Maha POV

I washed my hands and dried them. I felt a presence behind me and saw a woman in abaya with niqab. She removed her niqab and I gasped. What the......

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What? She is not a woman instead this is man looking very dangerous as he eyed me making me dig a hole for myself and bury myself there till he disappear. He run his fingers on my face making me throw everything out. I try my best to control my tears and closed my eyes tightly. I silently praying to Allah to send someone to help me.

He forcefully grip my chin making me yelp. "Shh... Sweetheart I will not doing anything with you if I want you and believe me I want to do many things with you." He whispered in my ear. He is very close to me making me shaking in fear.

He put a paper in my hands and tried to kiss on my cheeks but I pushed him away. "Oh sweety. I'm not doing anything with you yet. Give my message to your husband This time I'm leaving his wife alone but next time if come between my work then there will be the consequence." he said and went out of the washroom putting the niqab back on the face, and saying, "Give him the paper."

I looked down at the paper in my hands as my hands are shivering. I quickly put it on  the self and splashed water on my face. I dried my face with my dupatta and took deep breaths trying to control myself. I called Farhan but he is not picking my call. I quickly exit from the washroom taking the paper with me and trying to calm myself.

I quickly went in the food court and try to find Fahad but he is no where to be seem. "Bhabi?" I heard a voice behind me. I quickly turned around and saw Shawaiz bhai standing there with other two guards. "Are you OK, bhabi? You are looking pale. Is everything OK? Should I take you to the-" I cut him saying, "Farhan." "Bhai?" He asked in confusion. "Take me to the Farhan." I said him looking around trying to see if that same scary man is near us or not. "Bhai is busy right now and your brother left as he got an important call." He said. "I don't care if is busy or not. Please just take me to him. Please." I pleaded him. He nodded his head as he looked at me in concern. "Did anything happen, bhabi?" He asked. "Please take me to Farhan." I said as my voice cracked in the end. I'm at the verge of crying.

He quickly took me to the car and I sit in the car. I dialed Farhan number but he is not answering my call. After fifteen minutes later the car stopped at some what look like a scary place. I get tensed and turned to Shawaiz bhai who opened the door of my side. I looked at him in confusion. "He is here, bhabi." He explained. I nodded my head and follow him inside the scary and haunted house. I gripped the paper tightly and feel my body shaking.

We entered in the house but stop dead in the track and my breath got stuck in my breath. The sight in front of me making me fear more. Farhan is standing with a gun pointing in the direction of a man laying on the floor begging for his forgiveness and Ahmed bhai, Irtiza bhai, Moosa bhai and Daood bhai all standing there looking at the man and also some of men standing there. Everyone standing there had no expression on their faces.

He shot the man and I tightly closed my eyes, biting my tongue stop myself from crying. "Bhai." I heard someone called Farhan. I opened my slowly and saw Farhan turned his face, and looked at me. His eyes turned into soft and he looked at me in concern. I looked at him with my watered eyes as he come near me. My whole body is visibly shaking and my grip on the paper tight.

His eyes fell on my hands and he stopped in front of me. A tear escaped from my eyes which I'm trying my best to stop. He took the paper from my hand and read it. His face turned into angry. He pulled me in his arms. He wrapped one arm around me and asked in anger, "Where were you guys when he came near her?" His voice boomed making me shiver in fear. I pulled away and looked up at him. "It's not their fault. I was in washroom when this happened." I said in my small voice between my shaky voice. "Take care of this. And about him I'll take care of it later." He said gritted his teeth.

Ahmed bhai took the paper from Farhan and read it. His face also turned into angry. "Take her home, Farhan. We'll take care of everything." Ahmed bhai said to Farhan. Farhan nodded his head and took me out of this house in his car. He made me sit in car and sit in the driver seat. He started the car and held my hand in his tight grip.

When we reached home, he took me in his arms as my legs give up. He took me in our room and placed me on the bed. I quickly hugged him tightly and sobbed on his shoulder. He rubbed my back gently and kissed my head. He grabbed my face in his hands and wiped my tears. "Did he do something?" He asked softly but his eyes held anger and rage. I sobbed as I thought about it. "He.. try... to... touch.. me." I said in between my sobs.

He quickly hugged me gently and laid me on the bed. He removed my dupatta and shawl, and put them on the nightstand. He laid beside me and hugged me. I hid my face in his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, and put his chin on my head kissing in the head. Darkness consumed me soon as I slowly calm down.

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Farhan POV

I shouldn't have let her go for shopping. I closed my eyes to calm myself down. I stared down at my life who is sleeping, fisting my shirt in her small fists. I know she is scared very much right now.

I kissed her both eyelids and cheeks making her relax. I rubbed her back gently then opened her hairs and start playing with them. I closed my eyes with my life in my arms.

Next morning I wake up and saw my life still sleeping in my arms. I carefully got up from the bed laying her down gently on the bed. She moved her hand trying to find me which made me smile. She picked my pillow then hugged it. I removed the hairs from her face tucked it behind her ear and kissed on her head.

I went in the washroom and took a quick shower, and change into casual clothes. I went downstairs then in the kitchen thinking about making breakfast for my kitten.

I sigh in frustration as I again burn the egg. I heard someone giggles from behind. I turned around and saw my wife standing there with arms crossed, and tried to stop her giggles. She come to me and stood beside me. She bumped her hips with mine and said with a smile, "Don't cook when you know you can't." "Smile all you want." I said her with a playful glare. She giggled and start cooking breakfast.

I wrapped my arms around her from behind and opened her hairs. "Farhan." She whined. "What?" I asked her innocently. "Why you opened my hairs?" She asked turning her face a little to glare at me. I kissed on her nose making her blush. "Please don't distract me." She complained. I kissed on her head and whispered in her ear, "OK. I'll not distract you now but I'll distract you later."

She blushed hard and pushed me out of the kitchen. I chuckled and went upstairs to our room to call Ahmed. I called Ahmed and he answered in the third ring.

"Assalam o Alikum!"

"Walikum Assalam! Did you send the body to him?"

"Yeah. I sent it. How's she now?"

"She's OK now."

"Take her out for the fresh air. She'll feel good and don't let her remember the incident."

"OK dad."

"Farhan? Did you tell her about it?"

"No. But soon I'll tell her." I said with a sigh.

"OK but tell her, soon."

"Hmm."

"I have to go. Allah Hafiz!"

"Allah Hafiz!"

I ended the call and was about to went out of the room but stopped as I heard many tings from Maha's mobile. I picked her cell and went downstairs as it continuously ting. Who is messaging her right now? I thought and went in the kitchen.

"Mano?" I called her. "G?" "Your cell. Someone is continuously messaging you." I said her showing her phone. "Please check it who is it and what it say." She said and again turned to continue cooking. I nodded my head and opened it, and saw my pic of laying on the bed, hugging a pillow, and sleeping on the wallpaper of lock screen. I looked at her and asked showing her cell, "What's this?" She looked at the phone then at me with a shy smile. "As you this is a picture of my hubby who was sleeping peacefully. So I took his picture." She said tucking her hair behind her ear and smiled sheepishly.

I shook my head with a smirk and asked, "What's code?" "Make M." I made the pattern M on her cell and it opened. I went out of the kitchen in the living room and opened the messages. When I opened them, they made my blood boiled. What the hell....

To be continued....

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Assalam o Alikum!

Today I'm updating single chapter but maybe on Saturday I will update two chapters.

So, what do you guys think what was Farhan and Ahmed talking about? And who was messaging Maha?

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