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"I'm kidnapped".

I pressured my brain to remember my landing over here, but all I could get was him following me. Nothing else. That means he drugged me.

How will anyone know about me? The small light coming from which I assumed to be a window on the backside showed faint sunlight, so it may be around Maghrib. Oh God, I missed Asr Salah. I didn't inform anyone that I will be meeting Sidra. What if no one comes to know about my whereabouts?

Note my intelligence, instead of finding the way out, I'm thinking of the whole world. I tried to loosen my arms which were tied to the chair with rope. It was not that tight if I turn them a few more times I would be free.

"Take it easy, babe." He said leaning against the door.

When did he come? and "babe?" Eww, who gave him the right to call me that? I looked at him, only to rise my blood pressure.

"Imran just let me go," I said clenching my teeth.

"Aww... my name sounds sweet in your mouth" I rolled my eyes. He was nearing me, Ya Allah! Save me now.

"I want to sort something, till then I'm sorry babe," he said and tightened the rope of my hands. Oh crap!

I will kill him for calling me by that term. I remained silent and watched his acts. He took a chair, which I didn't notice before, and sat opposite. Nice his stupid face is in front of my eyes.

"You know how much I lo.." Thank God his words were stopped by a phone call. "What?" he asked the person on the phone and left, leaving me behind. Which I was so thankful for.

I feel something in me when she is around. What was her name? Yeah, Aimen. She just passed by me and my eyes were stuck on her.

"Bhai, come on" Sidra woke me from my thoughts by pulling my shirt like a kid.

"Yeah," I said and went towards creamy, our favorite ice cream parlor. I looked at her for the last time but something inside me sensed some wrong. She was frequently looking behind while walking. I just want to make sure if she was okay.

"Sidra it's the time for Asr salah let's go home, we will be late," I said.

"But bhai we still have.." I interrupted her before she could persuade me "I have got some work and I promise to take you out some other day, for now, let's go".

She mumbled something under her breath. I shoot her a glance, "What? let's go" She said with a frown. I will be having a hard time making up with her, but it can wait for later.

Thanks to Sidra, she asked the driver to drive the car, because my sister doesn't have the faith in me. To a certain extent, she is right, I would have not taken her to all shops. "You go home, I got some work to be done". She obeyed me, but something's gonna come. If Sidra remains silent then consider a problem is about to come.

"You gonna pay for this," She said popping her head out of the window. Told you.

The car passed me. I looked at that girl, Aimen, she was not so far. Something caught my attention, a man was following her. He was the same person who got in a fight with me. This made me follow her. I had some inner feelings to protect her.

They took a left turn. It was quite difficult to keep pace as I was far behind. I turned the street and my eyes met with the most dangerous sight. Aimen was unconscious and that man was pushing her inside the car. Before I could stop, the car moved. I jumped into the auto-rickshaw and asked the driver to follow the car.

I was looking horrible right now. My hands were aching so much. I looked for my bag which was lying in the corner of the room. I tried to free my hands but it was only a waste.

"Baby, how are you?" He asked leaning to the door frame.

"Enjoying," I said rolling my eyes.

A few strands of my hair were out from the hijab, I tried to push it.

"Let me help you," he said and was about to touch my hijab. No. I started to recite Ayatul kursi.