Gabriel wiped the chain of sweat from the bridge of his eyebrow as he stood above the captive. He had made sure Salman had beaten the shit out of him. For some eerie reason, he just wasn't ready to speak up. After all the beatings and threats, he still remained rigid and taking the pain that was eventually going to be the death of him.
"He's not ready to co-operate Gabriel!" Salman who was deeply angered by the fact that this bastard wasn't ready to co-operate. He had broken almost every bone within his weak body. But this dying man didn't want to tell them what they wanted to hear.
Gabriel looked on the suffering lad. He felt angered yet kept his calm. He knew what to do. After all, he was a man of patience and integrity. His motto 'Trust The Process' was what kept him together all these years.
"Let him go" Gabriel ordered to the thunderstruck of everyone especially Basit. Basit's face was all swollen up with deep cuts and black eyes. He could hardly move his limbs. This man was going to let her go ? He was going to be a free man once again ? He couldn't thank God enough.
"Gabriel ? What the fuck do you mean by let him go ?! This bastard!!" Salman growled completely infuriated by Gabriel's order. How could they let him go just like that, when he tried to steal their weapons?
"Release him Salman!! The lad has had enough man!" Gabriel replied casually with a suspicious glint in his eye. Salman realised what was going on. Gabriel was up to some no good for sure. He sighed before harshly releasing the young lad.
" I would have killed you, you prick !" Salman growled at Basit before ordering two men to take Basit to his home.
"Where the fuck do you live ?" Salman asked angrily. Basit who was extremely anxious to go home, didn't realise the grave mistake he was making when he gave the directions to his home.
"A few metres from the local mosque. A brown gated house with faded white paint" he told them. He didn't notice the evil smirk creeping up on the faces of both Salman and Gabriel. This lad was surely a daft one.
"Take him home !" Gabriel ordered once again. Basit who could hardly walk started thanking Gabriel. He had thought this was the end of him. Apparently, he was going to walk a free man once again. Gabriel just smirked at him before waving him off.
Two muscled men carried him into a waiting van outside. Salman ordered them to take the lad home. But Gabriel, he had other plans. And like he always said, 'Trust The Process' and that was exactly what he was doing now. He was trusting the process.
"What do we do now Gabriel?" Salman asked completely in oblivion of what was going to happen next.
"Now, we wait. And Trust The Process" Gabriel answered with a sly smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. Salman knew that his friend was up to some no good. And he just chuckled and patted Gabriel at the back before walking towards the back of the warehouse to call in the men.
He had an announcement for them. An announcement about their leader's upcoming marriage. They were in for a shock though.
Gabriel while still standing outside begun reminiscing about his lady. He wanted to see her again. But for some peculiar reason, he knew that she wouldn't stay behind with her Roti like he had asked his mother to convince her to do. All he craved now was to see her. To feel her beautiful gentle presence. To smell her magnetic flowery fragrance.
It was so captivating. What was this he was feeling ? It was a feeling he had never felt. A feeling that made him weak for her. A feeling that made him want to do everything in the interest of her. A feeling that made him want to sin for her. A feeling that made him want to steal, threaten, kill and annihilate for her.
A mysterious smile creeped up on his face with that mere gleam in his eyes.
He knew what to do...
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The drive to Basit's home was soon over. The guards looked on the old dilapidated house and were quite disgusted by its state. Basit who had dozed off at the point slowly awoke from his slumber when he finally realised they were home.
"T-Thank you. Thank you so much. I'm grateful. Thank you so much" he acknowledged fervently. The ignored him and banged on the door to the inhabitants of the house.
After a few more minutes of almost door breaking bangs, the door opened to reveal a messed up Roti. She looked like she had just woken from a slumber. Her eyes looked red and teary. She hadn't seen them yet because she was still trying to wipe the sleep out of her eyes.
"What do you want ?!" she snapped.
"Mother!!!" Basit exclaimed weakly shaking Roti out of her dazed state. Her son.
"Basit ? Basit? Basit my son!!!" she exclaimed in glee and emotion as she took her son in a taut bone crushing hug while shedding tears of joy.
"Oh Basit my son! What happened?! Who did this to you " she screamed in sudden grief at the state in which her son was. His two eyes were black, his nose was bloody and broken. His whole body looked battered. Gabriel!! She inwardly growled at the visualisation of Gabriel beating the shit out of her little boy.
"M-Mama...I regret. He was terrible. He was horrible to me. Mama I don't want him to kill me. Mama please I don't want him to kill me" Basit wailed in his mother's embrace. He was still her baby after all. Even though, they both had messed up lives, she still loved him like her baby of yesterday.
She helped him inside and settled him down on the worn out couch.
"It's alright my son, don't cry. He won't kill you. That bastard won't kill you. I promise you" she tried to coo her son. The two men were still standing there at the door as if they were ordered to wait there. Roti was furious and she had a mind of her own.
If she could, she would strangle Gabriel and everyone associated with the brutality to her son. She stomped to the door where they stood and she spat at them out of sheer fury and malice
"And you bastards! You work for that animal! You aid him in brutalising my son and bring him back to me half dead ? Have you no heart?! Did your parents not teach you courtesies and good morals?!" she growled at them in complete distaste.
They also looked pissed and growled at her.
"Listen here Mrs. Don't you dare talk about our parents teaching us courtesies when your own son tried to steal from us. Talk of courtesies!" the first man growled at her.
