Rimjhim had been kidnapped. The driver just stood there stunned, watching. His face had turned cold. Hitting his hand against his forehead, he panicked, "Deva... Deva... ye kya ho gaya! Ab main kya karoon? Kaise bataon sab ko? Agar abhi nahi bataya toh... madam ke saath na jaane kya ho jaye! (Oh God... Oh God... what has happened! What should I do now? How do I tell everyone? If I don't tell them now... who knows what might happen to madam!)"
He kept muttering, "Madam ne saaf mana kiya tha ki unke clinic jaane ki baat kisi ko na bataon... lekin agar ab nahi bataya, toh shayad bahut der ho jaye... maaf karna madam, par aapki jaan se badhkar koi vaada nahi. (Madam had clearly forbidden me from telling anyone about her going to the clinic... but if I don't tell now, it might be too late... forgive me madam, but no promise is greater than your life.)"








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