بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ

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In the name of Allah, the Entirely Merciful, the Especially Merciful.

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Episode - 3

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Where are you, Idrissss and Gulnoorrr? A voice was heard from the outside of the room.

I think Mom is searching for us. "Let's come on, buddy," Doll said to Idris. Idris replied, "OK, let's go."

"Mom, we are here," Doll said quickly to his mother.

I was searching for you everywhere. What were both of you doing? Mrs. Humayun said these in a fast voice.

Mom, actually we were praying, Doll told her.

Really? Mrs. Humayun asked in a shock voice.

Then she added, "OK, let's go." Everyone is waiting at the dining table.

With great love and affection, Mrs. Humayun said to Idris, "Let's come on, son." I have prepared a lot of things for you, especially your favourite biryani. I hope you like it. "

OK, Gulnaar Chachi, and thank you for the biryani, Idris said to her aunt with great affection.

They came to be in the dining room.

They came to be in the dining room. Everyone is seated at the dining table. Mr. Hashmi sits in front seat next to his wife, Sayeeda Bibi.

Mr. Humayun and his wife, Gulnaar, and daughter, Gulnoor, sit on the right side.

Mrs. Hasim and Idris are sitting in front on the left-hand side. Everyone enjoyed the delicious dishes and different recipes, and there was a cook and two servers to serve them.

While they were eating sweets, Mrs. Hashmi asked her husband when our loved one would come.

Yes, Grandpa, when will handsome Amca come? Doll also asked him very excitedly.

Well, I have sent the driver to receive him from the airport. He will be here soon. Mr. Hashmi responded to them and asked Idris, "When will your father come?"

"He said that he would be here at 9:00 p.m. I think he must be busy," Idris replied quickly.

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This is the scene of Istanbul's airport. Where the driver is waiting by holding a board in his hand. A young man, age 23 or 24, is coming from the airport. A man, possibly his secretary, was running behind him, holding his suitcase. The man recognised the driver, who was waiting for him. The driver also recognised his boss's son. So, he quickly opened the door of the car. The young man sits, and his secretary and the driver take their seats in front of the car. Then the car starts and, after 30 minutes, stops in front of the Hasmis Palace. The driver and the secretary quickly get out of the car and open the door. Then the young man, in full style, gets out of the car.

Then his secretary asked, "Sir, may I accompany you to your home, or is my work done here, sir?"

Am I telling you? Your work is done. So why are you thinking that your work is completed here? "Take my suitcase and deliver it to my room," the young man said angrily, and ordered him to another task.

But, sir, the secretary was trying to say something, but his boss's voice interrupted him, "OK, you are fired." The young man turned to his driver and said, "Ali Dad ( the driver), I want my suitcase to my room in 5 mints," and then he walked to the palace, which is his home.

The secretary now can't believe that he has been fired with no faults. He was trying his best to continue his job under his angry boss, but it was only a month ago that he joined this secretary's work. And now, taking a long breath, he went, because he knew it was the end of his secretary's job. He has been fired, and also knows that his boss, if he says anything, this will be a stone line. It can't be changed. He would never change his words.

The driver quickly takes the suitcase and runs to his boss's son's room. He knows it's not his work. But he also knows his boss's son's anger. He doesn't want to be fired like the secretary, so he quickly uses his legs and hands. He sometimes thinks his boss's son is the main boss; his way of talking, his way of walking, his way of dressing, is like that he is the king of this palace. It is possible because he is the king by name, whether it be in his nature or the impact of his name. He behaves like a king or great king, and all the world is his people, his subjects.

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Good evening, beautiful people." "Dad, I am back." The young man said to his father, Abdur Rahman Hashmi, with great happiness.

Oh, my son, I'm very happy to see you. Hashmi Sahab responded by hugging him. We were waiting for you.

The young man turned to his mother and his brother, Mr. Humayun, and hugged them one by one.

His mother, Sayeeda Bibi, said to him, " Oh, my son, After 20 days, we met. I miss you a lot, my lion. "

He replied, "I know mom, I missed you too. I love you so much. "

I'm also here. You are ignoring me? Doll said in an angry voice.

Where are you? I couldn't see you. Oh, where are you? "I can't see," Oh my eyes, he said to her with a laugh and took her in his lap.

OMG, Idris is also here to meet me. Selam ( Salam in Turkish) bhabhi, hello, Idris, he said when he saw Idris and his mother.

As-salamu alaykum Chachu. Yes, I'm here to meet you. Baba will come in to meet you. We will go tomorrow, Idris said to him with great happiness.

Idris, Walekum assalam, then we'll have fun tonight, he replied.

Come to my room after 5 minutes, Doll. He took her off to his lap and said, "I have something special for you."

Then he turned to his dad and said, "I'm coming in 10 minutes," and went to his room to freshen up.

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Let's meet the smart, handsome, charming, lovable, attractive and dashing young man who is our novel's protagonist.

He walks like a king, just like a lion walking in his jungle. His way of talking is just as amazing as he is, a mixture of Turkish and English accents in his tongue. Not only does he walk, talk, and act like a king, but his name is also a king of kings, Hakan Hashmi. Hakan means King, Supreme Ruler, Great King, Emperor. If we say he is just like his name, it can't be wrong.

He is a 23-year-old young man, the youngest son of Abdur Rahman Hashmi and Sayeeda Bibi. Not only his family, but everyone loves him most because of his personality. He is the favourite uncle of Idris and Gulnoor.

He has just completed a BA (hons) in Architecture from Cambridge University, England, and returned to his family one year ago. He joined his father's business when his father convinced him.

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I want to share some personal views.

It's better to not read the following.

I personally don't like comments. So, please don't appreciate my work. I only like questions and criticism. I'm giving you permission to point out my faults. But first you have to find my faults, which I have committed in this episode as well as in my whole work. So, as you have already read this story, tell me my mistakes. Let's see how intelligent you are. And what a fool I am. I'm making mistakes and telling you to find out. Is it not funny?

What should I say about my story? It's nothing but an immature girl's imagination. I know you won't like it.