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.
"My son is one of a watchman here, called me." She explained the man's presence at the door.
I was listening, but inside of mine was planning.
Planning to escape....
Oh Allah! Help me please!!
My heart was pleading to Allah.
"He was saying to keep an eye on you, not to escape. Strict order from the Saab (boss, sir)."
Old Lady was thoroughly changed, I felt her voice was so tender. Her eyes carrying waves of kindness.
"Why did he kidnap me?"
I questioned to her but replied myself own. "My brother will pay him ransom money to leave me."
She laughed in amusement.
"Saab is very rich himself, why he's going to ask for ransom?"
I started crying again, as tears were trickled down on my cheeks to chin, I wiped from the back of my palm....
"Listen! Saab is not a womanizer, don't cry!" Old lady patted my head and added, "He will never do wrong with you."
As she said word "wrong" my heart raced to my throat.
I gulped, as more tears were forming inside the bottom of my eyes.
Old lady stood up...
"Then why'd he kidnap me?" I asked the same question to her with tearful eyes.
She stopped by the small wooden table on which she placed the tray of food, she pick the tray and came to me. "I don't know."
Even she was helpless to answer me.
"Girl! you should eat something. Don't remain hungry, it will put no effect on anyone. I don't know for how long you are here, so you should eat to remain alive and healthy for your own sake." Old Lady placed tray in front of me.
I saw with 2 chapatis there was some potato egg curry in the plate...
Sudden an image of my loving Mother blurred my vision just because of tears about to gush out..
I hid my face in my arms and sobbed aloud so my body was jolting.
"You didn't like it? I will bring something else for you." She spoke in embarrassment.
"No! Aunty don't bother, even I have a zero appetite but I will take this food." I felt my stomach growled.
I checked the time It was 3:00 pm, 24 hours fasting I had. And despite all I had threw up that made me even more weaker...
"I will come after sometime...you eat this....Finnish it."
That woman headed out..
I slowly took a bite of chapati with little curry
While munching, I felt my cheeks drenched in tears...
"Ahh! Mom! Bhai! When would I see you again."
I addressed absently to both of them one by one.
sobbing during the swallowing lead me coughing...
Cough****
Cough*****
I saw the jug and glass was on the wooden table.
Dragging myself to the table, I poured water in the glass and drank it in one gulp....
I again filled a glass, drank it.
It was like I'm a thirsty Camel in an oasis...
Third glass... Final. I felt myself full.
I sat loosely and don't know from where sleep overcame on me, I utterly dozed off.
*****
Faraan's POV:
"Sir! Meeting is ready."
My PA informed me.
"OK! I'm coming." I stood up while unrolling then
buttoning up cuffs as I use to roll up when in my office.
I earned the name in Business community so fast, I owned this company through my tireless, hard work.
I wasn't the kid, born with silver spoon, My parents left no treasure chests for me in heritage except their beautiful memories and noble surname.
Faraan Syed Hassan, an ordinary name, transformed in to FSH group of companies.
How?
Is it necessary to be told??
Yeah! One man Army.
My mother used to call me "Mera Sher!"
My mother was the only one female thorough whom I got inspired in my life...
But...
Afterwards I met any of females were crap....
Yes crap...
Long story......
In short, every female whom I chanced to meet occasionally, wanted me to meet again....
"Leeches!"
In this whirlpool of desires they don't even care for their feminism, ego...hunh!
That's why I haven't appointed any of this creature in my company.
In the Conference Hall:
I entered in the conference room with my eyes glanced on my wristwatch.
It was 4:pm sharp.
"Good Afternoon sir", My PA represented all and greeted me.
I shook my head in approval, with signalled through my arm I ordered all the standing figures to be seated.
I pened a File in front of me on the table,
"What is this??"
.
I studied the file at once, that made me shout in the hall.
Every body stirred in their place.
"Tell me now, who the hell is the responsible of?"
I eyed to my bit shaky PA.
"Sir! He is out of city, he was the
Authorised by to deal with this Group" PA spoke now regained his confidence.
"Who he??"
I blasted, I was mad to read the final report of our growth, that made me shock that my two long term business Allies were broke away to join the other same group.
"How its possible? I mean beside our long term alliance how they broke up to joined that....
"DOLAN GROUP"?
"Sir"..PA hesitantly spoke.
"Who.... is....the...
..... responsible?"... I whipped the atmosphere
"Sir Mr. Saalar Ahmed was the completely authorised by for this task, He paused.
"It seems Mr. Salaar is the employee of Dolan group instead of FSH" he added.
Now I knew Why PA was bit hesitant to say the name of Saalar, just because I handed him over many authorities, just given him the status of my right arm....
"So....Salaar...you must be paying for that" I mumbled.
"Gentlemen! Mr. Saalar is no longer employee, he is fired from FSH Group.
Any of you shouldn't take risk to meet him or.....
"sympathetic expression by any of you to Mr. Saalar will be considered to accountable"
I addressed by bird viewing the Hall.
"Mr. Javed! Type a termination letter for Mr. Saalar", I Spoke to my PA.
"Yes Sir!"
"Gentlemen! Meeting is over"
I called aloud to the men sitting in the Hall, around the table.
Everyone stood up silently, and emptied the conference hall in a minute.
While I was still looking menacingly to the file, which held the undeniable proofs of Salaar's treachery.
"Ohh!" Salaar I m feeling bad for you...you lost sister and job same day"
"Ha..ha..ha"
I burst out a humourless laughter.
Grinning on my very own mischievous act, I felt myself calm.
While heading out of the conference Hall, I informed my PA to cancel the meetings or any appointments.
"OK Sir!" He was alert.
I came out of my office,
I started my car and drove off to the old rest house....
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Assalam-o-Alaikum!
Dearies!
How was the update?
Boring na...
Yes it was..
But
Next chapter will be Faraan and Noor' totally..:)
How could she survive against his ruthlessness!!!
What's Faraan 's intention...
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Stay blessed.
Gul