Argh!
Kaal looked at the direction where the sound was coming from and suddenly exclaimed. He hurriedly dragged his body and arrived in front of Khajoor. He put his ear on Khajoor's chest and after a moment, he eyes teared. He was alive, Khajoor was still alive.
When he had heard the groaning sound, he thought a wild animal had come there, but when he located the source of the sound, he was surprised to see that it was coming from Khajoor. As he put his head on Khajoor's chest, he heard the slow but steady sound of his heart beating. He was surprised, he was thrilled, he was…happy. Although they never had a proper conversation usually, he was still his brother whom he had recognized since he had woken up. No one else was there in this world that he knew. No one was there…to at least talk to him. The poor him was the lowest of the low. Although the villager had given them jobs out of pity, but they were still a little disdainful of their status.
No matter what, Kaal was still a 13-year-old kid. With no support and someone to talk to, he definitely wouldn't be able to live like he was now. Everyone needs a spiritual and emotional support in their lives. Without them, a step ahead will always seem like a step in the dark, not knowing that if they fall, would someone come and help them up. When Kaal found that Khajoor was still alive, all the tension, conflict, and sadness disappeared with a 'poof'.
After calming himself down, he once again started to analyze the situation. Khajoor definitely had his chrysanthemum burst ruthlessly not once, but several times. But he still somehow managed to stay alive with all those 'thrusts'. There were two possibilities for this to happen. First, Khajoor should have a special physique that had helped him stop the bleeding and recover. But living with him for some time now, Kaal knew that it wasn't possible. Then, only the second possibility remained. Although he had thought of that possibility, he himself didn't want to believe that to be true. The second possibility was that Khajoor had a…. THICC A*S! Yup, T-H-I-C-C not T-H-I-C-K. An a*s very Thicc could only be the reason a for a person to survive all those 'thrusts'. The wounds he saw on his chrysanthemum were only external wounds. Those wounds were only superficial, not dangering his life.
Kaal shook his head and once again focused his mind on Khajoor's body. Josh should have left Khajoor there when he had 'thrusted' a few times and saw him not moving a bit. He didn't know if their luck was great or just that Josh was very unfortunate. He first 'killed' Khajoor and later when he tried to kill Kaal, first his nose was broken, and then he almost lost his life. Neither Kaal nor Khajoor died instead he, himself was the one who was seriously injured now.
Snort!
Suddenly, Kaal was pulled out of his thought from that snort. Kaal realized that Khajoor was sleeping at the moment. He got angry suddenly when he realized that he had almost died to take revenge for him. Although he didn't die, his body was not in a good shape as well. He couldn't walk, nor stand up properly. Even crawling a little pained like hell. With these thoughts in his mind, Kaal head-butted Khajoor ruthlessly on his forehead.
Pat!
AARGH!!
"Huh? …What Is this place? Where am i?... Argh! my butt hurts!"
Khajoor woke up after just one head-butt, this showed that he really was sleeping. When he opened his eyes, he was still confused, but when he tried to move he felt indescribable pain. When he moved his head and saw Kaal observing him with a pair of eyes which could 'devour' him, the gears in his mind shifted and he realized the whole situation instantly.
"Although you always refused me and my approaches, I am very glad that this time it was you who took the initiative and took my virginity. Can you tell me what happened at that time because everything is blurry in my mind right now. From the pain I am feeling, I know that our little 'fight' would have been bed-crumbling and clothes-shattering. How can I even forget that momen-"
"ghut yup dor ne!(Shut up for me!)" Kaal shouted angrily.
"Huh? What did you say?" Khajoor asked confusedly.
"BOSH! HOSH! (JOSH! JOSH!)" Kaal shouted once again.
"Bosh? …Josh!? JOSH! JOSHHH!!! F*CK!! I remember now. Josh, that bastard. It was him who poked me with his tiny little horn. Where Is he now? What happened to you? Why aren't you speaking properly?"
Khajoor's memory suddenly cleared and remembered what had happened. He was very angry. He didn't know why Josh attacked him but he kept on poking him ruthlessly. He felt so much pain at that time. He felt that he wouldn't be able to take a proper sh*t now. He regretted praising him so much. If he knew that he was such an unreasonable guy, he surely would have spoken sh*t about him to his own son.
"Ge sis Bere(He is there.)," Kaal pointed towards the giant pit.
When Khajoor stood up somehow and went toward the pit unsteadily, he somewhat understood what had happened when he was blacked out. He looked at Josh's body and drew in a cool breath. This was the first time he had seen something like that. He felt his stomach churning and felt like his digestive juices would come out any moment. He looked away from that scene and walked towards Kaal. He didn't know what to do next so he looked at Kaal hopefully. Kaal didn't disappoint him either. Kaal kept his cool and thought about the various courses of actions that they could take. He thought for a while and came up with a solution.
Kaal somehow told the plan to Khajoor with sign language and his somewhat incomprehensible sentences. When Khajoor listened to the plan, he was doubtful of it. He wasn't the one who would think something in the deeper level. If he didn't understand something, he wouldn't try to think about it any further and toss that thing at the back of his head. He tossed the plan at the back of his head as he didn't understand that and just did what Kaal had told him to do. He hurriedly went inside their home and after a few moments, he came out with a long rope.
He tied that rope around a thicc, oh, I mean, a thick tree nearby and came back with the rest in his hands. He brought some water in a broken bucket and stood near the pit. He lifted the heavy, broken bucket and poured some water on Josh's head that was in an unconscious state inside the pit.
Splash!
"What..? What happened..? Yes, Kaal and Khajoor, those rats… Kaal tricked me into this trap. I'll kill him! I'll kill him! I'LL KILL HIM! ARGH! IT HURTS SO MUCH!" Josh shouted in frenzy with his eyes filled with hatred.
"Shut Up! You are just a little bitch. How dare you 'thrust' that teeny-weeny thing in my bum? You will pay for that. Now, tell me how do want to die?" Khajoor said wickedly.
"Huh? How can you still be alive? I had killed you with my own horn. This is impossible." Josh's eyes went wide as he said in disbelief.
He suddenly realized that neither was he able to kill Khajoor nor Kaal but in the end it was he, himself who was lying in the pit. He wanted to cry but no tears came. When he saw a rope in Khajoor's hand his heart jerked a bit. Khajoor did say that he was going to kill him. Was he really going to do that?
"What do you want to do with that rope? Why are you throwing it down?"
"Actually Josh, I've come here to bargain."