Radhe told Ali everything.
As he heard it, he was trembling. He didn't know she was going through all that.
Ali: "Where is she now?"
Radhe: "At Fawaz's house."
Ali: "Do you know where it is located?"
Radhe: "Of course."
Ali: "Good. We will bring her back home."
Radhe: "Today?"
Ali: "Today."
Suddenly Sajid came in.
Sajid: "Oh, I thought you might need my help to beat those guards. Never mind. So, what are we going to do now?"
Ali: "We will barge into their house and rescue Shiza from the claws of the devil."
Radhe and Sajid: "Let's do it!"
Shiza's mother went to Ali.
Shiza's mother: "Son, I didn't know that Fawaz was this kind of a guy. I beg you. Please bring her back."
She started crying.
Ali was feeling her.
Ali: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to your daughter. We will bring her back."
The three walked to the door. Ali, Radhe and Sajid. The trio.
Fawaz, Ghani and Shiza were at a big terrace on the top of the house. Sitting and drinking tea.
Suddenly a phone rang. It was Fawaz's phone.
Fawaz: "Excuse me." He stood up and received the call. It was a private number.
Fawaz: "Yes?"
"Congratulation on passing the last six months of your life."
Fawaz: "Hey, who is this?"
"Your end, your destiny and your ruin."
Fawaz: "Stop talking nonsense. What do you want?"
"Your life."
Fawaz: "What?"
"Look to the fields behind your house."
Fawaz made a sign to his father, and both went to the other edge of the terrace.
They saw a man standing in the middle of the fields.
Fawaz: "Atif?"
Shiza < What? He is here??? >
Ali: "Atif. Ali. I'm known by many names."
Ali turned off his phone.
Fawaz: "He survived in prison? Damn it."
Ghani: "Don't worry. He won't even come near our home."
Ghani took out a remote.
Ali started walking towards the house.
Ghani started pressing the buttons on it.
Then Ali heard a strange noise. He looked around and realised he was surrounded by mines.
Suddenly all exploded at once. The smoke was everywhere.
Ghani laughed.
Ghani: "See. That's how easy it is when the enemy appears in front of your door."
Fawaz: "Look closer!"
Ghani: "What?"
Ali ran out of the smoke with his jacket on fire.
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Kismat
Lãng mạnIn some destinies it is not written that they will be happy. In some destinies it is not written that they will ever be happy. In some destinies it is not written that they will find love. In some destinies it is not written that they will die with...