PROMISE FULFILLED

We all three started to aunt's house. The place was full of people that looked like swarm of bees. The city by the way was full of people on Sunday. Many people went to their relatives some people's trade was coming and some shopkeepers bought sacks of flour, sugar, vegetables and many other things. In our way a police barricade came. My heart was beating very fast. The police stopped us and said to take off the masks. My heart started beating more fast. I took off my mask and so did Salaam. The policeman narrowed his eyes but he didn't recognize. I was having a huge mustache when the ruler fell in the gutter by the push of my horse. But now I was not having a single hair on my face. He asked "introduce yourselves." I started "my name is Ahmed Asif, (pointing at Salaam) this is my son Qasim Ahmed and (pointing at maa) Aqsa Ahmed, my wife and why these barricades are installed here today?" the police officer said, "just finding a criminal. (knocking the wooden door of the barricade) open it up. You can pass sir." Well we three passed the first barricade. Salaam approached me and said in slow voice "great names and technique." Another barricade was coming up ahead. They asked the same questions but there was an additional question: "where do you live?" I replied in an angry voice "none of your business." That policeman looked me in a strange way and said in a low, heavy voice "it's king's orders." I told him a fake address "oh sorry! If it's that way, then it is just behind the butcher's shop on 4th street near the mosque right there (pointing at a minaret of the mosque). He noted the address on a notepad and knocked the door. The door opened and we passed. That was the last of them. I looked back just in case that someone is following us but none to be seen. We reached aunt's house and knocked the door. Aunt Sofia opened the door and we went in. So it was a promise fulfilled...