FEAR OF FONDNESS

Chapter 33 DO OR DIE

Before the maid could answer, several men with guns barged in. "Us," one of them declared.
"We have some matters to resolve, Iftakhar Sahab," their leader said, casually loading his gun.

Zainab instinctively held her daughter, Shinaya, close and gestured for her sons, Atif and Azaan, who stood a little distance away, to come to her. She gulped and pushed Shinaya behind her as Iftakhar Anwar stepped back, his arms extended protectively around his family. 

The leader shook his head with a mocking smile. "We're not here to threaten you. We just need to make you understand a few things. Please, have a seat," he said, settling himself onto the sofa with an air of casual menace. Iftakhar's voice was stern. 

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I just told you, we need to discuss a few matters. How you listen is up to you " He said losing his back from the sofa. "the easy way or the hard way," the boss replied, pointing his gun at Azaan.

"Nhiiii! (no)" Zainab and Shinaya screamed in unison, while Atif stepped in front of his brother."I'll listen to you. Just put the gun down," Iftakhar assured them, trying to keep his voice steady. The leader laughed darkly. "It's okay, you'll listen. We won't have to do anything drastic. This thing," he said, waving the gun, "won't work itself."

Reluctantly, Iftakhar took a seat on the sofa. "Baba, no!" Shinaya whispered, trying to stop her father, but Zainab held her back. The leader leaned forward, his eyes cold. "We want you to understand everything we say, alright?"

"I'm listening," Iftakhar responded, his voice taut with tension.

"Good. So, you've heard about the conference, right?" He gestured towards the TV, where a news report was playing. Iftakhar nodded."Then this will be easier. We want you to agree to everything Zubair Rajpoot says at the press conference. Understood?"

Iftakhar's eyes widened and his jaw clenched. "So you are his goons."

"Yes, we are," the leader replied nonchalantly. "But that's irrelevant right now. How about we make a deal?"Iftakhar's heart sank. He didn't want to agree, but with his family's lives at stake, he had no choice. "Alright, we'll listen to you," he said, defeated.

Shinaya's eyes filled with tears. She knew this was all because of her. Her heart broke as she realized the gravity of their situation. Her life was collapsing around her, only her family was left and she was ready to do anything to save them from this mess.

"And how can we trust you?" the boss asked spinning his gun and looking toward iftalhar.

After a pause, Iftakhar said, "I have assured you, we will have a conference, what do you want now?" 

"An assurance! that you will not pull any damn stunt!" he replied crossing is legs

"What assurance?" 

"ummmmmm, let's see....." He said while standing and pointing guns towards Iftakhar's family.

"Please please, stop it!" Iftakhar pleaded, extending his arms. but his men separated him from his family. his family started to step back from fear, terror was evident in the air. 

Atif instantly came forward to protect his family. his mother tried to pull him back but he was standing like a wall between them and those goons. He was looking straight into their eyes with a death stare.

Their boss shook his head watching his courage and smiled sarcastically, "Take care of him!" He said and dragged him to the other two people. he tried to protest and landed a powerful punch on one of their face. When they saw the situation was getting out of hand,  they hit him with a gun's butt. he couldn't bore that and was unconscious at the other moment.

"Atif!!!!!!!" They all shouted in unison.

Iftakhar rushed towards his son but they immediately dragged him back.

The rest of the family members also tried to reach him but they were ceased right in their footsteps. they all cried but their hearts were not soft in any way.

As those pieces of shit started to move forwards toward them, Zainab Iftakhar gripped her younger son and tried to pull shinaya back, to protect them but shinaya was out of her mind. She had never seen her family in such pain. Father caught by goons, mother trembling, one brother terrified and other on the floor, unconscious, covered in blood, she was stuck, she only knew one thing, she had to do something, she had to help his brother, she ran towards him pulling her arm from her mother but was caught by one of those bastards. 

"Where the hell are you going beauty!" He caught her by her hair, she shouted screamed but all in vain. but she was not weak right now, she was still trying to reach Atif when a strong lug pulled her back. 

"you really love your brother right!" one of them asked her clenching his jaw. 

In answer, she slapped his face with her full force and hit him between the legs. The moment his grip weakened on her hair she freed herself and immediately reached Atif.

"Bhai , bhai!" She said sobbing.

She grabbed him by his head and covered his head with her dupatta. The one who was hit by her was still on the floor, moaning in pain and others were surprised that this innocent-looking tiny creature could be responsible for this kind of trouble. "Fuck! you don't even know how to handle this little chick? "They smirked at that poor bastard "I'll tell you how to handle this type of things!" and moved to her. He tugged her hair and made her stand. She screamed at her peak. 

"You are a fuckin trouble!" He pulled her close to his face." You all will pay for this! I'll make you pay for this!" she yelled. Shinaya was not a weak girl, she loved her family and that was her weakness and her strength too. If anything came to her family, she was ready to kill and die.

"Let her go!!!!!!!!!!!" Iftakhar Anwar, who was still fully caught, shouted.

"You need to learn a lesson!" He said in a threatening voice as he pointed his gun beneath her chin but he didn't know that a lesson was coming for him instead.

Suddenly a sharp, steady bullet came from the opening of the lounge and hit him straight in his head. Before his body could fall on the floor, several bullets were also shot which hit their spots, and after a while one dead body along with several injured ones were lying on the floor.

 Silence fell on everyone...... there was blood everywhere.

Shinaya was numb, she was shaking with fear and terror.... The earth around her was shaking...goons, guns, blood and now a body....it was getting difficult to breathe for her. At last, she couldn't keep her balance and lost control of her body. She was about to fall when two strong arms held her quickly. The grip was firm yet soft, as the person who caught her knew that he was holding his own jaan (life). 

His expressions were concerned for her, only for her. There was nothing in the world that could make Wassal Ali Kadar anxious, except Shinaya Iftakhar.