"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes, everything in your life could change in a nick of time"
Anonymous
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Warning! This chapter contains some mature contents which could distort one mentally, please skip if you're not okay with murder scenes.
Note: This will not affect the other chapters.
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Third person P.O.V.
"Baby! hurry!... The movie is about to start"... Aneesa Suhail called out to her husband.
"Am here with the popcorn"... Mr Suhail rushed in, taking his position close to his wife.
Aneesa leaned on her husband's shoulder in the process making Suhail smile.
"Where is Asad?".... Aneesa then asked, raising her head up from her husband's shoulder and scanning the living room for their little son.
Suhail shrug as he looked around, in search of their son.... "...Asad the movie is starting".... Mr Suhail yelled.
In less than 30 seconds, Little Asad ran in.
"Daddyyyy, mommyyyy. I hope I am not late".... Asad ran in as fast as his little legs could take him.
He gave his parents a warm embrace as he sat besides them.
"That's my little darling".... Aneesa said as she pulled Asad close to her , he then laid his head onto his mother's body.
"Mommy is it a horror movie?"... Asad raised his head up and asked .
"Well..." His mother smiled , revealing her deep dimples as she spoke... "We will find out soon enough".
The trio began to watch their movie and that's when the door opened wide , revealing two huge men whose faces were covered with masks.
More men began to entered the living room and soon the living room was filled with a gang of robbers all dressed in black.
"Let's grab them"... one of them says.
Aneesa got up to her feet with a ten year old Asad , both ready to exit the house.
"Where do you think you are going Missy?" one of the huge man asked, grabbing Aneesa by her two arms causing her to leave Asad.
"Asad run!!!"... She screamed but Asad was picked up by another man and tied to a chair.
"Heyy...leave me alone"... Asad tried to fight the enormous thug.
The thug ignored Asad and tied him to the chair anyways.
He made sure to separate and spread Asad's legs and hands wide apart from each other.
"Noo please don't hurt my son"... Aneesa cried out as she tried to struggle out of a thug's grip.
A man who seemed to be their leader stepped forward and faced Asad with a smirk.
"Hello little boy, what do you think about me slaughtering your parents?"... he asked.
'My...my parents?'...Asad thought.
The images of his parents lying lifeless on the ground then came to his mind and that literally made his heartbeat rate slow down.
Before Asad could finish processing the thought, the boss spoke.
"Bring the father!"... the boss ordered.
The man holding Suhail didn't hesitate to bring him forward.
"Let go of me"... Suhail tried fighting his way through.
Asad went into shock when he realized that the boss was actually going to kill his father.
"Noo... please spare my husband's life. He is all I have"... Aneesa screamed as she struggled to get out of the thug's grip harder.
"How cute"... the boss rolled his eyes and did the unbelievable.
He ripped out Suhail's head.
Blood started streaming down to the floor , dripping from his father's head.
"Suhail!!" Aneesa screamed as she tried to pull out of the man's grip harder than before , she couldn't bare to see her husband being killed in front of her, it just shattered her into pieces.
"Da...da...dad...daddy" Asad stammered, he could not believe his eyes.
He didn't realize when a tear made its way down his little eye.
The boss kept his father's dead head on Asad's left thigh and ordered for the mother to come forward.
"Move missy"... the thug holding Aneesa forcefully dragged Aneesa to the boss.
"Ohh nice, she is a hottie" the boss said, as they brought Aneesa to him, his eyes shamelessly roamed around her loose nightgown.
Aneesa fought the urge to throw up due to his statement.
"I really like what I am seeing you know" the pervert boss said.
"Keep your hands off me you pervert" Aneesa insulted him and instantly regretted it.
The boss rapped his hands around Aneesa's waist.
She tried to pull out but his grip was too strong.
"No....noo...noo. Please don't hurt my mother or touch her" Asad cried out but he couldn't do much, both his hands and legs were tied up.
"Don't worry Asad, I will be fine okay"... Aneesa tried to be strong for her son but her heart was hammering out of her chest.
She was scared that the boss could hear it.
"Oh what..." the boss smirked "I should not do this" The boss twirled his mom and merged their lips together. He pulled out of the kiss and looked at Asad then began to molest Aneesa.
"Asad please close your eyes, mommy will be fine"... Aneesa struggled to say.
