The Orphans Of Karachi

CHAPTER 15

With no choice to choose, Uncle ordered everyone to leave the orphanage.

"But we have no where else to go." Mrs Kamal spoke her worries.

"We do. I own a hotel. We can always go there for shelter." Zarwish calmed everyone down paying them back for their kindness.

Zarwish called Wazeer chacha for three cars . It was hard to leave orphanage since a lot of memories were attached there. But the wind was making them unable to even communicate so they rushed outside the doors and in the street waiting for cars to arrive with their luggage in their hands. Mr. Kamal had tears in his eyes too. It was hard to let go. The cars arrived and everyone rushed to put their luggage in the boot of car. Meeran did not make a move. When Mr. Kamal asked him to hurry up, he denied. Everyone stopped their business and stared at him.

"I think I would go separate ways. "

"Why?"

"Because I am better off alone."

Mr. Kamal's sad eyes looked down. He did not trust Meeran. He was ashamed yet he still was not sure if it was really Meeran or not. To cause no more troubles, Mr. Kamal chose to let Meeran go. Meeran walked in the opposite direction and sat in a rickshaw and went away out of that place.

Nobody said a word but Mrs Kamal whispered "Sorry."

The orphans sat in the first two cars with bhondu with them and drove towards the Hotel.

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Wazeer chacha's worried face welcomed them. Zarwish could not tell him anything so she told him not to ask any questions since she made a promise not to answer. Zarwish , Anousha and Aleeza went to the room waiting for Mrs.Kamal.

Zarwish stared her burnt red face in the mirror. For the first time she wished she had her old skin back. She sobbed like a child for once again being ungrateful and too blind to recognize her true beauty . All this greediness and wanting more and more led us to a place where the smaest things started to seem so valuable. Because truly, they are. Anousha hugged her best friend and told her it will be alright. She then asked,

"Where is she?"

"I am not sure. Let's ask Yahya if they are in their room."

They went to the room across but found Yahya and Amir alone. Yahya asked them the same question saying he thought they were right behind them.

"We should call them" said Amir. Before Yahya could make a call, his phone started ringing. It was Mrs. Kamal . He put the phone on speaker.

"We are not coming." a shaking voice of Mrs. Kamal spoke. Everyone panicked because she was crying.

"What do you mean you are not coming? Where are you guys?" Yahya screamed in anger.

"We are at the orphanage. Kamal is in front of me."

"Come to hotel . Please." Amir spoke in between his sobs.

"What are you thinking." Anousha asked wiping her tears.

"We decided to make the sacrifice. Kamal wants this. He wants himself to be sacrificed so that we can live in peace in orphanage with all our rightful earnings."

"Don't do this!" Yahya yelled.

"You don't have to do this .  Please come here we will find a way." Anousha sobbed a she spoke.

"Uncle! Uncle! Please speak to me please." Amir hugged Yahya. Zarwish could not say a word.

"What curse has come up on us" Mrs. Kamal said that and hung up the phone.

"No!" Yahya shouted calling her again but her phone was switched off. He tried calling Mr. Kamal only to find the same situation.

"What are we going to do now?" Zarwish spoke as she sat on the ground too weak and helpless to do anything. All of them lost hope. They could not believe their fate. They could not afford to loose Mr. Kamal. He was their guardian , their father. This could not had been happening. As everyone sat on the ground. Yahya started banging the wall and screaming. His eyes were red from crying.

"I can't do this anymore." None of them focused on his words as they were too busy grieving but Zarwish felt something was off.