Farokht- E- Hayaat

4- Keys

Nazdeeki jo badal gayi
Naadani jo bikhar gayi.
Kuch nahi jo tamam na ho.
Kaafi hai rab tumhare liye yeh jaan lo
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Huzaifa

Huzaifa apna poora waqt apne cabin mein hi guzar raha tha. Abid Zaman ke bachpan se leke current net worth, ki poori information uss ki table pe thi. Woh apne ap ko iss case mein iss tarha mustagirk kar chuka tha, jaisa uss ki saans issi wajhe se chal rahi ho.

Yusra Zaynab ki university, uss ka bike number, address ki information ke alawa woh aur kuch khaas malumaat na karsaka. Woh ghar se nikalti kahan thi ke uss par nazar rakhi jaye.
Zaynab Abid Zaman ki ek lauti aulaad aur zee Realty ki wahid Waris ke alawa uss ka khud ka koi buisness involvement nahi tha.

A call interrupted his information binding thoughts.

"Yes"

"Memur, Zaman bugün ülkeyi terk edecek."
(Officer, Zaman will be leaving the country today)

"Ne?.... Demek istediğim- "
(What?... I mean-)

"Without any prior notice? No flight bookings?"

"No, he was appointed a chartered plane by Akremis Pharmaceuticals. Which means you have an evening to get under cover." The officer on the other side informed him.

"We have arranged your essentials. Will be arriving to you in an hour. Good luck." The call was abruptly ended.

Huzaifa ran his hands through his hair, taking a deep breath. Perhaps preparing himself to finally give all in to the case and take up an entire new personality.

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Huzaifa boarded the flight, we was in a check blue and red shirt with a blue pant. Which makes him decently unnoticed in the crowd. He stood there as lost and looking for his seat.

"May I see you pass please?" The attendant asked and sophisticatedly looked for his seat.

"This is your seat Mr. Ahmad. Hope you have a great travel experience with us" he nodded as the attendant left him to settle in his seat.

Huzaifa typed his last message in his phone.
"Taking off in 5, meet you soon cheif"

"Please put your phones on airplane mode and fasten your seat belts. We are about to take off"

Huzaifa swiftly removed his Sim, breaking into half before he threw it down the sink.
"Now we really do fasten our seatbelts huzaifa. Oh. Sorry... Ahmad."
Huzaifa chuckled to himself before he went back to his seat.

Landing in the new soil made him analyse every single ounce of air around him.
He knew keeping records on Mr. Zaman was easy, what was hard is to know what is exactly wrong with him.

*****

Huzaifa was traveling out and about with Mr. Zaman everywhere since past 3 months. Even before he made a move, huzaifa knew the consequences. But everytime it just boils down to making more money through publicity and sales.
Almost every branch of Akremis Pharmaceuticals was visited and publicised by the news.