Flashback

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A little walk down to lanes of that horrific night,
   Finally the call of Zeeshan's got connected…almost after trying for thousands of times. "Hey, my crazy Zohi. I'm absolutely fine, child. It…was just a minor injury which the soldiers have made an issue about. And Shahriar also told me how you absolutely blackmailed him to come here. You didn't do that right, Sweetheart. Both you and Fay need him more than I do. I….."Zeeshan was speaking on and on and on…not even letting the other party say anything.
    "Bhai…Bhaijaan…."Fayza almost whispered, she was unable to form any further sentences. Tears were continuously streaming down her cheeks…like waterfalls. "F…Fay! What has happened, Baby? Why are you crying? Is…is everything alright?"Zeeshan halted at first…his breath hitched in extreme worry as soon as his mind registered that it was not Zohra with whom he was speaking, on top of that his baby Fay was actually crying.
"No, Bhaijaan. A…Api…sa..save her. Bring her back to me. I..I want my Api back,"Fayza said in between her sobs. She was crying heavily. Hearing her words, his heartbeat quickened in panic. Zeeshan felt as if someone was pulling his soul out of his body. "Fay…Fay, calm down. Tell me what happened?"Zeeshan gulped down the lump that was forming on his throat. "Where is Zohi? She is alright, isn't she?"His last questions came out as mere whispers. His whole body was already shaking….to say he was merely scared would be an understatement. Because right now, he was horrified.
   "Sh…she…is not. Th…they took her away,"Fayza hiccuped quite a few times. Causing her to continuously gasp for air. No matter how hard she was trying to stop herself from crying, but today her tears also seemed to be obstinate…just like her Api was regarding this whole marriage thing. Zeeshan's pupils dilated…they took her? Who were they? And where did they even take his sister away?
   He immediately stood up from the hospital bed…not even caring how his hand was bleeding due to the sudden jolt. Wetting his dried lips, Zeeshan once again gathered up the courage to ask his next question,"Fayza, please tell me clearly. Who took her away? And to where?"Though his voice sounded firm and strong…yet only knew the inner turbulence he was going through. He could guess who might be connected with whatever had happened to his Zohi. And he swore to take away that Abu Tariq's life in the most cruel way possible.
    "She got…ma…married with an..an old man. Ab…."
    "I…I will bring her back to you, to us, Fay. I promise…nothing will happen to your Api. I would not let any bad thing happen to my Zohi ever,"Zeeshan cut off Fayza in between, assuring that poor kid with his utmost sincerity. Today he would not only save his baby sister but also get rid of Abu Tariq for good. For that he would not even back down from raging a war against that bastard of a man.
   But Shahriar's steps halted when he heard the last sentence of Zeeshan. He had come to check up on his best friend. He could not even enter the ward fully, because Zeeshan's promising words of not letting anything bad happen to Zohra made him stop in his tracks before that. What had happened? His Zoh was alright, wasn't she?
    Feeling someone's presence, Zeeshan lifted up his head to look towards the door…only to find a petrified Shahriar. Zeeshan needed no telling that his best friend already heard him…that much enough for him to become this pale. Now what would happen? What was Zeeshan supposed to answer to Shahriar? "Don't worry, Baby. I will call you soon,"indemnifying his little sister, Zeeshan hung up the call. "Wh…what has happened to Zoh? She is okay, isn't she?"Shahriar came forward, showering his best friend with his questions one by one…as if he was only waiting for Zeeshan to cut the call.
   And Zeeshan could swear that he never saw Shahriar this worried before. The guy whose lips used to stretch out in a permanent smile…his eyes could be seen brimming with tears. "Tell me please. Is she fine?"Shahriar shook Zeeshan. Since the time he left Oman, there was not a single moment when he didn't miss his Zoh…not only he was missing his beloved but there was this feeling…this constant horrible feeling was only making him restless. Something was just not right…and Shahriar could feel it!
    "N…o, no. She…she got…I mean, Abu Tariq ma…married her off with the…king of Kuwait,"though Fayza didn't tell him who was behind all these or where Zohra was married to. But after everything, Zeeshan knew finally Abu Tariq had succeeded in his vicious conspiracy. The moment Shahriar heard it he could not believe his ears. It was not possible ever! His Zoh would never marry someone who was not him. He had full faith in his Zoh. Zeeshan must have got the wrong information…yes, that might be the case.
   "It's…it's not possible. Stop cracking such…such disgusting jokes, man. I cannot tolerate any nonsense against my Zoh. Sh..she is only mine. She loves me too…and the only person who has the right to stand beside her ever is only me…Shahriar. So, stop this bullshit,"Shahriar's each word didn't do the justice for Zeeshan to disclose the whole truth. "Shahriar, you think I would do that? Will I lie to you regarding such a sensitive topic? She is my sister, my child…how could you think it like that? Why would I do such a thing?"Zeeshan tried to clarify. Shahriar needed to know what had happened…Zeeshan could not keep his best friend in the dark…at least not anymore when things had already gone out of control.
