Son âme précieuse

An Unknown Man

A week later he was back to Pakistan and it's been five days since he had came back and as usual everyone in the haveli greeted him with same enthusiasm as they did for the first time when he came after 8 years and now as soon as he came back there were lots of things waiting for him to get done few of them were the dispute between Malik's and khan's and another one was the most important of all Her! She has been avoiding him ever since he came yes she is been so cautious of his presence his arrival and that was freaking irking him to no end.

He was in the middle of Malik's land talking to the heads of farmers when one of the farmer approached him while breathing heavily.

" زما سره مرسته وکړئ ملک صاحب"

(Zama sirah marstah wakri Malik Sahib= help me help me Mr Malik)

"څه پیښ شو" he asked in his deep serious voice making the man gulped hardly.

(Seemah pokhen sho= what happened?)

"زما لور یوه اونۍ وړاندې وتښتول شوه..." The man began telling him about his problem or you could say a miserable situation he was going through.

(Zama loor you ooni warrandi o takhentol sho= My daughter was kidnapped a week ago--)

"اونۍ مخکې؟ ایا تاسو په چا شک درلود؟" he asked looking at the man with frown adorning his handsome face.

(Ooni makhki?? Aya tasou peh Cha shak darlod= week ago? Did you suspect anyone?)

"نه پوهیږم چې هغه یوازې یو ملګری لري"the man told him remembering his daughter's friend.

(Nah pohekhenam chi yawazi yomal Kari lari= Don't know she has only one friend)

"اندیښنه مه کوئ موږ به ستاسو لور ولټوو" he said patting the man's shoulder assuring him about the safety of his daughter.

(Andikhen nah mah kawi moghay beh satasou loor waltouu= Don't worry we will search your daughter )

The man kissed his hands several times thanking him again and again for giving him hopes of his daughter coming back to him safe and sound.

After the man left he pull out his phone from his white kameez pocket dialing few numbers before putting it back and patrolling around the area talking to some more farmers about the condition of few crops they had recently grow.

(Kameez= Pakistani traditional dress/ long shirt)

Call me if any problem arise I'll be going now as I have other things to attend, saying that he left.

Nashwa Hammad POV

It's been a week since lala was back from London and the whole five days I have been ignoring him yes I was avoiding him at any cost even eating breakfast earlier than usual then left for college with bakshu chacha and coming back being very cautious of his presence and also eating dinner later when everyone was done and sleep.

It was the middle of night and I was working on another new painting when my stomach grumble with hunger as I glanced at the wall clock to see the time which was showing its past one hour so getting up I wore my sleepers and went downstairs to get something to eat.

Making my way inside the kitchen I opened the fridge to see for the leftovers of tonight's dinner but found nothing only some few fruits were present making me groan in annoyance how the hell nothing was left in the dinner did they just ate everything ugh I even told Palwasha aapi to save me some meal saying that I would be working on my new painting guess she forgot.

" داسې نور شته چې د خوړو په ارزښت پوهیږي" his deep yet authorative voice resonate in the kitchen making me flinch slightly at my place.