Xavier Blackstone.
A Mafia who doesn't love or forgive. He's never merciful, so avoid being his enemy. Leave it in the hands of God? Nah. He seeks revenge from whoever does wrong to him.
Aariz Khan
A man who's full of love. He changed himself for t...
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"Dhyaan se Jaana."
"Ji ammi. Aap fikr na karein. Aisa thodi na hain ki Mai pehli baar college jaa rahi hu. Third year me aagayi hu ab."
Apni ammi ka haath chumne ke baad vo Bahar gayi aur apni dost ko dekha.
"Assalam walekum."
"Walekum assalam. Tumhe ek arse ke baad dekh rahi hu Main. Kitna miss kya Maine tumhe Ayat."
Areeb ne kas ke Ayat ko gale lagaya.
"Kya ab mujhe marne ke irada hai?"
"Nahi. Nahi. Chalo ab Der ho rahi Hai."
Vo dono apne college ke liye chal Padhi. Chalte chalte Areeb ne use kayi saare ajeeb sawal puche.
"Ayat. Tumne mujhe apni dost kyu banaya? Na Mai parda karti hu aur na hi Mai tumhari tarah religious hu."
"Dosti yeh sab cheezo ko dekh Kar thodi ki jaati hai. Aur tum parda nahi karti iska Matlab yeh thodi na hai ki tun religious nahi ho. Kise pata tum mujh se bhi zyada religious ho aur bas parda nahi karti."
Uski aawaz me ek narmahat thi Jo sunne vale ko pagal Kar deti.
"Yeh baat bhi sahi hai tumhari."
"Ek second zara rukna. Mera niqaab loose ho gaya hai. Mai ise bandh lu."
Vo dono ek car ke samne ruki. Car par black film thi jiske wajh se Ayat apna niqaab theek se bandh payi. Apna niqaab bandhne ke baad vo dono chal Padhi.
"Excuse me."
Piche se ek Awaaz aayi. Vo dono palti aur samne ek aadmi ko dekha. Use dekhte hi Ayat ne apna sar niche karliya.
"May I know your name?"
Uski foreign accent sunkar Areeb impress hogayi.
"She doesn't talk to strangers. Why do you want to know her name?"
Areeb ki aawaz me ek uljhan si thi. Vo samjh nahi paa rahi thi ki ek foreigner ko Ayat ka naam kyu jaan na hai.
"I'm interested in her. I want to know her."
Uske is jawaab ne dono ko hairaan kardiya. Ayat soch mein padh gayi thi. Uss shaks ne toh use dekha bhi nahi fir yeh interest kaisa?
"She doesn't talk to boys. Ayat chalo yaha se. Humein der ho rahi hai."
"Tumne abhi Mera naam le liya."
"Use samjh bhi nahi aaya hoga."
Xavier vahi sochta khada raha. Use kuch samjh toh nahi aaya par uski meethi aawaz ne use pagal kardiya aur uski aakhein? Uski aakhon ne toh use apna deewana Bana liye tha.
Usne kayi ladkiya dekhi hai par fir bhi ek ladki jisne apna chehra tak nahi dikhaya usse attracted kyu ho gaya tha.
Vo toh bas ek business deal ke liye Pakistan aaya tha aur ab vo ek ladki ne use yaha rukne pe majboor kardiya.
"What did she say?"
Xavier ne apne aadmi se pucha, Jo fortunately Pakistani tha. Use pehle se hi Pakistan pasand tha aur isliye vo yaha deals karta rehta tha aur us dauran usne yaha ke kuch logo ko hire karliya.
"Sir, Her name was Ayat."
"Find out every person who has that name."
Arham, Jo Xavier ka aadmi hai vo hairaan tha. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ki uska boss ek parda karne vali ke piche padhega. Ab vo pure sheher me Se kitne ayat ko dhendhega.
"Kuch bhi kaho vo banda hot toh tha Ayat."
"Astagfiruallah yeh kaisi baatein Kar rahi ho Areeb."
"Ab Allah ne mujhe aakhein di hai toh Mai unke banaye hue insaano ko appreciate tak na karu? Yeh kya baat hui yaar."
