Anisa:
I was worn out from squirming and struggling to open my hands and remove the fold from my eyes.

I wished someone would arrive quickly to save me since I was unable to even hear voices. I could only wait for this agony to end.

I was shoved outside and hauled, God knows where, by someone.

Did he not feel guilty about touching a non-mahram girl?or was it a girl?

They forced me to sit still, maybe believing that I would recognize their voices.

I tightly closed my eyes as the rough, cold voice said, "Unfold her." It was extremely painful; everything seemed black, and my hands hurt a lot.

Soon after the folded cloth was taken from my eyes, I opened them, blinked, and looked around the room. There was nothing there, just the chair I was sitting in, a large window above my head, a closed door, and a stranger standing next to me. However, as I turned to look to the side, my eyes grew wider. Was my kidnapper Iqbal?

"You?"I asked, averting my eyes out of disgust.

"Yeah, welcome home, love," he said, glancing at the other person in the room and laughing evilly.

"Do not call me that," I angrily and hatefully yelled at the man.How in the world did I come to be with such a guy and believe that he was good?When we spend time with someone we know well, they truly reveal their true selves.

"Oww, are you waiting for someone to come and rescue you?"He questioned me while I was waiting for a response, and instead of responding, I prayed from the bottom of my heart to Allah to send anyone, either my parents or Ayman.

He warned the man with him as he left the room, saying, "You not replying to me will only cost you punishments oww let us do this just one meal per day."

He did not even unfold my hands.

"Please Allah, help me," I whispered every prayer I knew.

Sometimes when we are away, we realize how much we miss our family.

Ayman:
I was just done with work and going through for tomorrows meeting just then a ringing made me look at screen and I got so many questions on my mind why was Uncle Imran calling at this time?I just hope Anisa is fine she has been through so much.

"Assalamualeikum dear....,"he greeted while sobbing I could hear his voice stuttering and he was unableto talk more.

"Waleikumsalam uncle but what happened?"I asked now so many negative thoughts were running in my mind.

"Anisa...Anisa she...she went to open he door and someone took her everything happened so suddenly,"he started explaining me and I just stood up pacing in room.

"What?"I asked not believing what I heard.

"Please Ayman please help us find her,"his voice sounded low and he was begging me a father begging me to find her daughter.

"Please uncle don't beg it doesn't look good I will just try to find her and don't worry we will find her,"I tried to convince him he has always been the one motivating us and today he's broken his daughter means world to him I can understand.

"How's aunt Aisha?"I asked him though I know it's not the question to be asked at this time.

"I will be there,"I told them and ended the call after that I called dad and explained everything they said they will reach at Anisa's place. I even informed Mayra and her husband.

Ya Allah please help me.

"Sorry for ignoring you sorry,"I said to myself I had been avoiding her and now she's not here.

Never hurt someone you love you never know how long they will be with you.

"I promise to find you," I told myself as I grabbed my phone and made my way over to Anisa's.

I was thinking back on every detail I had learned so far, especially since Hamza had returned to her life, as I was driving.Why does it seem like Iqbal is involved in any of this?He has been pleading with her to meet occasionally, but she has been avoiding him.

I swear I will not leave Iqbal behind if that is him.How could he harm someone who is mine—my family—to be mine?
Whether it is a friendship or not does not matter to me.The punishment for hurting Anisa and her family will come if he is the bad guy.I will uncover the truth, so get ready, Mr. Iqbal.

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