The watchman opened the gate and he forwarded the car on the way to the porch. All the security guards and servants became alert. His body man Adeel ran to the porch where the car had stopped. He got surprised to see a girl with his master. Ghazi never took any girl home and he could say with belief that his master did not date any girl till yet. But now he had to change his opinion.
Ghazi came out of the car and walked towards the girl.
"Where is batool?" He asked while opening the door of the car and bent to lift the girl.
"She is in the annexe." He told him. Batool was his wife and her job was cleaning the house. There was also a team of 20 security guards and a chef.
"Send her to the first floor." He commanded and went to the inside of the house. Adeel wanted to ask who that beautiful girl was but couldn't ask. His master was an angry person. He moved towards the annexe to call his wife. Every servant who saw a girl in his master's arms got surprised but did not say anything.
Ghazi brought her into a room on the first floor and laid her on the bed. Once again she attracted him badly. He stared at her fixedly for several Moments. Then his gaze fell on her neck where a heart-shaped pendant was shining. The word Diya was written on it.
"Diya!" He voiced softly and moved back to hear the footfalls of someone. After some moments, batool entered with Adeel in the room.
"Batool! She will stay here for some days. You have to take care of her." He stated in a serious tone.
"Ok master. I will do it." She bowed her head.
"And you… convey my messages to everyone here. No one will talk about this girl and the news should not go out that there is a girl." He commanded.
" Ok master," Adeel replied. He walked out of the room.
"Why are you doing this?" Someone asked inside from him.
" I don't know." He became confused.
" Is this love?"
"No, This is just temporary sympathy. The girl was in trouble and I am helping her. It does not mean that I fell for her. I will get her treated and handover her to her parents. " He comforted himself.
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After one week, Aania was discharged from the hospital. Now she was in her room, laying on the bed. She was looking so weak. Her heart was broken into pieces. She couldn't endure that pain. Today she was feeling a terrible silence in her home. There was a picture of Mama Dad hanging on the wall in front of her. Her eyes were fixed on it.
(Why? ..... Why did you both do this to me? .... Why did you leave me here alone.) Her Heavy eyelashes slowly closed and darkness spread everywhere.
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Her eyes opened slowly. She stared at the ceiling blankly.
"Ma'am! Are you alright?" Batool came close to her and asked with concern. Diya got temperature at midnight. Ghazi called the doctor. He checked her up and gave her an injection. Now her temperature was normal.
"Who are you?" Diya asked in a low voice.
"I am batool. I will serve you from now on." Batool said softly, looking at her beautiful face with love.
"Where am I?" She held her head in her hand.
"At our master's house." She told her. She looked at her with confusion.
"Master? …. Where is Ghazi?" She asked anxiously.
"Ghazi is our master. He is at his office now." Batool replied. She sighed and looked at the wall clock. It was 11 am.
"Ma'am! You freshen up. I'll bring breakfast for you." She said with respect and went out of the room. She leaned against the bed crown and closed her eyes.
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"I could not even imagine you would leave me like that ... did not you remember me? Maybe not ... That's why you left ..... you knew that I can't live without you ..... why did you both go .. ..... look at my condition now ..... I am dying instantly ..... my heart is burning .... every hope is gone..... I miss you all the time ..... it hurts me so much..... tell me what do i do ... tell me.... How to live .... please come back ... please ..... I miss you ..... mom ..... dad." She was sitting near the graves of her parents, weeping. The darkness of evening was spreading. She had been sitting here since morning talking to her parents. Umair and Aunty Amrina were sitting in the car parked outside the graveyard. They wanted to give her time to talk to her parents alone so they stopped outside.
"Aniya..... get up ..... it's evening now. Let's go home." Amrina came to her and said. She did not move. Amrina grabbed her shoulders and made her stand up. As they were leaving, he turned around once and looked back. Maybe someone would have called her. But no one called her. For two weeks she had not seen Mom Dad. Now she was completely hopeless.
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Sharf was walking in a parking area. He approached his car carelessly, opened the door, and sat inside. The next moment a pistol touched his head. He was startled badly.
"Don't try to do anything. You are very close to death. Start the car." Zwar spoke in a dangerous voice.
"I'm starting. Don't kill me." He stammered and started the car.
After a while, in the basement of a building, Sharf was tied to a chair, helplessly trying to free himself. And Zwar was punching him in the face
"Who are you guys?" Why did you bring me here? "He was screaming but zwar did not answer him and kept beating him. Meanwhile, two men appeared from the door and started walking towards them. Rayan was one step ahead, wearing a Jeans shirt and a long overcoat, looked very handsome. The other person was his manager. Seeing them, Sharaf's eyes widened with fear. He was the enemy of his boss Khawaja. He knew why he had been kidnapped. His tongue was dumb.
"Did he spit out anything?" He asked as he approached them.
"The first session is going on yet," Zwar told him.
"Good. carry on." He lit a cigarette and started smoking while walking slowly in front of sharf. Zwar started beating him again.
"Stop, please. For God's sake. I will tell you everything," he pleaded. Rayan stopped smoking the cigarette, raised his hand to stop zwar from hitting him further.
"I'm sorry, this man is heartless. I have given him the task of interrogation. That is why I did not intervene much. Well, tell me, what evidence does your boss have against me?" He put his hand on the back of the chair and leaned forward a little.
"A CCTV FOOTAGE"
"Where it is?" He questioned again.
"Sir Khwaja put it in his secret locker."
"You must know the password?"
" No. " He nodded.
" But you have to tell it." He said stubbornly. What kind of man was this?
" I said I don't know. Why would he tell me his secret locker's password?" He didn't listen to him and gestured to zwar. He moved forward to beat him again but sharf shouted.
" Wait …. Wait. I will tell you." Zwar halted.
" I saw the password yesterday, coincidentally." He said with embarrassment.
" Don't hesitate. Tell Me quickly." He threw the cigarette down and came close to him.
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