Dasht-e-Ulfat Novel By Shazain Zainab

Dasht-E-Ulfat EP # 15

"You here..." Sikandar said in surprise, while M-Z was looking around as if trying to act unaware of the person standing in front of him.
"The weather is nice, isn't it?" The person standing in front glared at M-Z harshly and then turned to glare at Sikandar as well.
"Not really bearable..." M-z said, looking up at the sky, while Ibrahim Sahib felt like giving him a slap.
"You both report to the headquarters in a little while..." Saying this, Ibrahim Sahib left with a stern expression, while both of them quickly ran to their bikes. A short while later, they were at the headquarters.

They were walking down the corridor when Sikandar's voice echoed.
"It wasn't right for you to come here at this time; you really enjoyed it, didn't you?" Sikandar said, gritting his teeth.
"Brother, just shut up... even my angels didn't know they would come here..."M-Z said softly as he continued walking with Sikandar.
"Yes, but they are here now. Do something to save yourself..." Sikandar said angrily.
"Saving? I don't even understand how they can't controled by their wife. They are out of the house at this time, but they don't care..." M-z said, gritting his teeth.
"Do one thing: go and tell them so they can keep an eye on them next time..." Sikandar said, placing his hand on M-z's shoulder.
"Brother, just shoot me yourself. Why are you putting in so much effort giving advice?" M-Z said, pronouncing each word carefully, while Sikandar's laughter echoed down the corridor. At that moment, M-Z shot him a sideways glance, and Sikandar's laughter immediately halted.

Now they were standing in front of an office when M-Z stepped forward and opened the door. In the next moment, he was inside the office while Ibrahim Sahib was glaring at him sternly, as he never bothered to ask for permission.
They were standing in Ibrahim Sahib's office, and he was glaring at them both.
"You've gone dumb; bother to tell me what you both are doing here at this time..." Ibrahim Sahib's thunderous voice echoed in the office.
"Is that why you called us here?"M-Z said, lowering his head respectfully.
"No, I wanted to hear a qawwali from you two... I was getting quite bored," Ibrahim Sahib replied irritably.
"Sir, we were..." Sikandar started to speak but stopped when Ibrahim Sahib interrupted.
"What? Speak up!" Ibrahim Sahib said angrily.
"We were here to find out the reason behind the murder... What could possibly justify the killing of four people at once?" M-Z said in a low tone.
"So you could have at least contacted me..." Ibrahim Sahib glared sternly at M-Z.
"First, I thought of contacting you, but then I thought, would it disturb you at this time?"M-Z said, shrugging his shoulders, while Ibrahim Sahib was left speechless by his nonchalance, and Sikandar lowered his head to hide his laughter.
"Wow, what a great thought you've had! I'm so impressed with your thinking," Ibrahim Sahib said, gritting his teeth.
"By the way, what were you doing here at this time?" This time, M-Z looked at Ibrahim Sahib suspiciously as he spoke.
"Are you ashamed to ask me this question?" Ibrahim Sahib shot him a hard look.
"Absolutely not..." The response was calm, while Ibrahim Sahib continued to glare at him.
"Tell me what you were doing here at that time..." M-Z asked again.
"I was doing exactly what you both went to do..." Ibrahim Sahib said, pointing towards them, while M-Z smiled faintly.
"Now tell me, what did you find out? What was the reason for all this happening?" Ibrahim Sahib asked as he sat down in his chair.
"There was blood in the lounge, and Sawera's room was in disarray.
The rest of the house was just as it was... nothing was touched, nor anything else..." M-Z and Sikandar spoke in turn.
"How is that possible?" Ibrahim Sahib leaned slightly forward, resting his elbows on the table, and said; he found this very strange.
"That's exactly what we don't understand, sir... they didn't take anything, just killed four people and left..." Sikandar said this time.
"What are you thinking, M-Z ?" After hearing Sikandar, Ibrahim Sahib turned his attention to M-Z .
"Nothing... as far as I can tell, this was an act of revenge... because only a thirst for revenge can blind a person so much that they don't see a mother, nor an uncle or aunt, nor even the innocent life writhing in front of them..." M-Z  said, looking at Ibrahim Sahib.
"Now, only Jaza can tell us what happened..." M-Z said. "Find Jaza by all means." Ibrahim Sahib leaned back in his chair, speaking with concern.
"Sir, I'm trying my Best... she's nowhere in Lahore... I don't understand where she went..." M-Z said, sounding worried.