𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒂𝒒𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.
𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐧, a person who is soft like flowers
𝐀𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐪𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢, a person who is sharp like a thorn.
She, who is already brok...
Date; 11-07-2024 Chapter;20 ------------------- Okay before the chapter starts I want to clear one thing at first, Huriya's father means Murtaza and Azlan's father means Faris were best friend so in that case they all were family friends and because of this Huriya calls each Ansari brothers bhaiya as she respects and love them, So it's not incest at all because neither Huriya and Azlan are cousins neither they are siblings, it's just a explanation in case if you all get confused, So let's proceed~
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Azlan's POV;
The moment I landed in Bangladesh my first thought was how to see my jaan, is she safe? And will she recognize me?
Me and my three lovable troublemakers reached the Chowdhury bari, the next moment we landed in Bangladesh.
Chowdhury Bari, the moment I saw it with my own eyes all of my nostalgic feelings started to stir up. This was the place where I met my ideal, the place where I met my fima, and the place where I met my love of life my jaan. This bari holds so many feelings of mine. If everything was good like before. As they say, “Old is gold”
It's the most universal truth ever. Today the bari is decorated with so many flickering lights but only I know they are meaningless. Obviously they are meaningless after all the reason why the bari is decorated so much will go in vain today.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to compose myself when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I opened my eyes and looked back to see Zayan was looking at me with concerned eyes. I assured him to not worry.
"Bhai don't get angry when you step inside."-Zayan
"I know Zayan."-Azlan
"Bhai Huri is afraid of loud sounds remember?"-Daiyan
"Yes, I remember. Don't worry, I won't let my anger get me."-Azlan
Although I assured my brothers but I myself don't know what I am going to do when I see my jaan with another man. The mere thought of it made me lose my composure but as I said I won't lose my patience.
But it seems like destiny sure has another plan. The moment I set my foot inside I saw one of the most dreadful scenes of my life. I have seen numerous murder scenes but none of them looked so dreadful. That bastard that Gaazi was standing so close to my jaan.
The audacity of him made my blood boil up. He was hissing at my jaan, MY JAAN, MY PUTUL! You're done bastard! I began to tremble due to anger. My brothers start to hold my hands and signal me to calm down. But damn them. I pushed them lightly and pulled out my licensed gun and did an air shot.
Hearing the loud sound of revolver every soul presenting there started to get anxious and they turn their heads but passed them a stern look and without delaying any further my body moves towards the stage which was located in the center of the hall.
