Episode No.1 With Her Head On The Table

As soon as I entered, Ahan's eyes went to Sui Bismal with her head on the table in front of him, and he was surrounded by a lot of shame. In his struggle to bring Zaroon back to life, he would forget him completely. There was food on the table

"Bismal!" Ahaan went to him and gently shook his shoulder

"Bismal!! get up Let's go to the room and sleep." He felt sorry to see his uncomfortable position

"Bismal!" She was startled when the bar was shaken vigorously

''Yes!!... Oh, you are here. Sorry, he fell asleep. you ate Ya Allah, it got cold. I will freshen up now. I will heat the food and bring it now. Just came now" startled she muttered and started walking towards the kitchen when Ahaan took her hand and pulled her to his side.

"Just my quick step. Go and sleep in the room. I am completely fine. Not hungry. you sleep "Ok, I have to do some office work," he said patting her cheek

"How come you are not hungry?" You have seen the time, it is midnight. And you don't eat outside. Shall I let you sleep hungry like this?

Indeed, one of the best women in the world was also written in his destiny. He was less than happy about it.

"Alright, I'll give you food, but stop being panic," he said, holding her by both shoulders, Bismal nodded his head.

I come fresh. Go get food. Well done!'' He said with a smile while patting his face

He was still in the washroom when a call started ringing on the landline in the room. After getting fresh, he came out and when he saw the number, it was from Pakistan.

"Mama!" He smiled as he thought of his mother

Picking up the receiver, he put it to his ear, but before he could say anything, hearing the conversation on the other side, he became deaf.

There was a landline in both the living room and the kitchen. They were both connected.

Ahan was listening to the conversation between his mother and his wife with surprise.

"Where is Ahaan?" asked his mother in disgust

Home

"He is fresh!" Bismal said in a low voice

"And what are you doing?" he asked the second question

"Yes, I am heating the food for them," replied Bismal

What do you mean I am heating the food now? Have you seen time? What's going on BB? She spoke in a harsh manner

"No, they have just come home, so I am heating food for them," Bismal's voice came out harshly

"Yes, what has been kept in the house so that my son can come early?" A withholding and dull-looking wife. There would have been a child. No laughter There are worries. But what do people like you know? How much joy have you deprived my child in the process of maintaining a good figure? Honah!'' She spoke with disdain, forcing Bismal to cry

"Allah knows when we will have the honor of becoming a grandmother!" she said again

Why is the mouth closed now? Am I sitting frozen?" he asked in a very sharp voice

No, that food. The food has to be heated, they will come as soon as they come," she said, wiping her tears with the back of her hand

"Okay!" After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang. Ahan, who was in the room, was paralyzed after hearing all this conversation. His eyes were red. Today, for the first time, he heard his mother talking to his wife like this. Otherwise, his tone was always very sweet. Maybe it was not the first time. Ahan's mind flashed

Composing himself, he went towards the dining room where Bismal looked at him with a smile and started cooking. His red eyes and fake smile said it all. Ahaan regrets why he didn't notice all this earlier

Three years ago, Ahan was transferred to London due to his work. He had brought Bismal with him. But in the branch where he was working, he was accused of money manipulation. Another worker had accused Ahan of stealing money. In such a situation, when the police reached the door to arrest Ahan, Zaroon happened to see him. He also lived two floors above Ahan's floor in the same building. At that time Zarun was the one who helped Ahan. He brought out the truth, but also gave Ahan the post of manager in his own company. Zaroon had only treated his shortcomings and mistakes. But Ahan had become his favor.

In the past three years, he and Zaroon had become very good friends. So good that seeing him in this state now hurt Ahan. Many times he also invited Zaroon to his house, but because of Bismal's hesitation, he would refuse the facility. He was still ashamed of Bismal. Bismal had forgiven him but he couldn't help himself.

Where are we lost? If you don't eat the food, it will get cold again" shaking his shoulder brought him back to the world of consciousness

"Did you go to see brother Zarun again today?" He asked, placing a jug of water in front of him

"Yes!" Ahan nodded his head

"They refused to come again?" Bismal said a little depressed

"He is still ashamed of you," replied Ahaan

"But I have forgiven them," said Bismal, exhaling deeply

"Yes, but he himself hasn't been able to forgive yet!"

After Ahan finished eating for a while, Bismal started wrapping the dishes. Ahan carefully patted his wife's back. The decision not to have a child was entirely Ahan's. He knew how much Bismal wanted children but he wanted to settle well first. In this cycle, he did not even realize that his wife had to suffer, but she did not even once complain to Ahan.

"What?" Bismal turned back and asked Ahan who was staring at him Ahan took a step forward and now fell behind Bismal

"Surely I am one of the lucky husbands of the world" Ahan said taking her from behind and Bismal smiled. A genuine smile

..

Karachi Pakistan)

It was a factory area where at that time a factory was under construction while the surrounding area was completely empty. In such a situation, those two souls were running at high speed. They had to save their lives at any cost. Five or six men were also running behind them who wanted to catch them

"Catch them so they don't run!" shouted one of them

Both of them turned from one place and one of them fell on his face due to his leg getting stuck in the sari

"Aftab Bhai!" The boy, who was barely sixteen and seventeen years old, immediately turned towards him

Run away Amir. Run immediately!'' The thirty-two-year-old man shouted in a low voice. The sound of footsteps was now quieter

"I will not leave you!" Speaking in a stubborn tone, he tried unsuccessfully to lift Saria

Listen to me, Amir. Run away from here immediately. These men of Niazi will not leave you. Run away from here and contact the head. Tell them all, Aamir, run away. I swear to your mother!'' Aamir's eyes started to flow hot liquid. They could reach here anytime

"Go!" He shouted pushing Amir and at the same time the sound of gunshot echoed in Fiza. Aamir looked at them with moist eyes and then ran away from there

By the time they reached there, Aamir was gone. Grabbing Aftab, they pulled him brutally and dragged him to the empty ground where Bahadur Khan Niazi was sitting cross-legged on a chair smoking a cigar.

Seeing Aftab, he smiled a devilish smile

"So tell me everything you know!" he asked calmly I know everything about you. You are not only a devil. Rather, I am also a very impotent person. I spoil the honor of girls. Apart from the trafficking of minor girls and children, you also deal in drugs and I will report all this to the police!!" he shouted angrily.

"Well, what else will the police do?" Bahadur Khan asked with a smile, Aftab bit his lip

He got up from his place with a jerk and reached on Aftab's head, giving no respite, he riddled his body with bullets.

"The one who defeated Bahadur Khan Niazi has not yet been born. At least not in this world!'' He took one look at the lifeless man and moved forward

But they all forgot about this sixteen-year-old boy, who instead of running away, was secretly making a video of them.