Saliha grabs somethings from her room and walks towards the balcony. She looks at Roman's closed room.
Saliha's POV
It's been week since uncle and aunt left us. Its seems so unreal, so depressive. I still can't believe they left us. Roman has not contact me. He did not came to their funeral. What kind of son he is. I am leaving this house. Today I am here to grab few things. I looked at Roman's room. It was empty and cold, just like him. The pain he has given me will never cure. I will feel this pain till the end. I have checked all the doors and then looked at uncle and aunt's photo for the last time and walked out of the house. I did knew what life is holding for me ahead.
Salaar was waiting for me outside. His strange nephew was not there. Salaar looked at the house coldly and then he looked at me and smiled. Off course he was upset, it was his sister's house but now she won't be here to welcome him.
I sat inside the car with him. There were so many questions in my mind.
I cleared my thought.
"I know you want to ask so many questions Saliha," he said.
I remained quiet.
"Eliza and I were sister, we were like cat and dog. We always fight," he said and chuckled as if he was lost in the memories.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Saliha, there are alot of things they have not tell you," he said and stopped as if he was thinking what to say and I was so impatient to hear.
"You know they work for intellegence?" he asked.
"All I know is uncle was from army," I said flatly.
He took deep breath.
"Not uncle but your aunt Eliza was also from the intellegence," he said.
I gasped because I was unable to believe on my ears. My aunt Eliza was agent?
"Well, it is sort of family thing," he said sheepishly.
"My dad was general and mom was an agent as well and for me I work for intellegence office," he said.
These informations were too much for me.
"Imran was fast clever and most sharp in the team," he said. "When my sister met him, she was only agent who was able to beat him even at that moment he was her trainer," he said and then he chuckled.
"Who killed them?" I asked and felt my voice echoing.
He took another deep breath.
"Saliha, there are good and bad people everywhere," he said.
An unknown fear was hitting me.
"I don't know how would you take this information," he said.
"Who did this? Please tell me," I insist.
"Roman," he said.
I gasped and felt as if thousand of bells were ringing in my head.
"No, uncle how can it be? How? No," I said in disbelive. How come Roman do something like this how can he kill his own parents. He could be a killer, he could be an ass, he could be anything but he could not kill his parents.
He looked at me and then looked ahead.
"Saliha, it will be good as much as early you will accept the reality," he said.
Tears were rolling down my eyes.
"Why would he do that," I said.
"Furtune," he said. "He is my nephew and trust me I can't believe he did something this. He played in my lap," he said.
I started crying.
"I married him," I said. Salaar looks at me and I could see pain and pity in his eyes. He patted on my head.
He had no words to say to me.
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Hala was smiling while chatting. She was chatting with Atta.
"So when are you taking me on date?" she asked to him. He sent her an emoji.
"This weekend," he said.
She blushed. Just then Emaad entered the room and she put down the phone. She was now wearing cold expression.
"Hey, what's up," said Emaad.
"Nothing,' she said shortly.
He sat with her on the bed.
She was not looking at him.
He tried to touch her hand but she snatched it away. He knew how far he has gone from his sister.
"How are your nightmares?" he asked.
'They are good, I am taking medicines on time," she said.
He looked at her confused.
"What medicine?' he asked.
She grabs the vyl from the table and open. She was about to eat it when he grabbed her hand.
"What medicines are these?" he asked, angrily.
"Let go of my hand," she said but his grip was stronger.
The medicine fell down. She looked at the floor and then to him.
"Emaad, I need to sleep," she said, coldly.
"Hala..." he was about to say something when she raised her hand and turned off the light and laid down.
He stared at her for a while and then he took a deep breath.
"Goodnight," he said and walked out of the room.
He was indeed now far away from his sister that he did not knew what really has been going on in her life. A storm was on their door. She was in love with a wrong person.
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Saliha was feeling so anxious that she decide to meet Hania. She was sure Uncle Adam who is Hunza's father might know something on Roman. After all he was uncle Imran's collegue as well.
She knocked the door but no one answered. She knew where are the keys because Hania once told her. She got the key under the plant pot nearby and unlocked the door. After going inside she looked arond but there was no one.
"Where is everyone," she thought and then she heard a girl's screaming.
"Oh my God, Haeem, quick, faster, more faster," it was Hania and she was screaming in pleasure. She screaming his name.
Saliha turned bright red. Her friends were making out in the room and it was most awkward situation for her.
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