Habibi And Love

Episode-4

Ibrahim is sitting on his master chair looking out of his big glass wall behind his chair which is designed with rare china glass with immense power of taking weight. Looking at the glass wall suddenly his mind got filled with evil thoughts. He was thinking how he could just pin Haniya in this wall like other girls he dated and wreck her completely. Ibrahim threw his head backwards and chuckled darkly thinking how fun it will be to wreck her up and to destroy her religious beliefs. How cute her face will look when she will cry hard and hard for mercy but for him(Ibrahim) and still won't get any..
"The game will be so much fun to play my religious chick" Ibrahim remarked Haniya his in his mind."Let's give this religious chick a nickname" Ibrahim thought in his mind.. "Babygirl.. or babydoll... or..little girl... hahahaha!" Ibrahim chuckled cheekily and thought about the nicknames carefully as it is his fantasy to call his things by nicknames as he also thinks humans as his own property.
"Nah... Religious chick is something extraordinary . Just like her.." Ibrahim said in a flirty voice while caressing the photo Of Haniya.
Ibrahim pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialled a number.."Come here." Ibrahim said in a cold tone and cut the call before getting an answer leaving no room for argument.
After some moments there was a polite knock on the door as Ibrahim said come in coldly. A woman entered wearing a formal top with a formal skirt as she hung her head low looking down..
"Yes sir..?" She said.
Ibrahim put the photo of Haniya at his master desk as he stood up looking out that big glass wall as he spoke..
"Take a copy of this photo and give me every information of this girl." "And!" Ibrahim looked back sharp on the girls face as he is not leaving any room for any kind of mistake. "If any of the informations gets leaked or any unusual or inappropriate situations raises.. You know what will be the consequences.. Right?" Ibrahim said in his deep voice which was echoing in the background.
"Y..yes sir" the girl said in a trembling voice.
"And I want to track down her phone and hack it. Can you do it?"
"B..but sir I am afraid it is illegal.."
"Did I asked you that?"
"S...sorry sir."
"So it is possible right?"
"Y..ye-"
Without letting her finish Ibrahim declared..
"If it is possible then do it and if not make it fucking possible. Now get out and take a photo of this photo"
As the girl was going to touch the photo Ibrahim snapped-
"The fuck you are doing?! Don't touch it with your fucking dirty ass hands!!!!! Take the picture from a far you fucking asshole!!"
"S..sorry sir.." the girl took the photo in her phone from far and left quickly.
Ibrahim let out a shaky sigh with a deep exhale as he took the photo carefully and smelled it as he said..
"Oh my religious chick.. I promise none is gonna touch your purity rather than me. I'm gonna touch and wreck your beauty hiding under that abaya and possess you completely." Ibrahim kept the photo securely inside his pocket as his personal secretary came to inform him that he has a meeting to attend. Ibrahim nodded as his personal secretary left. Ibrahim took a deep breath as he started to walk to the meeting room and holding back his cold composure professionally.
Ibrahim entered the meeting room as it was pin dropped silent. Everyone greeted him respectfully as he sat on his master chair which was placed facing the presentation T.V and it had a big table assisting with 20 chairs each side and his master chair so in total 41 chairs.
The meeting continued with a smooth flow. The presenters presented the growths and benefits of the entire year when something got Ibrahim's attention..
"Why the beneficiaries of lands decreased by one on this year?" Ibrahim's eye caught that one 0.0001% lose of land beneficiaries. Which triggered him. He never likes lose when it is hidden. Ibrahim retorted-
" I asked a FUCKING DAMN QUESTION!!!" Ibrahim snapped on out as he punched the table hard and stood up causing the chair overturn in the floor.. Everyone gulped in fear as they hung their head low couldn't say anything. When Ibrahim was about to snap again suddenly a knock was heard at the meeting room's door as the earlier girl whom Ibrahim gave the responsibility to gather every information of Haniya spoke from behind the door-
" Sir.. the informations you wanted are gathered. When will you want me to present them to you?"
Hearing this unknowingly Ibrahim's all anger vanished in thin air as he signalled everyone to get out of the room as Ibrahim replied-
"Here.. Present everything here" Ibrahim wanted every little detail about Haniya and every little thing on the big screen. His whole attention was at Haniya and he didn't wanted to hear any complaints or arguments about it. Every one left the meeting room as that girl came inside with a laptop, some files and placed them in the table. She inserted a pen-drive inside the laptop and the big T.V screen displayed a picture of Haniya fully covered in abaya and niqab and only her eyes were visible and the abaya was full dark black in colour. Ibrahim who was standing with a cold curios face wrecked up in a satisfied smirk. Ibrahim felt his inner organs filled with evil desires of ownership. His inner male organs were reacting just with the glimpses of Haniya's eyes. His thoughts were shifted to her covered body. The coverage was only fuelling his desires to rip it apart and possess Haniya in every evil way possible.
"Bark" Ibrahim signalled the girl to speak up.
"Full name is Haniya Binte Abdullah. She is currently studying Computer Science and Engineering at University Of East London. She is 21 years old. She is the eldest daughter of Abdullah and has a younger sister who is adopted but Haniya loves her more than anything."
"So she is the first weakness of my religious chick? Hmm... interesting.." Ibrahim smiled devilishly.
"She studied on the madrasah her father owns and she goes there to teach the elder woman's and newly muslims about islam. Here are the images of her that we could collect in this time.." She continued.
The girl displayed 10 photos of Haniya and in each of them she was wearing black abaya with black niqab and some of them were other light colours.
"They are middles class family and right now her father is bankrupt and the madrasah is the only hope for them. The money which the people of the locals give the madrasah and mosque for the betterment of the mosque and madrasah."
"Poor dogs hmm?" Ibrahim walked towards the screen to get a closer look of the images..
"Well you can say that... right now they are poor"
"And what about hacking?" Ibrahim's voice turned serious.
" sir the thing is that.. She doesn't own a ..phone.."
"WHAT?!" Ibrahim snapped out in pure surprise and shock. "Who the hell doesn't own a phone in this age?! In this century?!"
" well sir her family didn't gave her one as her family specifically her mother is out of control when it is about her engaging with the outer people and world. Though she reads in a higher level university it is all because of her father but whenever her father is out of the home her mother is always engaged with the proposals of marriage to marry her out." The girl continued.."Her mother took her phone from her when she found out that she has a number of a male in her phone but it was her department head number to submit the assignment but her mother thought something else and snatched the phone from her. Her mother shared it with her neighbour and the neighbour lady is someone who is always in the charge of making things and gossips go viral..
" What is the name of that gossip neighbour?" Ibrahim asked
"Mrs. Ara lee."
"Hmm... Korean?"
" Half korean, Half American"
"She is gonna be very useful" Ibrahim said as he caressed the big screen and the side image of Haniya's cheek as one of her smiling photo was displayed on the screen.
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