The last thing she wanted was for Asad to see her get molested.
It will taunt him for years to come.
"Stop touching her!"... Asad used all the strength he had in him to harshly pull his hand in the opposite direction his hands were tied to.
He wanted to lose these ropes and help his mother.
Protect her or do something useful at least.
"Get off me"... Aneesa tore away from the kiss and yelled, she was struggling with the adamant boss that refuse to let her go.
"Do you like the way your mother is being touched"... the boss asked ignoring what Aneesa said.
Asad shook his head to the boss question in a negative manner, indicating a 'no'.
"Okay I won't touch her" he said and a ray of hope lit up in Asad's eyes , that's not till the boss spoke again.
" I will rape her instead"... the boss chuckled as he began to attend to his own needs.
"Please stop!!" Asad continued to cry but the boss paid no heed.
"Asad just close your eyes okay... Mommy is going to be fine okay"... Aneesa said as the boss did what he felt like doing to her.
Asad did as he was told.
He immediately close his eyes thinking everything will be okay but he was wrong.
He could still hear his mother screaming and pleading for the boss to stop and he couldn't do anything.
She tried to pull out of the boss' grip for the last time and the boss retaliated.
He tore a hot slap across her face to silence her causing Asad to open his eyes.
Horror filled the little boy's eyes as he stared at his mother in her naked form.
"You...you slapped my mother?"... Asad was surprised.
He badly wanted to loose himself from these ropes but they were too hard and tied to strong.
"No Asad , just close your eyes okay. Mommy... mommy loves you okay"... She was in tears as she spoke.
She feared her son will never look at her in the same way again after the rape incident.
Asad had tears in his eyes too as he reluctantly closed his eyes and started praying.
He kept on hearing his mother cry and scream but he dare not to look at her.
After the boss was satisfied, he spoke to Asad "Look at this kid" the boss ordered .
Asad slowly looked up and noticed his mother looked pale.
The boss smiled at the sad boy, he then pierced Aneesa's eyes one by one and pulled it out causing her to scream louder.
"Stop it you monster... " Asad shouted out trying to loosen the rope that were tied to his hands and feet but it all went in vain again.
He pulled Aneesa close to him once more and merge their lips yet again , only for him to pull out of the kiss and rip off her head.
"Mommy!" ...Asad screamed out as he tried pulling out of the chair he was tied up to.
The pain was simply unbearable.
Watching both his parents die?!
"Here you go" the boss smiled as he dropped Asad mother's head on Asad's right thigh close to his father's head .
Asad then began to tremble with fear. He had never seen much blood before less talk of his parents blood staining his trouser and the whole living room.
Fear washed up Asad at the sight of the whole scene. It felt so surreal to the little boy.
'Am..am I going to die as well?'...Asad asked inwardly.
"Boss, aren't you going to kill the boy?" one of the men asked, voicing out Asad's thought.
"No it's not part of the job, besides we were only told to kill the parents so our job here is done. Let's go" the boss says as they exit out.
"Mommy .... Daddy.. please stop pouring out blood and open your eyes" Asad cried out.
"Please put your heads back and wake up, the bad man is gone".
"Mommy .. mommy...mo" he choked on his words due to the pressure he was on and the uncontrollable tears.
"Please wake up, the bad man is gone" Asad cried louder.
"Please"... Asad's voice came out as a plea.
"Daddy, you guys should stop this. It is not funny" He said as he stared at his dead parents.
"It's not funny, no it's not funny at all so stop!" he kept on repeating like a broken record till he passed out.
Their neighbor, who was not to far ,came knocking only to find the door open.
"What's going on here?"... Jamil asked as he walked in, taking a good look at what happened.
He could not believe his eyes, Asad was passed out ,Aneesa and Suhail's heads were both cut off and there was blood everywhere.
He quickly brought out his phone and dialed Suhail's older brother's number as fast as he could.
"He...hello Najib"... Jamil said .
"Yes Jamil, what happened? " Najib asked through the other line.
"Suhail and Aneesa... Asad .... The three of them .... Blood"....Jamil said his words slowly, still trying to process everything.
"What do you mean blood ? what happened to them?"...Najib asked.
"Just...just come, let me call the police" Jamil stated and he hung up.
He dialed the police number and the phone was answered after the first ring.
"The police is speaking, how can we help you" ...The person said though the line.
