AUTHOR'S POV:
Not a bit of calm was there in headquarters, Hisham was sitting on chair with pistol in his hands while Haroon was doing sit-ups. Omar and Adlea were discussing something in their cabin regarding recent case while Haroon was getting punished for the stunt he played last night, and that successfully offended Hisham.
" Bhai, have some heart for this poor little kid."
: Haroon cried out because of the sit-ups.
" Yes, I have a very generous and kind heart, so keep going, my little brother. "
: Hisham gritted, trying not to break his nose.
" Oh, my poor heart melted at this gesture."
: Haroon tried acting Savage but end up getting glared by Hisham.
" Don't force me to start counting from 1 again."
: Hisham hissed while Haroon smiled nervously.
Suddenly, the glass door creaked, announcing Amal's presence.
Amal walked in, engrossed in her novel not caring àbout surrounding as she's still in the delulu world.
HISHAM'S POV:
Wait! Am I dreaming? She looks exactly like a sunshine fairy. White frock with printed sunflower matched with white hijab and bow clip. Is she aware of the magic she created when she stepped somewhere, or is she unaware. Why my heart feels like exploding. I never thought my healthy heart would ever skip a beat, but guess what it did right now. She's making me do things I never thought I would. Ya Allah, what's happening to me? Why am I getting too much attracted to her when I never cared about the opposite gender all my life. Ya Allah, Help me.
AUTHOR'S POV:
Hashim snapped out his thoughts because of the sound of a loud wailing sound caused by Haroon. He was crying loudly, hugging Amal while she was shocked like a Penguin.
" Amal, save me from this tech monster."
: Haroon cried out loudly, Amal shrieked while Hisham rolled his eyes to his drama.
" What happened, Haroon?"
: Amal asked, getting concerned as his cries were quite realistic.
" This guy was harassing your poor little friend .
: Haroon cried, fuming Hisham while Amal looked more concerned.
" Why are you doing this? Hisham sir"
: She turned towards Hisham while trying to calm that crying drama queen in her arms.
" What?"
: Hisham shouted, shocked because he wasn't expecting Amal to actually believe in Haroon.
" Nothing, you all get back to work"
: Hisham gritted and went back to his desk as it wasn't easy to tell Amal that what Haroon actually did.
" Dekha bichare bachche pe aise hi zulm Kar rhe the"
[ See, He was harassing a poor man ]
: Haroon muttered more dramatically while Amal was still lost in what just happened as Hisham never behaved this way to her.
[ADLEA'S CABIN]
Adlea was sitting emotionless on chair while Omar was laughing like a maniac, and it was quite irritating for her as it's already been half an hour.
" For god sake, Mr Sikandar. Can you please leave my cabin and be irritating for once"
: Adlea gritted each word and glared at the fool in front of him, who is still laughing on the same scenario for the past half hours.
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Adlea : The Untamed.
Mystery / ThrillerAdlea (Meaning Justice), She was a spark that could burn every little thing to Ashes in a spin of seconds. Belonging from a Conservative family, She groomed herself as Untouchable Fire. Oozing " DO NOT MESS WITH ME " energy that could scare every li...