Many Accounts In Many Banks

The news of Arsh's death spread like wildfire. News channels, social media, and newspapers all reported, wrote, and discussed the mystery behind Arsh's death. Nearly every article, social media post, and daily newscast theorized several different conclusions about the pop star's death, yet neither of them were even close to discovering the actual cause.

'What is the mystery behind Arsh's death?'

'Is there some kind of foul play, or is it an accident?'

There were many debates on the topic, though neither of the newscasts or newspapers were actually interested, the hottest discussion simply gained them a fair share of TRP.

'Is there a foul play? Was Arsh taking drugs?'

'His loose character rouses many questions.'

'How many women had he slept with?'

These were the latest headlines of the Prime Time news. His family members were stalked by reporters, and journalists. They were followed everywhere they went, asked disturbing questions that they were displeased with. They were not spared from the reporter's barrage of questions, or the journalist's interrogations.

But before this all, let's head to his funeral.

His funeral was performed after two days of his passing. Many of his relatives, family members, friends, media people, and other close people he knew were present to honor, and mourn for him.

"As we all can see, Arsh has stepped forward for his last journey."

"We can see that many celebrities have come to attend his funeral."

Several reporters that were present at his house broadcasted every detail live on camera. While his body was taken to the cemetery, the media personnel all followed them and reached there.

They buried him in the ground. Everyone had shed tears for the loss of their beloved Arsh. His father refused to believe that he had just lost his only son. His mother had fallen sick from the shock of her son's death. Media reporters still pestered them to agree to the interviews so that their TRP's would skyrocket. The government seized this incident as an opportunity to cover up, and divert attention from all other relevant issues. They bribed media powerhouses, and made them broadcast their shows 24/7 only on the topic of Arsh's death.

'Did someone do black magic on Arsh?'

'Was Arsh taking drugs?'

The media continuously broadcasted those rubbish shows on their channel, drawing up their own ridiculous conclusions without any authentic evidence.

After a few days, Arsh's father was relaxed on the sofa, in the hall of their bungalow. Have I told you about Arsh's father? No? Oh, I am really sorry.

His name was Nur. He was 54 years old. He had gray hair, yellow skin, brown eyes, and, a well-rounded body. He wore a white kurta and pajama.

While he talked with his brother-in-law Adur, who was 45, and had a mixture of black and gray hair. He had a thin body, and wore a green kurta and white pajama. A girl entered the hall from the door. It was Naina, Arsh's girlfriend. She wore a salwar suit.

They both stood up when they noticed her arrive. She walked towards them, and then greeted. The two men were confused about who the girl was as they had never seen her before.

"Hello uncle, I am Naina," She said.

Nur nodded, but he was still puzzled.

"But, daughter? Who are you?" He asked as he tried to figure out if he had met her somewhere.

"Didn't Arsh tell you?"

Nur and Adur exchanged looks of suprise, and tried to remember if Arsh had ever mentioned anything about a girl.

"You knew Arsh?" Adur asked as he gave her his attention.

"Yes, I knew him very well," She said. "I was his girlfriend."

They were both further surprised by the girl's claim with quizzical expressions on their faces. Arsh never mentioned his girlfriend. They looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

"Girlfriend?" Adur said, confused. "But Arsh never mentioned you."

"What?" She raised a brow. "But he promised me that he would ask for my hand from my father."

The two men were almost dumbfounded by her words Suddenly, another girl entered through the door. She had short, shoulder-length, black hair, had pale skin, black eyes, and a small triangular face. She walked towards Nur and Adur.

"Hello, uncle," She said, and lowered her head a bit.

"Hello," Nur said. He was confused, and looked at Adur as if his brother-in-law would have an answer, but he was just as equally confused.

"Ah, daughter, can I ask who are you?" Adur said.

"Uncle, you don't know me?"

"I am sorry," Adur apologized, and shook his head.

"I am Neha. I was Arsh's girlfriend," She said.

They were all hit with another wave of shock, especially Naina.

"If you were his girlfriend, then who is she?" Adur asked as he pointed at Naina.

"How would I know, uncle?"

"You liar, I was Arsh's girlfriend," Naina said with a frown.

"What are you talking about? Arsh, and I were really close. He was even going ask for my hand in marriage from my father," Neha said.

As if the confusion, and surprise of one issue after another was not enough, Neha's claim further contributed to their astonishment.

"What?" Naina said, with disbelief. "No, no, no, he was going to ask for my hand.

As this debate continued, another girl entered through the door. They all directed their attention to her.

"It seems Arsh had many accounts opened in many banks," Adur whispered to Nur.

Nur was not in the condition to answer him. The girl stopped near them. She had long brown hair, black eyes, light brown skin, and a long face.

"Hello, uncle. Hello everyone," She greeted all of them.

Nur and Adur were more puzzled now. They sort of already guessed who this girl might have been, but had hoped that their assumption would be incorrect.

"Hello. Who might you be, daughter?" Adur said asked as he looked at her with confusion.

"Didn't Arsh tell you about me?" She questioned.

Nur and Adur exchanged another quizzical glance with each other.

"I am sorry, but... no," Adur said.

"Oh, really?" She said. "I am Ritu. I was Arsh's girlfriend."

After he heard the girl's claim, Nur felt dizzy from all the confusion, and surprise. He was about to faint from the shock but Adur supported his weight with an arm around his back.

"Are you okay?" Adur asked with concerned.

"Yeah, yeah, I am... I am okay," Nur said, and tried to compose himself. Adur looked at Ritu.

"Arsh never mentioned you," Adur said.

"Is it?" Ritu said with surprise. "But he was going to ask for my hand from my father."

Another dose of shock was added to their accumulation, especially Neha and Naina.

"But if you were his girlfriend, then who are these two?" Adur asked as he pointed at Neha and Naina.

"How would I know?"

Nur was now as dumbfounded as a deer in headlights. He refused to believe all of what happened, but could not deny that it did in fact happen.

"Oh, hello? Arsh was my boyfriend," Naina said as she confronted Ritu.

"Who are you?" Neha demanded while she looked Naina. "Arsh was my boyfriend."

"I don't even know who you two are," Ritu said. "Arsh and I were made for each other. We even had sex multiple times."

Nur was unable to bear the impact of the shock, and fainted. The girls argued with each other, and debated about who was better suited for Arsh or who was much closer with him.

"Arsh and I did it more than you," Naina said.

"Hah, Arsh and I did it more than you two combined," Neha said with a smug face.

As this argument went on, a crowd of girls barged into the house. Hundreds of girls were present there. Now, Adur also fell on the floor and fainted.

They all stood in a crowd in the hall. Many of them were outside too.

'As we all can see, many unknown girls barged into Arsh's house. What is the mystery behind this?'

This was the hot topic on a news channel on the same day. The video footage of the girls who barged into the bungalow was telecasted.