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Ahmad's P.O.V

I opened my eyes and saw i was in a hospital. Numerous machines were attached to my body and the only thing I could hear was the sounds produced by them. Now I can feel that I don't have much time left. I need to clear all the mess before I die. With my death, the dreadful past would have to die.

I was struggling to speak when I saw Anwar entering my room, someone whom I needed the most at that time.

"Ahmad! Why are you moving?" He came and fixed me to the place.

"Anwar! You have to clear the cas....

"Don't worry! I have handled the case." He said and i nodded.

I know he is the one who I can rely on. He is my friend since childhood and i trust him the most.

"Anwar!" I whispered as my breath was sticking.

"You don't have to speak, please take rest." He said and hold my hands but i don't have enough time left as i am going to rest in conflicts forever.

"I..I d..don't have enough t..time." i hardly managed to speak.

"Shut up!!! You are going to be fine and i promise you I will handle everything." He said in frustration as he can't see me dying because all he had was me and all i had was him when we both were alone.

"An..Anwar, in m..my room I h..have kept s..some enve.. envelope w.. with names attached to them. G..give those envelopes to respective na..names." i whispered and he looked at me confused.

"An..and the di..diary. End it! As a..as my body dissolves in s..soil let th..that diary dissolved too and end the p..past right after my death." I said and he got more frustrated.

"You are not going to die, I will save you. Please!" He said and hold my hands closer to his chest.

"I can see....hell! H..her pain and anger will l..lead me to hell!" I said and Anwar nodded as a no.

"She neither hated you nor she was mad. She was heartbroken!"
He said and i let my tears fall.

"You have mistaken her love. If she has one good deed left to enter Paradise she will give it to you so that you can  be saved from the punishment of hellfire! She always loved you." Anwar said and now after knowing how much she loved me more regret covered my heart. I never deserved her love.

"N..never l.. leave m..my son alone...................

Anwar's P.O.V

I was going to answer him but then the beep sound and the straight line of machine made the floor slipped beneath my feet. I looked at his face, his eyes closing and lips apart. His breath stopped.

I understood it was my last conversation with my beloved friend. I let my tears fall and hold his cold hand tightly as this was the last time I am seeing him. I lost my friend.

He could have lived if he wanted to but he lost hopes and most importantly the tag of a criminal on a Person who was a saviour of peace was not less than a painful death. I covered his face with the blanket and hugged him tightly.

Zaviyar's P.O.V

"Amaan i think we should go!" I said and took out my fishing rod from the pond.

"Why? We haven't eve...

"Amaan it's already been more than one hour. We should go now!"

Amaan's P.O.V

After so long we came here for fishing but Zaviyar was lost somewhere. He wasn't cheerful like before and now he wanted to go home. As far as i know fishing was something that he likes a lot.

"Okay! Let me clear this mess. Then we will leave." I said and he nodded. I was gathering our stuffs and picked up the bucket of fish.

Suddenly my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and it was Mr. Anwar's call. I picked it up and the bucket of fish fell from my hands.

Zaviyar's P.O.V

I was helping Amaan collecting our stuffs when someone called him. He picked it up and the bucket fell from his hands. I looked at him with widened eyes and tears dropped from his eyes. He was freezed as if he has seen some ghosts. I went to him and touch his shoulder.

""Amaan! Are you okay?" I said and jerked him but he wasn't responding anything.

"Zaviyar.....Baba!!!".............

Anwar's P.O.V

I gathered myself. This is the time where I have to be the strongest as i have to deal with everything. I already informed Amaan and i was standing in the corridor looking at the news flashing on the TV.

"Mr. Dawar and Mrs. Seren found dead in the abandon place. Reports are stating that they shot each other due to the conflict of the property papers."

I sighed.

I looked at the officers and nodded.

"We have done everything as you said." The officer said and i shook hand with them.

"Our name shouldn't be involved in this at any cost." I ordered and they bowed and left.

I looked at the room where the dead body was kept covering in the white sheets. Our bonds and the time we spent together flashed in my mind. I smiled sadly wishing the old times can come back.

I was sitting in the corridor when I heard running footsteps coming towards me. I looked up and saw Zaviyar and Amaan approaching me. They stopped at their track and i stood up.

"Baba!" Zaviyar whispered and his eyes were full of tears.

I looked down and then looked in the room where his Baba's body was kept.

He followed my gaze and with slow steps went to the glass window. His whole body was covered with white sheets and only his head was visible.

Zaviyar touched the glass window, unable to express his pain, his words weren't coming out. The tears were flowing non stop and falling on the ground.

"Baba!" He tried to speak but it all came out as a whisper which has a lot of pain and longings.

"Baba!!!" He again called hoping his baba will react this time and come back to him. But it wasn't of any use.

"BABA!!!" He shouted his lungs out and started banging the glass window making it crack to certain level.

I and officers came and hold him but he was trying his hard to get free from our grip. But leaving him wasn't a good idea as he will hurt himself.

"BABA!! LEAVE ME!" He screamed again and no body can feel the pain he was going through.

"Zaviyar please stop." Amaan came and hugged him tightly.
Zaviyar stopped and hugged Amaan tightly.

"Baba!" He said and fell down on the floor. Amaan hold him tightly and let his tears out.

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