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The dimly lit drawing room was bathed in a golden hue as sunlight filtered through the thick curtains. The ticking of the antique clock on the wall was the only sound until Mahir entered briskly, a concerned expression etched onto his face.
“Meerab, a problem has occurred,”
Mahir announced, his voice tinged with urgency.
Meerab, who had been lost in thought while gazing at the designs scattered across the table, looked up sharply. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed as she tried to decipher the tension in Mahir's demeanor.
“What happened?”
she asked, her tone calm but wary.
Mahir sighed heavily and sat down on the couch across from her.
“Mumani has found yours and Murtasim’s contract,”
he said, his voice low but firm.
For a brief moment, Meerab's face remained unreadable. Then she leaned back, her expression steady, betraying no panic.
“I’m aware of that,”
she said simply, her voice cool and composed.
Mahir blinked, taken aback.
“You know?”
he asked, leaning forward.
“Yes,”
Meerab replied, her tone devoid of emotion.
The conversation transported Meerab to the memory of her late-night call with Salma, a call that had left her shaken yet resolute.
The silence of the night had been comforting until her phone rang. Seeing
"Mumani"flash on the screen, Meerab had picked up immediately.
“Assalamualaikum, Mumani,”
Meerab greeted, her voice soft and respectful.
“Walekum Assalam,”
Salma replied, her tone sharp. There was a pause, heavy with unspoken words, before she added,
“I didn’t expect this from you, Meerab.”
Meerab frowned, her grip on the phone tightening.
“What happened, Mumani?”
she asked, her voice laced with concern.
Salma’s response came like a thunderclap.
“Are there anymore lies you two have to tell us,”
she accused, her voice trembling with disappointment.
Meerab’s heart began to race.
“What lie, Mumani? I don’t understand what you’re talking about,”
she said cautiously.
“About your contract,”
Salma replied, her voice cracking.
“It’s in my hands right now.”
The words struck Meerab like a blow. Her mind raced as she processed the revelation, and for a moment, she was too stunned to respond.
“I never thought my son would do such a thing,”
Salma continued, her voice breaking.
“And you—what could you say to justify such a big lie to us, Meerab?”
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Echoes of Heartbreak- meerab and murtasim 's fate.
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