HONEYDEW (A murder mystery)

Chapter 47

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I was being dragged from my room to the another and I reluctantly allowed her to do so. It was too exhausting to throw another fit.

My gaze met Aahil's and I screamed out loud. He was bound to a chair, his whole body covered with bruises that had turned purple.

"Yaa ALLAH, what have they done," I tried loosening the grip safa had on my arms, "Let go of me."

Lissa came forward and gripped my shoulders, "Stay right here."

"Don't do this, Lissa." I sobbed, but she wouldn't let me.

Aahil looked at me through his bloodshot eyes, which had turned purple too, "Aleena, don't cry like that. Please......"

"He is absolutely right, crying isn't healthy for pregnant women," Safa drawled.

Aahil gestured me to stay calm and I leaned back against the wall, my weak knees buckled and I sank down to the floor.

Aahil's eyes were filled with unshed tears and my heart went out to him. He said something to me but I wasn't able to read his lips. I lifted my eyebrows in questioning gesture but before Aahil could repeat his sentence, my vision was blocked by a pair of legs.

As I surveyed the man who stood before me, I couldn't help but gasp out loud.

Noor stood arrogantly with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other resting on Aahil's shirt collar. "We have important things to solve than watch love birds."

'"Why did they have to hit him so badly? How could you witness it, Noor?" I questioned blandly.

"Oh, stop the melodrama, dear sister. This is a game of power and we don't let the overrated emotions weaken us."

"You are already weak, as you have let evil rule your heart and mind."

Just then Rizwan entered the room in his immaculate grey suit, looking perfectly fit and healthy. His laughter echoed through the room, "Anyone do me a favour and gag her with gingerbread. I'm in no mood to listen to her religious philosophies, and let her know that Aahil's mother and Noor are on our side."

I glared at Noor, but he returned a vague smile as he took his seat beside the huge window and began helping himself with a piece of chocolate flavoured scone and coffee.

Safa went to the wooden cabinet present in the corner of the room and the room fell deadly silent as all eyes focused on her.

She returned a few minutes later with tape and cloth, fulfilling the task given by her dear father.

I struggled but Lisa's grip on my shoulders did not falter and they were successful in clamping my mouth shut.

"It's because of your mistake that your husband is in such a bad state," Safa delivered annoyed.

I tried asking how, but only whimpering sounds came out through my sealed lips.

"Darling, don't listen to them. They are only trying to make you feel bad," Aahil stated, pressing a hand to his swollen lips and winced in pain.

"Using hypnotise was just a waste of time. What's the use of password if we do not possess the laptop or your dad's security system? Even after being subjected to immense torture your husband has not disclosed anything. So now we have only one way left," Rizwan said coldly.

"What is it?" Lissa enquired.

"Torture his wife until he cannot handle it anymore. He thinks that he is very smarty pants."