CHAPTER 13 - YOU CAN'T

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Afreen Pov – I couldn't believe the fact that my car was being followed or someone was there in that event protecting me! Ali even after a thousand tries couldn't sleep and I on the other hand don't know what to think. Just one thing roaming inside my head that my life won't be the same veer again. No matter how powerful you are if you're good but there always be and evil dominating person to take over your beautiful life. Slowly the plane came towards the ending and Zaid fear increased. "what's the update on Ahad family?" I said trying not to stutter

Zaid – "Afreen" all her attention were now on me, my words.

Afreen – "bolo" (speak) is something wrong why is he sounding that way

Zaid – she trusts me with her life. How can I just say it. "let's leave and be quick" I held her hand and left the aeroplane trying on to glance anywhere but the floor

Afreen – leaving the aeroplane, I just had that feeling of something not being right. The airport seemed less occupied that usual. I mean we are in Dubai airport one of the busiest airports in the world "something is off, look the airport it's just empty" my hand on my head, tired and frighten who thought, I'll ever be in such a state

Zaid – "it's 3am Afreen what do you want, not everyone can get a glance from stupid mafia right?" the way she's acting today is just not Afreen. Someone whose hopeful, energetic and smart

Afreen – "why on earth are you shouting on me? As if I begged him to destroy my life?" while I'm worried and people like Zaid who are coward makes me argumentative and angry.

Zaid – "okay so it's you all the ride I thought its someone with your face mask on" to be honest I'm legitimately relaxed now. I chuckled seeing her annoyed face I was missing this fellow.

Afreen – "omg what a joke LAME" I said hitting him on the chest, his fake ouch face is my hope in this cruel world. "I thought I was trapped for my whole life"

Zaid – "speaking of truth, I'm not sure of what's going to happen but remember Afreen not to end up like his mother. You have to fight till your last breath! We are Memon not like them but proud, hospitable Memon who don't give up easily. You were always a helpful girl INSHALLAH Allah SWT will also help you" I felt like her dad at the moment but my words did soothe her. "now fix your hijab its falling" I smirked knowing she always hate when I become protective of her. She's my milk sister (meaning – Afreen as an infant drank the milk of Zaid mother which makes Zaid and Afreen milk siblings, meaning they can't be married and are mahram to one another)

Afreen – "you are a freak" I wasn't satisfied "over yr. hato" I pushed him (don't cross your limit). Being a brother, he is he came back. I looked at him smiling as I never felt alone knowing everyone from my family is here. The automatic doors opened up and my smiling eyes lifted from my brother's handsome face to a tall structure leaning on his black Bugatti with many BMWS with armed mans. His eyes were chilled, hands folded on to his chest, hair neatly pulled up and wedding sherwani with few buttons opened up. No, it can't be AHAD and this smile vanished, I held Zaid hand and tried running not before I heard a firing shot and the blood oozing from Zaid chest he fell with a loud bump on the floor. "ZAID, NO ZAID YOU CAN'T DO THIS I I NEED YOU MY MY BROTHER" I CRIED, I didn't even care of my hijab opened up revealing up my hair, I was just shaking Zaid that he makes up. Lumbs on my throat and teary eyes making it harder.

Ahad – "tch tch tch" I slowly took my steps towards her and sat right next to the side of that craps dead body, opposite of my bride "alas you killed your family" I didn't give her a chance to recover from one trauma that I forced her with another.

Afreen – I looked at him to see his rocky cold eyes giving a glimpse of the anger he has that didn't quietened even after taking my brother life's "where is my family, AHAD what did you do??" I shockingly got up and saw the blood everywhere, my hands, my dress and his shirt, I lost my balance, my head spinning hard and I fell hard on the floor.

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