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Are They Criminals Or Will The Law Punish Them....? 🎬 Kurish A Survival Travel Thriller (Part 5)

Published May 4, 2022
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579 words

Biryani packs on the cover above the table in Roy's living room.

Roy and Ameer drink alcohol. Take a glass and pour the liquor in one gulp, then take a piece of beef from the parcel and put it in your mouth.

Roy: Umaiza has made a call set.

Ameer: ​​Who is Umaisa ...?

Looked at him and laughed,

Roy: Umaisa Feroz, the underworld queen of Thrissur.

Ameer looks at Roy.

Roy: Her father is a green ...!

Ameer: Green or ...?

Roy: Pakistani ..!

Ameer: How is that ..?

Angrily,

Roy: I do not know. Her Husband Feroz Underlaw In A Terror Case ..!

Ameer: How old are you?

Roy: A 35 .... 36 ..., this Thrissur, without her knowledge, the work of a gold and a coke will not work. I do most of their work, other ..., have you caught anything ...? Got the job ..! And ...?

Ameer looks at Roy.

Roy: Don't be silly ....The family will be gone, too. From the police to the ministers, she has a grip ... There are two 4 star hotels of their own in Thrissur, where the complete work should be done ...

Ameer looks at Roy. Lighting a cigarette.

Ameer: ​​What is this work ....?

Roy looks at him.

Roy: Anyway ... you're not set ...?

Ameer shakes his head. Pour the alcohol into a glass and pour the water.

Ameer: ​​Brother .... is there a cannabis available ...?

Looking at him,

Roy: Let's set.

Roy lit a cigarette and walked out with the phone.

When Roy goes to the store and comes back, Ameer is sitting on the couch in front of the house with a glass of liquor.

Roy Beedi, who came from the front shop, threw it into the Ameer's lap,

Roy: cannabis will follow.

Roy's phone rings.

He takes the phone out of his pocket and looks at it.

Calling Ponnu

A small smile on his face.

Roy: Bro, let's deal with this.

Having said that, he walks a little further down the road with his phone.

Trying to persuade a girl to hang up on the phone,

Roy: My dear ...., I can not pick up the phone. Didn't I tell you ...? That I have set a task, and after that .... ya, I'll stop everything with this.

Silence on the other hand.

Roy: Ponnu .... you know ..., so far, I'm not able to go down to this event and make anything but a case and a group. How can you not even get a PF for all this suffering ....?

You are the truth. This is the last cross I will carry .... a wooden cross.

Ponnu: Can't you understand how much Roy said ...?

Roy: You're right! I can call if you need anything. I call.

Someone is walking there.

Roy hangs up the phone and walks over to him and talks about something.

They exchange something.

Ameer looking at all this.

He says goodbye to Roy. Roy walking back to the Ameer.

Ameer: Who is that ...?

Roy shows a packet of cannabis in his hand.

Ameer laughs.

The fan in the room is spinning. Roy lights a sandalwood candle.

Roy: There is family on both sides ....!

Sandalwood is injected into the window.

One of the two beedis is given to the Ameer.

Both of them are smoking cannabis and leaning against the wall.

Roy Beedi sighs. Amir slowly blows the smoke round and round.

At that time the current goes away.

After a short silence, Roy's phone rings.

Calling ... Umaisa

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