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Amal's pov
I followed arham as he jogged down the stairs in a hurry
"I'll be back as soon as I can till then be good" he said and turned to kiss me
I stood there dutifully, letting him kiss me
arham suddenly storming off to some other country because of his "business" is no new news for me
I sighed in relief as he drove off
few days of peace, sounds good
as I was about to feel happy my gaze fell on all of the bodyguards
whenever arham leaves he makes sure there are body guards in every single corner of the roomlike imagine
40 bodyguards in your house 24×72 following you everywhere even in your bedroom watching you sleep
it just makes everything a lot worse
I went to my bedroom pulled out the picture frame i brought with me from my house when I got married
now you wonder I get little freedom and I decide to look at a picture frame
well the thing is arham does not like it if i give attention to anyone including my parents so I am not allowed to keep that frame anywhere on display nor am I allow to look at it too muchsounds too extreme?
well what isn't at this pointI took the frame and lied on the bed hugging it closer to my chest i tried to make my brain belief that I wasnt here I was with my parents in the same picture I was clutching right now
with them on our couch it was eid and it was a random picture that was clicked by ambreen api when I was fighting with abbu for more eidi while mumma just sat there involuntarily I looked happy, cheerful, confident.
I had both my parents with me, I felt safe.
I closed my eyes and tears rolled out of my eyes one after another a very painfull lump forming in my throat
I laid there in fetal position clutching the picture tighter to my chest and tried to relive that memory, that feeling and before I knew I feel asleep.
Samad's pov
I looked at the house from far while my men were preparing for the attack
ahmed bhai pulled the binoculars away from his eyes and sighed
"we have a problem!"
"what?" I asked panicked
"well there seems to be more bodyguards than usual"
"how much more?"
"double"
"shit" I cussed and punched at the fence
"what do we do now?" Ahmed bhai asked
"he doubled the security.....I will take four times more men with me" I smirked
"we cant arrange that many men today we'll have to postpone the attack till tommorow"
Ahmed bhai explained"no problem....waise b wo kutta toh hai nahi toh amal is safe...par kal uska us jahannum me akhri din hoga" I declared and said
'in sha allah' in my heart.
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