"Police come...Just come , I walked into my neighbor's house only to find them dead" ...Jamil explained.
"Okay sir, can you send us your neighbor's address? We will immediately hit the road when we know where the murder scene took place "... the police states.
"Okay sir , well we live in...." Jamil started off and gave the police a clear description of the house . After a minute the police thanked him for the location and hung up.
A few minutes later a loud horn came in.
It was Najib and his wife...Nasifa.
The duo alighted from the car and rushed in only for them to go into shock.
"Inalilahi wa ina ilaihi raju'un (from God we are and to him we shall return) , what is the meaning of all this?" Was the first thing Najib said after a few minutes of shock.
"I...I don't know" Jamil said as he stared at the floor.
"Suhail...Aneesa.... Oh and poor Asad" Nafisa said as a loan tear fell from her left eye.
"Look ..." Nafisa pointed towards The trio direction... "Najib I don't think Asad is dead. Let's take him to the hospital" she said heading towards them.
She saw how their heads were placed on his thighs and the way blood stained them.
She then observe the way he was breathing uneven as he was unconscious, from the looks of things he seriously cried.
'Poor Asad' ....she thought as she stared at him. She was afraid to remove his parents dead head from him and Jamil noticed before Najib did.
"Let me help you madam" Jamil said as he went to remove their dead head from him , they both untied Asad and he was taken to the car.
Nafisa and Jamil came back and her husband Najib decided to speak.
"Nafisa take Asad to the hospital, I will wait here with Jamil till the police arrive"... Najib stated.
Nafisa nodded in response, then walked out of the house with the car keys and got into the car and drove off.
In about 10 minutes, they arrived at multiclinic hospital and Asad was rushed to a ward.
"What seems to be the problem Ma'am?" Doctor Irfan asked as he fixed his stethoscope.
"We met him laying on a chair unconscious with his parents dead bodies in front of him" Nafisa explained the incident.
"I see" Doctor Irfan said "From what you have said so far , perhaps the tragic incident led to him fainting or getting traumatized, he could even be in a coma" .
"Poor Asad"... Nafisa said feeling the pain in her chest.
"Let me go and check up on him" The Doctor left Nafisa to go and check up on Asad.
Nafisa waited for what seemed to be 30 minutes before the doctor came out.
"Ma'am..." He starts off. " Your boy is in a slight coma, he is unconscious at the moment"... He said and Nafisa bursts into tears.
"How will Asad handle this situation when he wakes up" she cried harder.
"He will be fine ma'am"... Dr. Irfan assured.
Back at Suhail's house , the police arrived.
He interrogated both Najib and Jamil and noted out some things . He took pictures of the crime scene and decided to take his leave .
"I will get to the bottom of this" was his last statement before he left.
Najib decides to go out and receive some fresh air, the atmosphere where his brother was killed was suffocating him.
He sat on a bench outside his brother's house and decided to wait for Nafisa to come back.
He then concluded that he should call his other relative and inform them about the tragic news before they find out themselves.
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The following day Nafisa woke up ,prayed Fajr (morning prayer perform by Muslims), made some breakfast for herself and her husband and kept some in a warmer for Asad then headed to her husband's room.
"Najib can I go to the hospital to check up on Asad?"... She seeked for his permission and he nodded in response.
She took her hijab (a cloth worn by female Muslims) and got into the car.
The driver started the car and they drove out.
When the car stopped, Nafisa alighted from it and went in.
"Ahh , good morning ma'am"... Doctor Irfan greeted.
"Good morning Doctor, how is he?" She asked slightly worried.
He gave her a smile "Go and see for yourself "
The duo decided to walk to Asad's ward.
As the door swung opened , Nafisa's eyes immediately landed on Asad , he was staring at the ceiling.
"Asad".... she rushed to him and embraced him.
"Nunu... I...I had a bad dream"... Asad began to cry on her, staining her Hijab.
"What happened in the dream?"... Nafisa asked him as she cupped Asad's cheeks, wiping away his tears.
"My parents Nunu" he held her Hijab tightly as new set of tears streamed down his little cheeks.
"Nunu, they killed my parents and I don't know why I had that bad dream , it felt so real"... he cried harder.
"Shhhhh" She hugged him and a comfortable silence took over.
Nafisa didn't acknowledge when the doctor took his leave.
