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The windy air was making the age old building more scary, air passing as if gushes of cold wind which could make anyone shudder due to the proximity of horror feeling the environment emitted
Inside was a broken flickering light and under it was a man tied to a chair, his mouth taped and hands tied behind the chair
A scary man with cut marks on his skin and draped in a brown attire with brown shawl wrapped around his shoulders was sitting on another chair their
"Shehryaar Sultan.." he mumbled to himself and laughed a laugh so evil that even the small ants which resided their scurried away from the horrendous being
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"Mustafa!, take out all the tabs we've kept on our associates and close people, every single person, and I'm sure one of the Sultan's is hiding somewhere..it wasn't Shehryaar who was shot..it was Shahzain who the culprit had shot"
"Sir..how did you..?" Mustafa was hell of confused as his boss was one of kind, angry at the right time, right when someone's doom was awaiting them
"Someone is too eager to be shot dead"
"But sir if it wasn't Haya's family who had killed then what will you do with her?"
"I will simply divorce her, if she doesn't have any connection with the murderer"
"Don't you like her?"
Mustafa and Yazan had been close and like siblings since they were babies so it was okay for Mustafa to dig deep and find out what his boss was upto
"It's not the time for this and moreover whatever it be, I'll just divorce her if she's not involved, she deserves much better"
And with that another shattering of glass was heard and this time without beating around the bush they scurried to the security room and saw that the camera was switched off and when opened it was totally blank
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they have been hacked.
Asking for a coffee he called his personal investigator and asked him to check all the suspicious ones
what he didn't knew was he was cheated, this one, big time
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On the other hand Gul was pacifying Haya to eat something, the morning had left her baffled, she wasn't used to loud noise and the first time she had heard them was when she got traumatized
It was as if all her will had gone, she never had a mother and now that when she had someone she couldn't bring herself for it
Afraid that when she would cry, she would yell at her
Just then Yazan entered the room and saw his wife and chachi their, Gul was relieved when she saw Yazan and told him to make Haya eat and left the two alone
"Kha liya karo, Shehryaar ko pata chala ke mai uski eklauti behen ko khana nahi khilata tou naraz hoga or Shahzain apni kabr se bahar aake meri jaan lega" his words had Haya's eyes wide and teary
"Sherry bhai zinda hain? Bataye na, vo thik haina? Batayein? Aapne unse baat ki? Unko dekha? Unhone khana khaya haina? Unki chotein? Sab sahi hai? Bataiye? Vo-"
Yazan all the while just watched his wife ramble and finally putting the plate aside pulled her to his chest
His one hand on her head and the other one on her waist, holding her tight and secure
he knew she was worried, he was too.
Before their enmity Shehryaar and Yazan used to be bestfriends, they still were, but things changed and I guess people changed,
but their relation did not.
Even though their father's were sworn enemies they still were bestfriends and that was how, that day on his birthday, he saw his wife, dressed up in a white churidar yelling Shehryaar's name and while she stayed-
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he gave his heart away
He's thankful to his bestfriend for the best birthday gift ever
He never got in depth as to what gets into him everytime he's around Haya, but all he knows is she's like Marijuana to which he's been addicted like a druggist
"Batayein na.." her head was pressed against his chest and voice came out muffled due to which the plead sounded too cute to him
"Haya, dekho..Shehryaar kahan hai abhi hume nahi pata, hum use dhundhenge thik hai? Please thoda sa kha lo? Shehryaar apne jij- chodo khao ye"
Making her empty the whole bowl of fruits, they didn't realize when it was dawn
Suddenly Yazan's phone pinged and it had Mustafa's message : sir, we've found who's after all this
Immediately dialing his number he put the phone on speaker so that Haya could also listen
But it wasn't Mustafa speaking, it was someone else and this time he was bubbled up with so much anger that the voice was enough to make him like that
He had been betrayed and cheated, he wouldn't leave that traitor
Immediately summoning Gul's presence in the room, he told them
"Aap dono salamat se rahein or agar Jafer chachu ya koi or bhi aata hai kehke ke maine bheja hai to use bilkul andar na aane dein, saare window or gates band rakhein or Mustafa ya Mohamed ke alawa kisi ko na aane dein, main aa jaunga wapis jaldi hi"
Kissing the pillars of his life, he was out
Some things shake you up with anger and same was with Yazan Ahmed Alif and someone was to see their doom
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