'Aaa...I will just check the packin

'Aaa...I will just check the packing...' Jodha's voice interrupted the duo. Rico's excitement reached a new high seeing his mother there. 'Mom...jaldi packing karo...we will go home with DAD'. Without replying anything Jodha went to the corner of the room...picked up Rico's bag and placed it on the bed. 'Mom...' Rico called again; this time also it went unheard.



Lil boy felt a bit disappointed at his mother's snubbing. This was something very new to him. He looked at his father with pouted face...hoped for an urgent intervention in this regard. Sensing his boy's wish, Jalal readily jumped into action. 'Well boy...Mom won't be able to come with us now. She has some work left here.'

'Why!!! Why won't she come?' asked an annoyed Rico.

'Darling that's very important work she has here. She must stay...' here Jalal paused to steal a glance at Jodha, then uttered in a low voice, 'but don't worry she will join us very soon.' With this Jalal turned his gaze to Jodha...well...only to be shot by her glare.

'Pakka na?' reconfirmed an adamant Rico.

'Pakka', Jalal assured his boy and quickly moved his eyes to avoid further smacking. He knew very well what those burning eyes spelled to him...but he feigned to sense nothing at all. On the other hand, after securing the assurance a much relaxed Rico smiled at his father.



'Go Salim...say bye to your friends...' Jalal handed him his phone. Rico took the phone and ran out of the room. Now there was only Jalal and Jodha left inside.



Jalal turned to Jodha. She was still packing...without any word...without any expression. As if she was miles away from whatever taking place around her. Jalal walked up to her...tried to give an explanation for his latest words. 'Well...you know...bachhe hai...nasamajh...kehna padta hai...I didn't really...' Jodha didn't let him complete what he began and cut it off with her closure, 'doesn't matter.' Just as expected she didn't even bother to look at the addressee.



This aloofness of her...this indifference of her, scorched Jalal's soul like hell. He wished...he could pull her down on bed and beat that rebel out of her. He wished...he could smash her against his masculine chest and let his voice penetrate her ears...'I will bring the world down if you don't come with me.' He wished he could. 'Ahh...' Too much control was feasting hard on Jalal's mind...making the plugs loose with every passing moment. Oblivious to this storm...Jodha was busy in her own task.



After finishing the packing Jodha zipped the bag. She was about to pull it but all of a sudden she felt somebody's warm gaze on her face. She turned...only to gasp at the dangerous proximity of Jalal. He was barely inches away from her...his dark eyes fixed on her lips...stern face laced with desire...Jodha was hell shocked.



Dipped in her task Jodha didn't realize when Jalal came so close to her. She was practically stunned at his audacity. Jodha sprang out of the place...at a lightning speed. 'What you doing!!! What...' Jodha checked her yelling voice at the very last moment as her eyes fell on her son...busy in phone just outside the room. But she hurled the rest through her furious gaze on Jalal, who himself was pretty much unaware of the exact reason of this entire occurrence. Jalal too didn't realize when he went so close to her...last thing he could remember was his ranting with his failed wishes...then it was Jodha's yelling that brought him back into his senses...what took place in between...was a mystery.



But the entire happening made Jalal realise...it was not at all safe to let his mind roam free in her presence...it can result in something...something very dangerous...something he doesn't want to happen.



'Am sorry Jodha...am sorry. I didn't mean to...am sorry...' Jalal hurriedly left the place, without even concluding his sentence. Looking at what just took place there, he couldn't take the chance to remain in the same room with Jodha anymore. He left...leaving a fuming and lost Jodha behind.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