"Nunu, where is my mother?"... He asked hoping to hear a positive response .
The pain banged Nafisa's chest and she didn't have the confidence to tell him the truth.
"First eat"... she said and he quietly obeyed.
She brought out the warm chips and egg from the food flask and fed the little boy.
'It is so unfortunate that he lost his parents at a young age, I wish I knew what it felt like to be a mother even if it was for a minute .For the past 15 years of my marriage, I still can't conceive a child' ...The tears she was trying to fight back betrayed her as she fed Asad.
"Nunu why are you crying?" He asked and just then her phone started ringing . Her husband's name showed on the caller ID.
She excused herself to answer it.
"Hello"... his voice came from the other line.
"Najib"... her own voice came in...weak.
"What's wrong?" Concerned laced through his voice.
"I...I wish I was a mother or at least knew what it felt like to be one " she cried out and that hurted Najib.
He hates hearing his wife cry.
"Don't worry you will soon be one , don't give up"... he tried to lighten up her mood but deep down he had also lost hope.
When she did not respond, he decided to change topic.
"We are going to bury them today and I will take part in the burial"... He said .
"Okay , Allah ya jikan su (may their soul rest in peace) "... She replied .
"How is Asad?"... He asked.
"Fine"... she replied.
"Okay please take him to our house , he will be staying with us for the meantime. When I am back, we will go to our family house to pray for his parents , the rest of the family members are already there".... Najib said.
"Okay then"... She stated.
"Alright, I love you, bye" he said and hung up.
It was after she replied him with the statement 'I love you too' that she realized that he had already hung up.
She walked back into the room and wore on a fake smile. "Common Asad, you are going to be discharged today"... she said as she held his hand.
"Nunu why did we come to the hospital in the first place "... he asked but she didn't reply .
Nafisa just filled out the necessary forms and took Asad out of the hospital.
"Nunu"... he called out when they were out of the hospital.
"Yes Asad?"... She replied as they entered the car.
"Where is my mother?" He asked feeling uneasy .
Nafisa remained quiet , she was unable to say anything at the moment.
The duo got home and Nafisa bathed Asad and got him ready.
Later that afternoon, Najib , Nafisa and Asad went to their family house. Within 10 minutes , they arrived.
They all alighted from the car and headed towards the entrance.
"Salamu Alaikum (peace be upon you)".... Nafisa and Najib said simultaneously for the old women seated there to acknowledge their presence.
"Wa'alaikumusalam (peace be upon you too)".... The old women chorused.
"Good afternoon Umma"... Najib squat to greet his mother, followed by his wife and finally Asad.
"How are you my children and Grandson" she asked, her voice brittle. It seems like she has been crying.
"Alhamdullilah (thank God)".... Najib said and left Nafisa and Asad with his mom.
"Does he know?".... Umma looked up to face Nafisa , her eyes bloodshot red from crying.
"No Umma"....Nafisa answered.
"You are very unpredictable Nafisa"...Umma hissed as she dragged Asad to sit on her laps.
"Umma what are you guys talking about?"...Asad asked.
"If God had given you a child , you would have been the worst mother in this world and your child would be a depressed child , thank God you are sterile, God saw that you were not capable of being a mother and that's why he left you fruitless, you are so fortunate that my son still hasn't kicked you out yet"....Umma taunts Nafisa and Nafisa couldn't fight back the tears that tickled down her cheeks.
"And look here you barren woman, don't think I am going to let you take care of my Grandson, Asad . You aren't capable of conceiving a child so how sure am I that you would be able to take care of one? Karima and her husband will take care of him. At least Karima is not fruitless, she has three sons and has experience of taking care of children..., you can leave"...Umma dismissed Nafisa and Nafisa rushed out through the door"
"Asad dear"...Umma faced Asad.
"Umma why did you scold Nunu like that, you made her cry" Asad said, a frown visible on his face.
"Your nunu is a very bad person, she hid the truth from you"...Umma said.
"What truth?"...Innocent Asad asked.
"Your parents are dead Asad"...Umma broke the news to him.
Asad began to feel unease.
'Dead?... Asad thought.
He started feeling like he was suffocating and like he was running out of air.
'Noo... it was a bad dream. My parents can't be dead'... the little boy was in denial.
It didn't take him 3 minutes before he fainted.