She paused, her words trailing off as Haseena continued to avert her gaze. KS stepped near, slightly tapping her shoulder.
"Madam Sir, I know my actions hurt you a lot and that I broke your trust...but trust me madam sir, my intention was never to betray you or the MPT...Madam Sir, you can punish me however you want but please don't be angry with me...."
Her voice carried a pleading tone, invoking Haseena's emotions to swirl around. She turned to face KS, her eyes penetrating her depth.
"KS, you will surely be punished for you actions but first....I need to ask you something..." she said, arching her eyebrows. "How did your hand get hurt?"
KS fumbled, her eyes betraying her emotions. "M...Madam Sir...I had to save you...You were about to hit your head..."
Tears sprang in Haseena's eyes, KS's words piercing her heart. How could KS care for her this much? Haseena wondered.
"KS...you got hurt trying to protect me...Why KS?"
"Aarey Madam Sir....it's my duty to save my senior..." she said, a slight edge in her voice.
Haseena narrowed her eyes, her anger lashing out at KS. KS bowed her head, withdrawing her gaze.
"Sorry MS... I was only joking..."
Haseena barely composed herself, KS's bleeding palm flashing in her mind. She clenched her fists behind her back, trying to avoid the stream of tears as she adorned her SHO demeanor.
"KS, I understand your reasons for joining the gang and...." She paused, dragging her words as KS waited with bated breath. "I couldn't be prouder SI KS..." she said, stepping forward as she held her shoulders firmly, smiling widely. "Haan, I agree that I'm a little upset that you didn't inform me before, if so I could have avoided shooting...." She trailed off, her voice shrinking beneath a sea of guilt.
KS smiled, casually waving her off as Haseena shifted her weight uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry KS..." she said, her voice drowning in guilt as she lowered her gaze.
KS edged forward, keeping her hand on Haseena's shoulder. "Aarey Madam Sir, its fine. There's no need to worry that much. I'm completely fine..."
Haseena smiled barely, nodding through her tears as she and KS forwarded her hand as they connected with their famous crisscross handshake. They held their gaze, their eyes locked in an intense gaze, echoing of unspoken emotions.
After a while, Haseena broke the silence, adopting a firm stance in her eyes.
"KS...your punishment is still due..."
KS sighed, nodding her head as she gulped her dried throat. "Yes, Madam Sir...."
"You'll have to let me take care of you without questions...."
KS opened her mouth as she stared deeply at Haseena, surprised and stunned to her core.
"W...What Madam Sir?" she asked, protesting Haseena's order.
"KS...I said no questions...."
She sighed, resigning to her fate. "But Madam Sir, Shivani will be suspicious of me....."
"Hmm... So, tell her that you'll be stuck at the station..."
Haseena smiled, her dimples shining brightly as KS's slumped down, agreeing to Haseena's decision.
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Haseena gently led KS to her room, placing her on the bed. KS slumped, her body writhing in pain as she struggled to adjust herself. Haseena bent to remove her shoes when KS intervened, holding her hands gesturing her negatively.
Haseena glared causing KS to withdraw her hand as Haseena removed her shoes and socks, keeping her wounded foot elevated. She retreated towards the kitchen, returning with a bowl of warm water and a cloth. Haseena sat next to KS, slowly placing the dampened cloth on her forehead.
As Haseena finished, KS had dozed off, exhaustion written all over her face. Haseena kept the bowl aside, chuckling inwardly as she slowly traced the outline of KS's face.
Look at her sleeping so peacefully, Haseena murmured to herself. Who could say that she was Lucknow's bhaukhal Devi?
Haseena rubbed KS's hand before turning away when KS's phone flashed. She glanced at it, the screen blinking with the name "darling."
Haseena fumed as her hands snatched KS's phone, tucking it away into a drawer. She left, taking the bowl with her, fuming in anger. She knew that KS had staged her loyalty to Shivani and that KS would never betray their friendship. Yet, an unbridled course of emotions swirled through Haseena, catching her in a frenzy of unguarded feelings. Despite the circumstances, Haseena didn't like KS getting close to Shivani. She silently vowed to herself that she would resolve this matter as quickly as possible.
When KS awoke, she felt relief coursing through her veins. She blinked, rubbing her exhausted eyes as she glanced around. She smiled as the events of the day unfolded in her mind. She was in Madam Sir's room.
She straightened, leaning against the frame with a pillow as she lifted her leg. The pain had subsided to a numbing scratch. KS vaguely recalled Haseena's care, how she had pressed a dampened cloth over her body. She remembered the touch of Haseena as she sat next to her, silently rocking her to sleep.
Haseena returned with two steaming mugs of coffee as she sat next to KS, handing the mug to her.
"How are you KS?" she asked.
"A lot better Madam Sir...thank you..."
"Aarey, I just took care of my junior...." Haseena said, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she sipped her coffee while KS rolled her eyes. "Btw, KS your darling called you while you were asleep..."
KS almost spat out her coffee, her eyes widening in shock. "Madam Sir..." she muttered.
"There's no need to be so shocked. I know that it's Shivani..."
"KS...what was the need to save her name as darling?" Haseena asked suddenly, her face reddening.
KS smiled at Haseena's antics. She knew that her friend couldn't tolerate her friendship with Shivani.
"Aarey Madam Sir, I had to hide it from my senior...."
The two friends continued talking and laughing deep into the day, the pain retracting with their shared warmth. As KS listened to Haseena, she knew that despite the circumstances, their friendship would remain tight. The pair settled into a silent vow, whispering to themselves that they'd stand beside each other despite what the future unfolds.
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Snippets of Madam Sirr (S1)
FanfictionI will be recreating several episodes of Madam Sir according to my imagination. This story will feature brief restorations of scenes and incidents which will be re narrated by my voice.
Chapter 42
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