𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱

Every next level of your life will demand a different you.

A A H I L -

As soon as he entered the haveli, he was engulfed in a hug by the old aged woman who was in her mid seventies. Aahil warmly smiles at her, the woman kissed her forehead.

"Assalamualaikum beejaan."

Aahil greeted her with a salam, she smiles at her him and cupped his cheeks.

"WalekumAssalam, kaisa hai?"

She questioned him, beejaan's gaze went on zayna who was standing beside Aahil, she observed her and moved towards her.

"Zayna? Sahi pehchana na?"

Beejaan asked her while cupping her cheeks. Zayna gave her a small smile and nodded her head.

"Jee."

She said, meanwhile beejaan's eyes went teary and she recited some verses of the Qur'an and blew it on her and then on Aahil.

"Bilkul apni maa, ramsha ke jesi dikhti hun beti."

As soon as the words left bee Japan's mouth, Zayna found her eyes getting moist. She didn't even remembered her mother face, she was just 3 years old when her mother dies, Zayna felt herself in a hug from beejaan, while Aahil just stood there watching them.

"Chalo bacho mei tum dono ko tumhara kamra dikha du, phir uske baad tmhe milna bhi toh hai na yahan ki Ahwaam se."

Beejaan said with a smile, they both nodded at her words and moved behind her.

Zayna was busy staring at the magnificent haveli and admiring it. Beejaan had told her, she often used to come to this haveli with her mother. They both stopped and beejaan showed them their room.

"Acha bacho, shaam ke waqt aap log neeche aa jaiyega, mei aap ke kapde bhij wa dungi."

Beejaan said with a smile and left from there, Zayna moved inside the room and Aahil shutted the door behind her. She stood there observing the room and sighed.

She turned back and saw Aahil standing behind her, he raised his eyebrows at her. She took a deep breath and sat on a bed.

"Ayna, tum thk hona?!"

He questioned her sitting beside her, she hummed in response and laid on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Aahil stare at her face and gently caresses her hair.

Aahil again looked at her, she was sleeping, he shook his head and smiles at her. He made her lay on the bed and covered her with a duet, he kissed her forehead.

He heard the sound of his phone, he pulled it out from his pocket and looked at the caller id, it was Asher Calling him, he slide the screen to pick up the call.

"Hello Bhai?"

Asher said on the other side of the call.

"Haan bolo?"

Aahil asked.

"Bhai, Feroze is alive."

Asher said and sighed in frustration.

"I knew."

Aahil calmly said making Asher shocked.

"How did you know it? Well, i have something important to tell you, that day when I had shot Feroze and he was taken to hospital by some of our man. He was alive at that time. He escaped from the hospital and even he had killed Mehmood Qureshi because he knew that if he won't kill him then surely Mehmood Qureshi would tell us the name of the real culprit."

He paused and took a deep breath. Aahil was listening to him carefully.

"And I had told Haris too investigate about all this and the result which had come from his investigation tell us that the real culprit is Asfandyar sahab."

He said making Aahil's eyes widened. He had never expected Asfandyar sahab to do all this.

"What? Asfandyar sahab? Asher hosh mei toh ho? Kya keh rahe ho?"

Aahil said.

"Bhai, mei hosh mei hun aap khud hi gor kariye in sab baaton pe jese hi phupho aur phupha ki death Hui vese hi Asfandyar sahab America shift ho gaye. Alam phupha unke hi bete thain unhone Wajdan Bhai aur haris Tak ke baare mei nahi socha ki vo dono akele kese rahenge yahan par, aur toh aur

He was always jealous of our grandfather, even vo aur hamare dada sage bhai thain, he never allowed Alam phupha to marry ramsha phupho, yahan par toh Alam phupha ki marzi thi kyuki vo ramsha phupho se mohabbat karte thain, vo iss shaadi ke khilaf thain, ussi din unhone Alam phupha se rishta tor diya tha voh toh media ke dar se aur unki jo reputation thi iss wajah se unhe Alam phupha aur ramsha phupho ke apne ghar mei rakhna parha."

He said and took a deep breath, Aahil was totally amused by the sudden revelations.

"And then, jab hamari family aur ramsha phupho ki family last time vacations manane apni purani haveli aaye thain tab hi Mehmood Qureshi ne hamare upar attack kara tha, he hadn't shot the bullet on us, he had shot the bullet on ramsha phupho and Alam phupha because it was Asfandyar sahab who had told him to kill them. "

Asher said, his eyes were moist well he got the love of his ramsha phupho, she was his partner in crime and today also he missed her alot.

"Asher mujhe ek baat samajh nahi aayi, Asfandyar sahab ne yeh sab Kara kyu?"

"Bhai, it's simple his ego was hurted. Our dadajaan, Ataullah Sultan had insulted him for treating Alam phupha like this, bhai yeh sab daulat aur shohrat ke liye nhi hua hai yeh sab toh unhone apni zid mei Kara tha. Zid aur Anna bhot buri cheez hai insan ke sage rishton tak ko barbad kar deti hai."

Asher said, Aahil wasn't able to believe that a father could kill his own son for his so called ego.

"Ab hame kya karna chaiye? Jahan tak baat hai Feroze ki usko toh mei sambhal lunga, Asfandyar sahab ke baare mei kya karna chaiye?"

Asher questioned him, Aahil took a deep breath and looked at Zayna's sleeping figure.

"Yeh faisla ham zayna, Wajdan aur Haris ke upar chor dete hai vahi unka faisla karenge ab. Yeh unka haq hai."

Aahil said to him, Asher nodded at his words and cutted the call.

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H A R I S

"Drama queen."

Haris muttered under his breath and looked at his room which was all messed up with clothes. Well, all thanks to his wife who had made this mess and know haris has to cleaned it.

"Haris, yeh wala dekhyen, acha hai na?"

She said showing a three piece black suit to him, Haris rolled his eyes and nodded in no. He doesn't prefer to wear suits, he only prefers casuals.

Nayab made a face and looked at him.

"But kyu? Yeh itna acha toh hai?"

She said pointing at that suit, Haris shook his head and exhale the breathe.

"But I don't like to wear suits."

Haris said looking at her and moved towards the dressing table and took out his watch.

"Then why it is in your almira?"

She questioned him, Haris was getting irritated by her back to back questions.

"Yaar nayab please, sar mei dard mat karo, jao yahan se."

He said sitting on a bed, Nayab was stumbled by his sudden outburst, her eyes went moist. She took a shaky breathe and wiped the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry, if i disturbed you."

She said slowly and left from there. Haris rubbed his forehead in frustration. Haris tried to stop her but she had already left. This was the first time he had talked with her like this. He cursed himself for letting out his anger on her and moved beside her.

Sometimes we hurt the ones unknowingly who loves us more then we love ourselves.

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