    But anything would have been possible only if Shahriar would have been ready to listen to what Zeeshan had to say. Instead, he removed Zeeshan's hands from his shoulders…quite harshly,"How am I supposed to know that? I don't want to know or understand anything else…all I know is my Zoh can never do this with me. If..if you have any problem with her, then just say it directly on my face…and I will take her far away from your eyes. But don't you dare accuse her for something like this, Zeeshan…otherwise I will forget our relationship,"Shahriar had utmost faith in both his love and his beloved. She was the purest soul alive on this earth. How could Zeeshan say such things about her then? But his statements were enough infuriating to set ablaze the already blazing fire. And the next moment a punch landed upon Shahriar's right jaw…while Zeeshan grabbed him by his collar.
   "Shahriar, come back to your damn senses for GOD's sake, man. I…I know it's hard for you to accept everything but you cannot change it just by denying it. Moreover Zohi must be com…."
   Shahriar didn't let him complete his sentence, because he threw back another punch at Zeeshan,"I'm in my senses…it's you who has lost it. Not a word more against my would be wife. She is not only my love rather my pride, my faith, my everything,"Shahriar gritted his teeth…boring holes onto Zeeshan's face. They both were on the verge of getting into a massive fight when both of their phones pinged with several notifications. They looked at one another…before leaving each other's collars and taking out their own phones.
    Zeeshan's fingers curled up into fists looking at the pictures of Zohra's wedding…the caption read,'You still could not save her, boy! That is where the difference lies in between you and me. Your emotions are your real foe…whereas my indifference is my biggest weapon.'
   While the phone fell from Shahriar's hands, looking at those same pictures. His caption stated,'Look what she did with you, for whom you wanted to turn the world upside down.' The crashing sound made Zeeshan turn his attention towards Shahriar…who slumped down on the floor with a thud. The unshed tears already started cascading down his eyes. "No..no…no, this isn't possible…this can never be! I…I know. It's a lie…all a lie. Wake up, you bastard Shahriar…get up from this freaking nightmare of yours,"he started slapping his own cheeks…trying to wake himself up from the sleep he had never dozed off to.
    Zeeshan could not help but shed his own tears silently looking at the condition Shahriar was in. At that moment, he looked no less than an insane man. His vulnerable state was really unbearable to see. Zeeshan squatted down on the floor beside his best friend…Shahriar lifted up his head…looking at his bestie with his red teary eyes,"Zeeshan, look how someone is trying to play such dirty tricks with me. How could someone be this disgusting towards my innocent Zoh?"Shahriar complained like a small child…as if sharing all his problems with his elder brother. Without saying anything, Zeeshan pulled Shahriar into a hug…only in an attempt to comfort the shattered soul.
   Shahriar didn't even protest for once…except for hugging him back. It was impossible for anyone to assume that just a few minutes ago they were going to have a massive fight. "Shahriar, no matter how much you try to deny it, both of us know that the photos are real. I don't know why she agreed for this marriage…but it surely is connected with us, her loved ones. Abu Tariq must have played some dirty game yet again. We need to save her before it's too late, man. But for that you need to get a grip on yourself first, Shahriar. Your Zoh needs you right now. Every minute is precious for us. Please try and understand we can solve all the undone equations later as well. You are getting me, right?"Zeeshan tried his best to make Shahriar understand the situation as calmly as he could. Though he, himself was on the verge of scattering down into pieces…still he could absolutely understand the mental phase Shahriar was going through…specially when he had gone through something quite similar to such a situation.
   Shahriar stood up on his feet, wiping away his tears harshly. He spoke exactly to no-one in particular,"No matter why and how she was married to that old bastard. But I don't consider this damn marriage. If Abu Tariq thought by sending her away from my sight and sending such cheap messages to me to instigate me against her then that bastard is highly mistaken. I would save her from all these evil clutches  even if it costs my life. Separating Zohra from Shahriar is an impossible thing. Zeeshan, I will burn down this entire world and I swear that Abu Tariq and that old king who dared to think of harming my Zoh are going to have the most painful deaths anyone could ever imagine. I will serve them that with my own hands,"with that said, Shahriar left the chamber with a determined Zeeshan following behind him. Mission was to save that only girl who meant the world to them.
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After 4 and half an hour later,
   Both Zeeshan and Shahriar got into the car which was waiting outside the airport for them. ***(Normally, it takes almost 2 and half an hour to reach Kuwait from Qatar by plane…but as the battlefield was at some distance of 1 hour or so hence it took them so much time to reach their destination. By the time they reached the place it was already late at night there.)***
   After a drive of another hour, they finally reached the location. According to their secret informer it was the place where Zohra was brought after marriage.  Though it was not the royal palace of Kuwait because that was under Zeeshan's control now…it still seemed as luxurious as the main one.
   "Open the door, I'm the crown prince of Oman Zeeshan Toufiqur Bin Tariq,"Zeeshan came out of his car, to talk with the guards who were not ready to let them in. "We are really sorry, sir. But we are ordered to not let any outsider in tonight…His highness himself instructed us. Please pardon us for our such rudeness but we are also tied by the duties,"amongst the two one of them, bowed respectfully and delivered the order he was given to.
    Zeeshan was about to say something when a gunshot startled all of them.
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Hey dearies,
  so sorry for my absence. I will leave today in the afternoon to another city for my uni. That's why, I was a bit busy with all the packing stuff. It's really hectic to shift from one place to exactly the other part of the country. But with the grace of Almighty everything is done In Sha Allah. I'm going to enter a totally new phase of life...please pray for me everyone. And do wish me luck.
   Love you all. Stay safe and tuned.

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