"Taking pains to remove the pains of others is the true essence of generosity." - Abu Bakr (R.A)

Amira Sultan.p.o.v

I smile watching how my father interacts with Khalid .

Khalid didn't talk to him like he did last time disrespectfully in fact he was so polite .

I felt a hit on my shoulder and stumbled back .

" Watch out dumbo " Zainab snickered , I rolled my eyes . Some people just don't want to change .

" By the way, " she said, standing in front of me.

" How are you feeling snatching what's mine " her tone was sarcastic yet her eyes blazing fire . I remember how excited she was to marry Khalid because of his wealth. If it wasn't for her mother , she would have been Khalid's wife .

" Grow up Zainab " I said in a bored tone and about to walk away but she held my arm tightly digging her pointed nails .

" Ah.. " I hiss not wanting to create any scene in front of guests .

" Zainab " I tried to warn her .

" Do you really think , you can get what mine , now see what I will do with you " my eyes widened to see her hand holding a cold drink rising toward my face . I close my eyes in fear .

" Ouch " suddenly I heard something fall .

Opening my eyes , I saw Ibrahim looking at her apologetic .

" Oh I am so sorry Ma'am" he apologised to the red faced Zainab who was fuming in anger .

Her eyes were on us , the cold drink , she was about to splash on my face , were now all over her dress .

" I am so sorry , I didn't realise where I was running " his voice was genuine , there was some satisfaction in his eyes .

Did he push her intentionally?

" YOU IDIOT !" She launched at Ibrahim but I came in between .

" Don't you dare Zainab " I bare my teeth in anger .

" Don't you dare to hurt my child " I warn her .... I was damn serious , if she even thought of touching Ibrahim I won't leave hair on her extensional hair .

I felt two pairs of eyes watching my way proudly while the other two looked absolutely stunned .

" I will see you " Zainab stomps her feet then walks in the washroom direction .

I looked at Ibrahim , there was something I guess tears ... but why ??

" You both okay " Khalid's deep voice raised both of our heads .

" Yeah... we are good , aren't we " I asked Ibrahim , he nodded silently .

" Did you push her intentionally ?" Khalid asked Ibrahim in a stern voice .

" She was hurting her " he looks away embarrassed , like he doesn't want me to know that He cares about me .

Aww.... He does have a soft spot for me .

His eyes widened knowing what I was about to do. Before I could pinch his cheeks he ran away .

I pout...

" Did she hurt you? " Khalid held my arm .

" Ouch " I hissed in pain , he held the exact spot where Zainab dug his nail .

Covering my view from everyone , he slowly folded my sleeves only to see three dots like bruises.

" I shouldn't have invited her, " Khalid mumbled under his breath in anger .

" It's okay .. " I whispered smiling " I am aware of her tantrums " I shrugged casually looking down at the bruises .

But his eyes didn't move from my face , his eyes swirling with so many emotions ... like he was regretting something .

" What happened, okay? " I clasp my thumb in front of his face .

He came out of his thoughts , he clasped his hand with mine , sending tingles through my body. " yeah come with me "

We entered some room which I guess , his office room .

" Sit here " I sat on a blue chair.

After some seconds he came back with a first aid box in his hand .

We both stayed silent , slowly he took my small hand into his big one , yet it felt like my hands were made for his one . It fitted so perfectly . Folding my sleeves , he started cleaning my wound which is now frozen with blood on it .

" Did they use to abuse you? " His tone was soft yet I could feel the tension in his muscles .

" It's okay, " I whispered, not wanting to get into this topic .

'' How the hell is supposed to be okay? " he snapped , I flinched back .

His eyes softened quickly " I am sorry , I didn't mean to scare you ''

" It's okay Khalid " I smiled trying to lighten his mood .

A deep chuckle erupted from his throat '' how come every situation is okay for you Amira '' he whispered there was some sadness in his voice.

" It's called sabar Khalid, " I replied gently .

" When you know , you are a servant of Allah and trying your best to please your lord , then there are no sad endings for the believer . No matter how many test Allah s.w.t gave us , he will never leave us alone on those test that's why I have strength to survive every hardship because my strength comes from my lord , it's always us Khalid who choose duniya ( world) over Akhirah( hereafter) it's us who create distance from Allah s.w.t yet just one call to lord of the world and Allah s.w.t is there for us " I completed with smile .

He kept staring at me , I felt like there were thousands of questions he wanted to ask yet he kept mum... slowly I looked down to see , he was done with my bandage .

" Thank you, " I said, smiling .

He smiled back but it didn't reach his eyes .

I really pray to Allah s.w.t to guide him to straight path

Khalid Mirza p.o.v

I was going downstairs - " omph " someone bumped into my chest and fell flat with a tray . It's a waiter in his usual uniform .

" You okay man " I kneel to help him get all the broken glasses , just then he slip something into my hands without looking into my eyes and walks away leaving the tray and glasses on the floor .

" Hey ! Where are you-" he turned to the other side of the room , I followed him but it felt like he vanished in the air with a blink of an eye .

My eyes search as far as I could see , looking down at my hands I open the letter

They are coming for you..... your family and you are in danger ...

Don't trust anyone...

Your well wisher .

Crushing the paper , I clench my fist in anger .

Third person p.o.v

Myra opens her cap , hiding behind the pillar , she is glad Khalid read the letter hope , he believes her ....

Khalid March toward the security room...

There must be 6 to 7 monitors keeping an eye on every corner of the house.

" Show me the footage of the evening " Khalid ordered, making them tense . They all glance at each other nodding their head

One of the men stood up letting Khalid sit , suddenly sideways Khalid realised blood flowing out from the corner of the room . In an Instinct , he held the man's hand , who was about to attack with a sharp knife on his chest .

Khalid p.o.v

" What - do - we have here " I smirk, still holding his hand tightly ,while he struggles to dig that knife straight to my chest . Both of the men came back from their imaginary world , as they tried to attack from both sides , I kicked both of them in the face in a flash and flipped the man in front of me, making them groan in pain .

Before I could reach my gun , one of the men hit me hard on my head .. son of a ....

Holding my head , I groan , they are circling around me ready to strike . My lips twitched upward , they had no idea who I was . Without thinking much I hit one of them on the knee with my leg making him stumble and punch the other on the face. The sickening sound of the bone breaking filled the air as blood started to gush out of his nose . The one on the ground tried to get up again, I punched him on the jaw and he fell down on the ground spitting blood .

They all look almost unconscious .

I knew they would come after but not my family again ...

Not my family ...

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I guess it some action time ???