You Will Always be Mine

Chapter#5

Salam and hello everyone!

Dedicating this chapter to Mr Abdul Sattar Edhi. The richest poor man on earth and one of the greatest social worker ever lived.
May his soul rest in peace (Ameen)

*Must read the author's note is last

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"What could have Ahad done to her? ... What did he say to her?" Mahnoor said to herself while lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

She reached out for the stuffed bear which she got from Kanwal on her tenth birthday, "Do you have any idea, Mr Bear?" Mahnoor asked the bear, holding its both hands and stares into his artificial eyes.

"Yes,...I am worried about her too." She said to the bear and hugged it tightly.

It's already past three a.m., but sleep is far away from her eyes. She couldn't sleep, nor function normally after returning from the Basant festival. Her mind is cluttered, she hasn't changed and is still donning the same dupatta she wore earlier.

Kanwal's painful expression lingers in her mind.

Mahnoor knows it's foolish to be talking to a stuffed bear, but she needs someone to confide in, so she told everything to the bear. How she found Kanwal standing alone staring into space and before she could ask her anything, Hammad called for them to come back. Of course, they cannot talk about it in Alina's or Hammad's presence.

"You know Mr Bear, all this tension is making me hungry." She said, separating the bear from herself, "I'm going to rob the fridge. Would you like something too?" She asks as she placed it on the side and heads for the kitchen.

As she opens the refrigerator, her eyes landed on a bowl filled with Rus Malai and an ear to ear grin is spread on her face. Grabbing a small bowl, she puts a small portion of it and grabs the big bowl after putting the small one into the fridge.

Before going to her room, Mahnoor thought about the horrors she will be facing tomorrow morning when her mother gets to know that she ate most of the Ras Malai alone.

"But I left some amount, na!" She would say, justifying herself that she didn't eat the WHOLE bowl alone.

Smiling like an idiot, she went to her room and sat on a chair near the window and study table. Taking each bite, she thanked Allah for giving her such blessing in hunger. Deep in the silence of the night, her attention is caught by a black vehicle going across the road near her house in full speed.

'He would be dead if he doesn't slow down.'

The thought popped up in her mind. It may be a late night and there wouldn't be any cars on the street, but driving this fast on the small streets of the town can be dangerous.

Soon, Mahnoor hears a car screeching sound echoed in the silence of the night.

'He should've listened to me.'

She shrugged and turns her attention back to the bowl in her hand. A few minutes later, when Mahnoor glanced out the window again, she found the same black vehicle parked near her house. She frowned staring at Prado and waited for someone to come out from it or move on, but it never happened and soon, she starts to get an eerie feeling that she is being watched by someone inside the car. Her body shudders at the thought and she abruptly closed the window.

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After obtaining full details of the recent updates by the gang's field workers aka sweepers, Moosa came back to home. He was exhausted after running back and forth between the base and the main house. It was his own mistake, to begin with. He was so captivated by the thought of a certain person that he ordered his men to go to the main house, instead of going to the base. And what's more surprising to him was that he didn't realize his mistake until he got a call from Sarmad. Before receiving the call, he dismissed his driver and guards for the day, so now he has to do everything by himself. When Moosa was about to enter his room, he got a call from Ahad's assistant.