19.The phone call

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Kavya POV

I looked at their faces and they were all shocked. Beyond shock.

Even I was shocked.

The person who called me was Yash.

He threatened me.
How can I tell them?

"Kavya, tell us clearly what had happened?" Kiran asked me.

"Yash called me on Pranav's birthday. He came to know about Pranav somehow. Now he wants his son back" the bitter truth escaped my mouth.

Everyone gasped loudly hearing the shocking news.

"What?" Priya asked recovering from the shock.

I started narrating the whole incident to them....

On Pranav's birthday...
(When Kavya was resting in her room)

My phone rang disturbing me from my sleep.

I groaned and stretched my hands to reach my mobile.

Thinking it was an alarm, I was switching it off when it vibrated. I opened my eyes, still sleepy.

It was a phone call from an unknown number.

I didn't know what I was feeling very uncomfortable in lifting up the call.

May be it is an emergency. I thought and lifted the call swiping to the right.

"Hello"

That word made me regret picking up the call. It was Yash.

Though we haven't spoken for nearly an year, his voice is one of the things I'll never forget.

I immediately took the phone off my ears and quickly cut the call.

I found my hands shivering. Sweat beads were visible on my forehead. Though the air conditioner in the room was on, I still felt hot inside.

I thought of calling Priya and asking her help.

I was about to get up from the bed when my phone rang again.

Oh shit! He's calling me again.

I cut the call again and he continued calling me continuously.

I thought of switching off my phone when I received a message.

"You know me well. If you don't want any more complications, better call me"

I was very shocked.

I ran to the door. Turning the knob of the door, I was about to scream for Priya when my phone beeped again.

"Don't involve anyone else in this lest they'll lose their life"

I chocked. What should I do now?

I walked back toy bed and sat there with my head down. I don't know what to do.

What does he want now?
Is he planning something else?
More dangerous?
Or did he come to know that I gave one of his document to my Bhai?
Or did he come to know about Pranav?

But most importantly,
How did he come out of prison?

I have no other choice left.

I have to call him otherwise I don't know I don't know what will he do.

I looked at the door knob which I shut when I came back to bed.

I opened the call log of my phone and unwillingly I dialled up the first number of my call log.

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