His Redemption

Chapter 11

Anwar's POV

Sometimes it's difficult to move on especially when you're the one that has committed unforgivable sin, as there'll always be something that will remind you of the injustice that you've done to an innocent person. And not just any person but the person that you had once claimed to love with your whole heart, the person that you promised to always be there for them, stand by their side, a person that gave you everything to the extent that they had nothing left for themselves, a person that would've done anything just to see you happy, a person that was so innocent and believed in the goodness of others as the evils of this cruel and awful world hasn't touched them.

To me this said person was NAZREEN. just the thought of her name is enough to make my heart beat radically, and honestly, I still can't grasp the idea that, the most beautiful, kind woman that I once had a privilege to call my own is no longer alive. And to top it off, she's not alive because of me and only me.

If only I could've just believed her, if only i had not been such a prideful bastard then, the woman that I love would've been here with me along with our child.

Sighing heavily is an action that I seem to be constantly doing these days specifically when I think about my beautiful flower.

"ANWAR," am jolted out of my thoughts by a shout of my name from Bilal who is sitting on my right side, frowning at me "am sorry I spaced out on you, what were you saying?" I ask as him however, instead of answering me, he keeps on frowning and his eyes are staring at me with a sad thoughtful look, then he answers with his very own question "you were thinking of her, weren't you?". Without missing a beat, I answer him "yes.... I was".

"Anwar, bro, you need to let her go need try to forgive yourself it's been a while now, not only that you've got the biggest mafia empire to run and the cherry on top is that we've moved to a new place. Meaning it's time to plan our strategy on how to take down the enemy we're facing right now" I know what Bilal is saying is comes from his heart, but, I can't just turn of my feelings, my guilt and the constant longing for the woman that I love.

"I know, Bilal that what am to myself isn't healthy but can you try to put yourself into my shoes for once, do you know the constant pain that am in?" I ask him while my gaze shift from him to the beautiful scenery that in front of us. Who knew that one day I'll move into a small little town. The town might be small but it's as if there's something pooling me here, something powerful that I can sense it in the air, if that even makes sense. Moreover, my heart feels a bit lightweight since I stepped foot into this cozy little town. It's as if it knows that something that am longing for is here just waiting to be discovered.

"I know it's hard Anwar, don't you think that am also full of guilt and regret, because when I came to rescue both, instead of believing that Nazreen wouldn't betray you. Instead of standing up for her and protect her, I chose you." Bilal answers back my question, and for the first time since the truth about Nazreen came out, I see the look of defeat, anger, anguish and regret. "but Anwar, we can't let the pain override our own mentality because Nazreen wouldn't want that, I know it's a low blow to say it due to the circumstances and awful things we'd done to her but I would like to believe that she would've wanted us to be happy" he adds

Breathing in the fresh air, I shift to business mode changing the subject from the personal matter to the problem we're currently facing "did you find anything from the attack, that could give us direction to who exactly attacked us and not in any place but inside my very own home, with my family and friends in it?" I ask him, as I feel anger start to override me. When I get the motherfucking bastard that dared to attack me and my family specifically targeting my son. When I get him I'll make sure he regrets the day he got into my bad side, I'll make him bleed.

"I found something, but you're not going to like it" he says, looking straight into my eyes gauging my reaction. But he doesn't get anything out of me as my face is devoid of any emotion. "get on with it, what did you find?" I ask him this time my voice dark and full of authority, but what he says next gets me so angry to the extent that am clenching my teeth and my hands fold into a fist. "Anwar we've got a mole among us, someone has betrayed you and is very close to you."