CHAPTER 8 - Miseries

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Continued.....

Saalar's POV:

The phone rang....

An unknown number!

I raised my hand to grip the phone, I felt I'm bit shaky. Before saying yes, I gulped a knot.

"H-Hello!"

I felt my voice coming from far far away...

"Assalam-o-Alaikum! Saalar bhai?"

A girl's voice in hysteric manner struck my mind.

I jumped up. "Noor?"

I wished thousand times in my heart to listen my sister's voice.

"Saalar bhai its me Rudaba! Noor's friend!" girl spoke in urgent way.

"Where is my Sister? She was at your house. Tell me where is she gone?" I darted on her with anger.

"Salaar bhai! She is not here, she was with me by the 10: PM but afterwards she never be seen by any one." Rudaba was crying in low tone.

My heart was crying too in fact bleeding.

Where is she gone?

"Salaar bhai! Noor's....Noor's." She was going to stab me.

"Noor's what? Speak up!" I cried cum yelled.

"Saalar bhai! We found Noor's phone... and .... and her sandals are laid on ground in front of my.......my main gate."

"What!" Her sandals! Her phone!"

'Where is my sister?'

Phone slipped through my hand.

I was shocked.

The thought hit me hard again and again with painful tide every where in my body, where ever blood was flowing, carrying pain every where.

Ya Allah! Forgive me, Don't let my sister in trouble.
Please Allah SWT, save her from minimal scratch.

I was crying inward and outward both.

The situation Rudaba told me was signalling very obviously that,

She was kidnapped!!

"I will never leave alive whoever did that."
Anger started boiling in me...

Smash!!!

I picked up a crystal vase from side table a bang it into the wall in front.

More then every particle of the broken item, I was shattered.

My phone rang again.

I gathered my energy and gripped the phone.

This time caller ID shown. Mom calling!

I swiped to yes.

H-Hello Mother." I with dead voice.

"Salaar beta!" An unknown voice.

"Who?" I uttered with lamenting heart.

"Salaar beta it's me your Aunt in neighbor." She spoke hurriedly. "Your Mom...." She paused.

"What happened to Mom?" I yelled a loud.

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Noor's POV:

"Kid! Why didn't you eat?"

Old woman was back.

I looked her helplessly, she was called by a man on the door.

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