"Aaa ... Aku hanya akan memeriksa kemasan ... 'suara Jodha menyela duo. Kegembiraan Rico mencapai titik tertinggi baru melihat ibunya di sana. "Ibu ... jaldi kemasan karo ... kita akan pulang dengan DAD '. Tanpa menjawab apapun Jodha pergi ke sudut ruangan ... mengambil tas Rico dan meletakkannya di tempat tidur. 'Mom ... "Rico menelepon lagi; kali ini juga ia pergi keterlaluan. Lil anak merasa sedikit kecewa pada snubbing ibunya. Ini adalah sesuatu yang sangat baru baginya. Dia menatap ayahnya dengan wajah cemberut ... berharap untuk intervensi mendesak dalam hal ini. Merasakan keinginan anaknya itu, Jalal mudah melompat ke dalam tindakan. "Yah boy ... Ibu tidak akan bisa ikut dengan kami sekarang. Dia memiliki beberapa pekerjaan yang tersisa di sini. " "Kenapa !!! Kenapa dia tidak akan datang? " tanya seorang Rico kesal. "Sayang itu pekerjaan yang sangat penting dia di sini. Dia harus tinggal ... 'di sini Jalal berhenti untuk mencuri melirik Jodha, kemudian diucapkan dengan suara rendah, "tapi jangan khawatir dia akan bergabung dengan kami segera." Dengan Jalal ini mengalihkan pandangannya ke Jodha ... baik ... hanya untuk ditembak oleh silau nya. "Pakka na?" menegaskan kembali sebuah Rico bersikeras. "Pakka ', Jalal meyakinkan anaknya dan cepat pindah matanya untuk menghindari lebih cepak. Dia tahu benar apa mata terbakar dieja kepadanya ... tapi dia pura-pura merasakan apa-apa. Di sisi lain, setelah mengamankan jaminan sebuah Rico banyak santai tersenyum ayahnya. 'Go Salim ... mengatakan selamat tinggal kepada teman-teman Anda ... "Jalal menyerahkan telepon. Rico mengambil telepon dan berlari keluar dari ruangan. Sekarang hanya ada Jalal dan Jodha tertinggal di dalam. Jalal beralih ke Jodha. Dia masih kemasan ... tanpa kata ... tanpa ekspresi apapun. Seolah-olah dia mil jauhnya dari apa pun mengambil tempat di sekelilingnya. Jalal mendekatinya ... mencoba untuk memberikan penjelasan untuk kata-kata terakhirnya. "Yah ... kau tahu ... bachhe hai ... nasamajh ... Kehna padta hai ... Aku tidak benar-benar ... 'Jodha tidak membiarkan dia menyelesaikan apa yang ia mulai dan memotongnya dengan dia penutupan, "tidak masalah." Seperti yang diharapkan dia tidak repot-repot untuk melihat penerima. Ini sikap acuh tak acuh dari dia ... ketidakpedulian ini dia, hangus jiwa Jalal itu seperti neraka. Dia berharap ... dia bisa menarik ke bawah di tempat tidur dan mengalahkan pemberontak yang keluar dari dirinya. Dia berharap ... dia bisa menghancurkan dirinya dada maskulin dan membiarkan suaranya menembus telinganya ... "Aku akan membawa dunia bawah jika Anda tidak datang dengan saya." Dia berharap dia bisa. "Ahh ..." Terlalu banyak kontrol berpesta keras di pikiran Jalal itu ... membuat busi longgar dengan setiap saat lewat. Tidak menyadari badai ini ... Jodha sibuk dalam tugas sendiri. Setelah menyelesaikan pengepakan Jodha zip tas. Dia hendak menariknya tapi tiba-tiba dia merasa seseorang yang tatapan hangat di wajahnya. Dia berbalik ... hanya untuk terkesiap pada kedekatan berbahaya Jalal. Dia nyaris inci darinya ... matanya yang gelap tetap di bibirnya ... wajah yang tegas dicampur dengan keinginan ... Jodha adalah neraka terkejut. dicelup dalam tugasnya Jodha tidak menyadari ketika Jalal datang begitu dekat dengannya. Dia praktis tertegun di keberanian nya. Jodha melompat keluar dari tempat ... pada kecepatan kilat. "Apa yang kau lakukan !!! Apa ... 'Jodha diperiksa suara berteriak nya di saat-saat terakhir karena matanya jatuh pada anaknya ... sibuk di telepon di luar ruangan. Tapi dia melemparkan sisanya melalui tatapan marah nya di Jalal, yang dirinya cukup banyak menyadari alasan yang tepat dari seluruh kejadian ini. Jalal juga tidak menyadari ketika dia pergi begitu dekat dengannya ... Hal terakhir yang bisa mengingat itu nya mengomel dengan keinginannya gagal ... maka itu berteriak Jodha yang membawanya kembali ke akal sehatnya ... apa yang terjadi di antara ... adalah misteri. Tapi seluruh terjadi membuat Jalal menyadari ... itu sama sekali tidak aman untuk membiarkan pikirannya berkeliaran bebas di hadapannya ... itu dapat menghasilkan sesuatu ... sesuatu yang sangat berbahaya ... sesuatu yang dia tidak inginkan terjadi. "Minta maaf Jodha ... minta maaf. Aku tidak bermaksud ... minta maaf ... "Jalal buru-buru meninggalkan tempat, bahkan tanpa menyimpulkan hukumannya. Melihat apa yang baru saja terjadi di sana, ia tidak bisa mengambil kesempatan untuk tetap berada di ruangan yang sama dengan Jodha lagi. Dia meninggalkan ... meninggalkan berasap dan kehilangan Jodha belakang.