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The silence in the VIP ward of the city hospital. A girl laying on the hospital bed IV attached to her hands, she is looking pale. All the colours of her face had faded away.
A nurse came into the ward and started removing the needle from her hand. The girl stirred in her sleep. She cried in pain.
She flickered open her eyes and looked at the surroundings.
She observed the room and started remembering everything that happened.
Looking at the motion in the girl's body the nurse asked her if she was okay.
The girl nodded her head and looked at the nurse.
The girl asked the nurse about how she came here.
“I don't know his name but one man came and admitted you here,” Nurse replied.
“Maybe he has written his name in the formalities” The girl said after thinking.
“No he has written stranger only” The nurse informed the girl.
Huda felt a pang of guilt in her heart that she didn't thank the person who saved her life by risking his own life.
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I am sitting Infront of a man who is in his late 50s.
He is the great Ziyaul Shah. None other than the biggest politician.
He demanded to be the bodyguard of his only child Huda Ziyaul.
It's not a sudden demand he found out about how i saved his daughter when she was attacked by his enemies.
So now he wants me to be his protector.
Not a bad idea. I will willingly accept his demand of course.
“What do you want as your compensation?” Asked by the old man.
“20% share in your property which is in Indore” I demanded.
“What!” The old man uttered with shock.
“Isn’t your daughter precious to you” I said with a smirk.
