Entracing Tales

Chapter Three

Ighsaan. Pov.

After I left home I drove straight to work.

As I entered the office everyone stood up to greet me. Everyone fears me because I don't take nonsense. If you are wrong you are wrong. I won't take sides. The elevator door opens making me walk straight to my office. I sat down and started thinking about life.

I was a very soft person but after Ammi died things changed. Abbu didn't remain the way he was. He was always trying to make things work and see to the business and home. After he felt I'm responsible enough to take over the business he hardly paid any attention to it. I don't understand how did he even get the idea of getting married. If he didn't marry her things would have been different. He would have been alive. She killed him. She should have died instead.

I opened my bag to take out my documents when I saw the disk. Wondering what it was I removed it from the cover and inserted it into the laptop. It looked like someone's wedding when it started to play but it was very dead compared to usual weddings. When I saw the bride it shocked me. I started skipping scenes and it brought tears to my eyes. I judged an innocent girl. My father must have tricked her into this marriage. How can her parents get her married? I think this is was Fatima bi tried telling me all these months but I didn't want to hear anything holding her responsible for everything. How stupid can I be

Removing the disk from the laptop I hid it in my pocket as know should know about it. I have to destroy it. Grabbing my phone I called Ibrahim as rushed out of my office to my car.  

"Hello," he answered.

"Ibrahim where is she? Where is  Afreen?" I asked in a worried  tone.

"She left home," he answered.

"Go and look for her now," I said as I started the car and drove like a mad man looking around for her. I cannot believe my father. How could he? That child. She is so young.

As I drove I saw Ibrahim with some men. He was holding someone by the collar.

Parking my car I rushed but only saw clothes and a bag.

"What happen?" I asked.

"This is Afreen's bag.  They tried to rob her he said making my blood boil. I called the police they should be here he said and not long after We heard the siren noise.

"Ibrahim go with them. I'll look for her. Which way did she go?: I shouted as I grabbed one of them by the collar. They pointed in the direction she went in making me push him and rush to the car. I hope she is okay. If anything happens to her I will never forgive myself.

I drove and noticed a park. Maybe she is there I thought as parked the car and started looking around. I  when I saw a girl sitting near the lake. As I approached her I saw her face. It was Afreen.

"Afreen, I called making her jump as she heard my voice. I noticed she was crying and she was in a bad shape.

"What happened?" I asked as I sat in front of her.

She looked scared. Her lip was bleeding and her left cheek had a handprint on it. Then I noticed she isn't in her hijab and her dress is torn.

Taking off my jacket I placed it over her shoulders. She was trembling. I saw her hand was cut bleeding.

I took out my handkerchief to stop the bleeding and went to touch her hand but she pulled back.

"Afreen. Don't be scared I just want to stop the bleeding. I won't hurt you," I said trying to gain her trust. She hesitantly bright her hand forward as I wrapped it.