Chapter 17| Don't leave my hand (ہاتھ نہ چھوٹے)

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"Baba? Why are you leaving?" she clung to her father's arm

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"Baba? Why are you leaving?" she clung to her father's arm.

"betey, Go to your mama"
He gestured towards her mother who stood in the entrance door.

"But baba, You promised? You will take me this weekend."

She had glint in her big puppy eyes.

"Sarrinah, leave bachey"

Shiza tried to smile and grab her.

"No!"

She wasn't leaving her father's hand. Shams tried to freed his hand softly.

"Baba! Noooo! Please ...
Don't leave my hand..
please!"

That little six year old was trying her best to stop her father. Tears in eyes and a small tug of little hands.

"Don't leavee my handd"

The few words that she managed to spoke when a shrill sound and piercing pain darkened her eyes.

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"Hakan? Hakan?"

The young lad was chilling with headphones in cafe.

"Hakan?"

His fellow jerked him and he responded with the most frustrated glance.

" Kiya hai ?"

Hakan scrunched his brows.

"Prof. Ali is calling you!"

He huffed and plugged the ear pieces back.

"Maamla serious lg raha hai bhai, uth ja!"

Hakan stood up, huffing and puffing.

"May I come in?"

Hakan half entered the office almost. The usual spoiled lad of rich house.

"Come in."

His professor smiled.

"Final prof ka results agya hai."

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