Tashuq -E- Zain ✓

CHAPTER-13

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Karta Hun Tujh Mein Hi Shehar Main
Jeeta Hun Tujhko Dekh Kar
Dil Tere Bin Thehra Sa Hai
Tu Dhadkanon Ka Hai Safar
Kaaton Bhara Har Raasta
Phuloon Ki Hai Tu Reh-Guzar
Javedaan Hai Ishq Tujh Se
Javedaan Hai Janon Dil Ke
Darmiyaan Hain Darmiyaan Tu
Haan....
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In a shadowed room, a woman in her forties sat with a sinister smile playing on her lips. "Andar lekar aao," she ordered her servant.

Moments later, the servant brought in another woman, bound with ropes around her hands and legs. Her porcelain skin was marred with numerous marks, her hair disheveled, and her body frail as if she had been starved. Dark circles encircled her eyes, highlighting her severe malnutrition.

The woman on the throne-like chair rose, her expression darkening as she approached the bound woman. She grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking it cruelly. The bound woman screamed in pain.

"Wo dibbi laao," she commanded her servant.

The servant handed her a small box. From it, she extracted seven drugs and forcefully made the bound woman swallow them. Moments later, the woman's eyes fluttered shut, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
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Dr. Minahil spoke to Dr. Zain about two interns, though she didn't mention their names. She praised their work,but her praise was enough to pique Dr. Khan's interest,he trusted Dr. Minahil's judgment, believed that if she found them impressive, they must be exceptional.

Without further delay, he instructed Ahad to send them their joining letters and granted permission for them to start their internships at the hospital
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Ahad arrived at the mortuary and informed Azka and her companion that it was time to go home.

Upon reaching home, Azka felt utterly exhausted. She took a warm shower and changed into a beautiful white kurti suit. Applying SPF and kohl under her beautiful brown eyes, she neatly braided her hair, neatly placed
a white dupatta over her head, and made her way towards the kitchen, drawn by the delicious smell of her mother's cooking.

Inside the kitchen, her mother was making her favorite parathas. Minha and Mirha were sitting on the counter, chatting animatedly. Talkative Minha was speaking cutely, and Azka came up from behind, placing a kiss on her cheek. Mirha clapped her hands in delight upon seeing her Azka phuphu.

"Izzzkaa phuphu!" Mirha exclaimed, opening her arms wide.

Azka scooped her up, and Mirha jumped into her arms, giggling and pecking Azka's cheek. Azka blushed at her niece's affectionate gesture.

The three of them enjoyed their parathas, savoring the family moment. As the time for prayer approached, Minha began making her ablution while Mirha tried to sneak out of the room to play.

Azka gently held Mirha's hand and said, "Buri baat, Mirhu. Chalo, wuzu karkey aate hain aur namaz padhte hain. Tumhe Allah se baat karna pasand hai na?" She raised an eyebrow playfully.

Mirha nodded with a smile. Together, they performed their ablutions(wuzu) and offered their salah. Azka closed her eyes, her lips moving with recitation, her face glowing with a serene light.