When they had come on the main road, Usman stopped the car and burst out into laughter.
"What?" Moona asked him, with worried expression on her face.
"Nothing." Usman shook his head, still laughing.
"Why did you stop the car? We have to reach the Villa." Moona said, anxiously.
"Oh, yes." Usman said, realizing the situation and started the car.
"Why were you laughing?" Moona asked him, suspicion rising in her mind.
"It's just, how beautifully we have done this." He said. Moona nodded. After ten minutes, the car was stopping on the pavement of the villa. There was nobody in the lawn. Moona opened the door but Usman grabbed her wrist.
"What?" She asked, turning to him. Usman looked at her for a moment and then reached for her pocket. Moona traced the movement of his hand. He brought the CD out.
"Take this. I will take it from you tomorrow." He gave the CD to her and left her wrist. Moona put the CD in her bag silently and rushed to the Villa. Usman followed her. When she opened the door, the first thing she saw was Yumna eating the cake in front of her. Spotting Moona, she winked at her. Moona turned to Usman who was standing in the door, smiling mischievously at her.
"You are so dead." She hissed and reached for the cushion of the nearest couch. Usman ran inside the lounge and stopped behind Khalil. Moona tried to reach him but Khalil held his arm out to save him.
"What is this nonsense?" He asked.
"Yes, Moona what is this nonsense?" Usman asked.
"You are going to pay for this." Moona said, putting the cushion back. Just then she realized that Haris and his parents were also present there. She looked around in shame.
"Will you both tell me what was that?" Khalil asked again. They both looked at each other with regret.
"He told me that Yumna was missing." Moona held her arm out to Usman.
"What?" Khalil now turned to Usman. His eyes wide with anger.
"Actually I can explain later."
"When will you all learn to behave yourselves? Is this all a joke to you?" Khalil yelled.
"Sorry, bhai." Moona said. Khalil glared at her and then stormed out. Everybody in the lounge stood stunned, their hearts beating in their ears.
"Well, that was fun. Now who will go out to fetch Khalil?" Haris's father said after sometime. Everybody in the lounge burst into laughter. Then Yumna volunteered herself for the job.
"Yumna was missing. Really??" Hashim mumbled, standing behind Usman. His eyes on Shanzay.
"That was her own idea." Usman said.
"Who called you?" Hashim asked.
"Nobody, that was an alarm." Usman winked and to his previous position keeping his eyes on Sadia who was telling something to her daughter.
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"So you knew why were we going there?" Moona asked Yumna that night as they were both walking out in the lawn.
"Yes. Usman bhai told me." She said.
"He is very clever." Moona sighed.
"Of course he is. He is an intelligence officer." Yumna said. Then turned to her. "Phupho? Did you find something?"
"Yes. A CD." Moona said.
"What was in it?" Yumna asked.
"I didn't get the chance to watch it."
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Widow
Mystery / ThrillerMoona wanted to stop him, to ask him not to go, because deep down she was afraid. She was sfraid of loosing him, she was afraid that she might not see him again. A tear rolled on her cheek as she watched the closed door... After all he was a police...