eyes for a while. “Sir, then you must be that unknown man who gave crores to rebuild the college building. Tell me the truth.”

Prutvi laughed. “Your inspiration built the college. That is why since then I have been keeping an eye on you and your welfare.”

“Thanks sir. One request.”

Prutvi was surprised. “Tell me.”

“Can I phone to this number again?”

“No problem. But only after 10 pm.”

“Thank you sir.”

Chandini laughed and returned the cell to Arvind. “Thanks Arvind. I never knew you had such friends.”

“He is mafia Don, who has been ruling the city since 30 years.”

Chandini said gratefully, “He maybe mafia Don for the city. But for me he is god.”