"And no we aren't bastards. We both know our fathers! You fucking bitch!" the second man added.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that. I'm far older than you, you idiots!!" she clapped back at them.
Down the staircase came a meek blind maiden with a baby strapped to her waist. She had just awoken from her slumber and when she heard a commotion downstairs, she hurried downstairs to find out what was going on. She couldn't see but she could hear what was going on.
" Listen here Madam! I have never hit a woman, especially an older woman, but if you dare call me or my brother here an idiot again, you will regret it gravely" the first man threatened.
"Don't talk to my mother like that!" Basit who was groaning in pain tried to defend his mother from where he lay.
"B-Basit...?" Hikma slowly stammered. Basit was back? She thought he had died or was kidnapped. He was back now? She said a word of thanks to Allah for bringing her nephew back home. But there was a loud commotion going on. A lot of exchange of words and cussing words.
She wondered what was going on and what had triggered all this to happen.
The commotion went on, until Hikma slowly cut in.
"P-Please stop ! I beg of you all. P-Please" she pleaded. All eyes turned to her and they looked on to the blind maiden with the sleeping baby in her arms. The whole house was mute for a split second before the commotion suddenly arose again. Hikma sighed in confusion .
"Now what is all this noise about?" a husky voice came. The voice of a complete Alpha male by all standards. The voice of Gabriel sent shivers down the spines of everyone here. Especially Hikma. What was he doing here they all wondered.
And behind him came Salman and then 6 heavily built men. What was going on?
Trepidation run through the veins of Roti and Basit. Today was the day of atonement. Roti and Basit had been exposed finally. Gabriel's suspicion was true after all. His eyes went to the blind maiden who looked quite terrified when she realised his presence.
"G-Gabriel?" Roti stammered in fear. Gabriel was furious. His hour of playing her cards was over. Now, he was here to annihilate. Destroy. And take what belonged to him.
"M-Mother...H-He was the m-man. The one who did this to me " Basit wailed in terror when he recognised the man standing before them. The man who ordered his brutality. The man he almost stole from. Gabriel Khilafa Dhul Qarnayn.
Gabriel's hard eyes went to Basit before it went to his mother.
"You bitch! You tried to give your blind cousin out to some fucker to marry ? Just because she was vulnerable? And now your stupid son tries to steal from me ?!" he thundered at Roti sending shills within each and everyone of them.
Hikma gasped in horror at what she just heard. Roti wanted to marry her out? That she knew but, the fact that Basit tried to steal from this man? Was her family that bad? She didn't understand why. Was she the only good one in her family ?
The dozing child in strapped onto Hikma's waist slowly awoken by the voice of Gabriel, turned her eyes towards the direction of the voice and she smiled at him.
"Dada!" she giggled with eyes solely on Gabriel. All eyes turned towards Gabriel, then the child and back to Gabriel again. Gabriel was very much dumbfounded at this and couldn't react. Just last night, she called Hikma 'Mama' and now, she was calling Gabriel 'Dada'. A blush appeared on Hikma's face and her eyes went towards the direction of Gabriel's voice.
She quickly lowered her gaze in coyness and looked away to the amusement of Gabriel.
"G-Gabriel please I can explain" Roti faltered in her speech. But Gabriel was two things.
Non Merciful and Heartless. He didn't give a rat ass what Roti had to say. All he was going to make sure was that, she was punished severely for her crimes. She, along with her son and that bastard, British guy, David Jones.
"I hardly forgive and I never, forget you bitch! Let's see who redeems you now" he growled at her.
Roti knew that, there was no escape for her and her son now. They were dead meat. Gabriel was going to annihilate them for sure. Soon she begun wailing and weeping. Her time was here.
"G-Gabriel please. I beg of you. Please spare us. We were desperate" she pleaded. But all her pleas went on deaf ears.
"Seize them!" he commanded. The six men tackled Roti and Basit down before punching the shit out of their guts, knocking them unconscious. Hikma screamed in terror at what happened.
Roti and Basit were carried out to the waiting van outside. Hikma tried to escape. She run with her baby towards the staircase and quickly climbed the staircase. Her mind was on how to save herself and the baby from this man. He was trying to kill her aunt and her cousin. What assurance did she have that he wouldn't kill her too? Or even take advantage of her?
She had to escape from this man, lest he took away her virtue or worse killed her. Her heart was thumping very fast and she could literally feel herself shrinking. She feared the worst that was coming.
She rushed into her room and locked it quickly. By then Little Laiba was throwing a tantrum. She felt disturbed at the fact that her 'Mama' was looking all afraid and hesitant.
"Hush now Muhabbat." she shooed the little one as she wondered how they were going to escape.
"Are you lost baby girl ?" a voice asked from behind her. She swallowed hard at that.
Her eyes closed shut as she tried to awaken herself from what seemed like a bad dream but was nothing more than a present. His cologne blew against her face. As he moved in front of her and lowered his face to hers, he noticed how cold sweat of trepidation run down her face. A smirk creeped up on his face as he took in her fragrance from the depths of her collar bone. A slight moan left her lips. The pure looks of innocence slowly fading into an upturned curve on her lips and soon her eyes begun watering. And the water works begun.
Gabriel snapped out of his daze of love and passion when he noticed the tears in her eyes. What had he done ?
I AM SO GLAD ROTI AND HER SON HAVE BEEN CAUGHT. WHAT DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT? WHAT IS GABRIEL GOING TO DO NOW? LEAVE 5 STARS AND COMMENTS TO FIND OUT WHAT.
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