Third person p.o.v

Sayra entered the police station following Osman , he took her where Humza was held .

Sayra coughs putting her side of the stole in her mouth watching a line up prision caging some man . Some were sleeping , somewhere staring at her. Thanks to her abaya, no man could see her . She observed her surroundings .

Slowly , Humza came into her view in one of the prisons , when was sitting on the cold floor with his knees closer and head hiding between his hands.

The jail cell is nothing but four walls and a mattress, everything grey. The lighting is artificial only, she wonders how long you'd have to spend in here to forget what a tree looks like or the feel of the wind on a stormy day. When one of the doors closes behind her it's loud, that's one heavy chunk of metal and she hears the bolts slide home so pointlessly. With on handles on the inside she could never open that door even if she spent the best part of her youth trying. Each new minute feels like an hour. She doesn't know if being solitary is worse or sharing this tiny space with some stranger. She had no idea how Humza was going to spend three years of his life .

" Humza..." Sayra whimpers while holding the iron rod which is a barrier between them .

" Humza " she called out again .

He raises his head , the moment his gaze fell on her , he ran towards in a lighting speed " Sayra what are you doing here "

" You shouldn't be here " he begged, caressing her face .

" Humza. .. I am sorry " she sob, lowering her head .

" Hey ! It's not your fault " he tried to console her .

Even though he was breaking from inside , he wanted to be strong for his wife .

" Khalid " she took his name bitterly " he betrayed us "

Humza shook his head slowly " don't blame him it's not his fault "

" IT'S HIS FAULT " Sayra shouted angrily .

" No it's not .... He was trapped just like me " He wiped her tears , closing eyes , she savoured the moment.

" You know he can never hurt us intentionally "

" I promised I will take you out of here, " Sayra said determinedly .

" I promised " she put her hand on his...

" Please Osman , there must be something we can do, " Sayra pleaded after coming out of the police station .

" Don't worry , I will do my best to save him " he tried to assured but she knew it's just to keep her heart .

Slumping her shoulders disappointed ... She was about to enter her car when she remembered something .

'' copy, " she whispered .

Sayra remembered when Humza was showing her the evidence , She made it a copy without acknowledgement of Humza because he said not touching the proof but she did otherwise .

But she is not sure if it was safe or not ...

Sitting inside the car .... She drove back home ...

" Did you...." Maryam's voice faded in the background , as she ran upstairs.

Slamming the door open , her eyes search for the laptop .

Sighing in relief , she grabs the laptop ....

"Please ... please ... hope it save "

"Hope it save ''

" Yes " she screamed in happiness when she saw the file was saved .

Transferring into pendrive ..... she called Osman happily , telling him that she has proof .

Cutting the call.....she went downstairs but Maryam stopped her ... " Sayra " she clutched her arm .

" Where are you going? " she was very worried.

" Ammi... " her face broke into a relieful grin .

" I got the proof now Humza will be released " Sayra exclaimed happily .

" Alhumdulliah but please you don't go anywhere , Khalid and your father went to search Nafisa , you don't go anywhere " Maryam tried to stop .

" Ammi " she cupped her face " I need to save my husband " kissing Maryam forehead she ran outside .

Sayra tried to start her car but it stopped roaring again and again .

Slamming her hands on the steering wheel , she ran toward the police station , her mind wasn't working properly . She just wanted to save Humza .

Grinning, she saw the police station from far away , she was about to step ahead. All of a sudden a van came blocking her view and next thing she was dragged inside, closing the door and slamming shut.

Luckily Khalid was there far away , his eyes widened , he ran to save his sister but the van drove off leaving him behind .

" SAYRA !" he screamed at the top of his lungs

Clutching his head , he had no idea what to do ..... in the middle of an empty road . His sister is kidnapped .

Suddenly something clicked on his mind and he knew where they were taking his sister .

" I am coming, Sayra " he muttered angrily .

Sayra woke up on the cold floor... grunting , she tried to move her hand only to notice it was tied . It was the same place where Humza kept in but more disgusting .

"Ahh.. " she screamed as she saw four girls sticking to the corner more scared than her .

" Wh- where am I?" her voice trembled .

" In my world " a female voice came out of the bar , turning her face , she saw a beautiful yet powerful aura standing in front of them with a sinister smirk on her face .

" Aww " she tilted her head " aren't you enjoying her "

Watching Sayra's terrified face , she burst into laughter .

" You are innocent just like your brother '' she made a tsk tsk sound crossing her arm . Few men standing behind her holding guns like in a flip she will sign them and they will shoot without a second thought .

" Jannat... " she recognised her .

" The one and only " she wink .

" Leave me, " Sayra growls .

Jannat both eyebrows raised at her courage " wow.... You are not scared "

" I only fear Allah ." She announced proudly .

Jannat clenches her fist..... " you really thought you can save your husband " she bares her teeth .

" Now your condition will be just like them " gritying out , she sign to the girls who was whimpering in the corner and walk away

Sayra sobs, not knowing what to do...

Khalid peeps through the large trees to see a few men guarding the gate with rifles in their hands .

" I am coming to Sayra .... "

" And you ?"

" How long you have been here " Sayra ask one of the girls

" three months, " she whispered . Samira's time in captivity was brutal. She tells her''I would only be given food if I worked. They would beat me with belts - the brothel owners and even customers - when I refused to work. I was forced to drink beer and alcohol. They burnt my hands with cigarettes . I cried a lot and begged them to let me go home. I overheard the owner say that it was my brother-in-law who sold me to them,'' says Samira sobbing out loud .

Sayra put her hands on her... " don't worry , my brother is on his way... he will save us " she said with determination .

She heard Khalid scream and she knew very well till now , he must have reached here to save her.

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Can anyone guess what happen next ??