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                                      •A MISTAKE•                                       

                                                                                                                                                                    

There are always two things to compare. One is always bad and one is always good but it also depends on the person's priority, where we can't decide who is right or who is wrong. Then it's destiny. To some people one is evil and one is the lesser evil. To some people one is good and one is lesser good. It's your choice what side you choose. It's always the choice.                                                                                

Just like it was the month of January when the warmth of the sun and the cold breeze were there to work hand in hand. There were houses in front of the park with full of blossomed flowers. It seemed like people had things for greenery or the houses were too old that trees were more than people, who were dawdled to cut the trees. In one of the houses, it was mentioned on the nameplate, Khan House.                                                                                 

They both were sitting against each other, busy in their chores. One in her phone and the other in writing something while taking breakfast.

Anna Khan with those big golden squared glasses was sitting in the warmth of sunlight making its way through the window behind her while Zoha Khan was sitting in the cold breeze as she was sitting in front of the door where the cold breeze was crossing making her light brown-reddish curly hairs to sway away with it slightly. One was beautiful and the other was clumsy.                                                                                 

"What about your job?"Came the angry voice of Shela, Anna's uncle's wife. Her Aunt though.

Zoha and she were cousins, but quite opposite in everything as Anna had the bubbly personality while Zoha was the calm and composed one. Anna was the one who used to get excited for small thing as the existance of small things could make her very happy but Zoha was always calculated although they both were equally concerned about Shela but Zoha was the one who could easily get anxious and cry whenever it came to her mother. She thrived to make her proud of herself as Anna was doing the same but she was a little clumzy for that too. They both were equally kind as they both were raised by Shela. Anna diverted her attention from her writing. She first look at her aunt who was making breakfast for them while talking then at Zoha who was busy with her phone and breakfast. The question was meant for her and she knew that.                                                                                

"Can't you help me?" Anna said in a hushed tone while poking her with her shoe.                                                                                

"Nope," Zoha said remaining in her posture.                                                                                 

" I am waiting for the answer," Shela said as Anna could see her back.                                                                                

"I-I am finding." She lied. She didn't like to spend hours outside the house. Being an introvert she wanted to do any job inside the house and that's why she chose writing that in her Aunt's eyes weren't anything but a time waste because her every story was getting rejected by the publishing company.                                                                                 

"Look Anna let me clear this today. If you will not find the job then I will marry you to someone and you have one week." Aunt said while sitting in the dining with her breakfast.                                                                                 

"One week." The pen dropped from her hand.

"But I am trying to look this book is almost complete. Then I would get a job in that company as a writer." She tried her all-good puppy dog eyes as Shela just glared.                                                                                 

"Don't you think you should add some spicy scenes or mature romance in your book because Anna darling no one wants to read that romance of eighties you write or else you should write for children books? You are good at writing but change your style. Stick to reality." Zoha said while standing up. She was a doctor in one of the expensive hotels in town. She was intelligent and beautiful. Her curly hairs were set aside at her one shoulder. She knew what is good in her and she was smart enough to bring that thing out for her. Her hair was beautiful that's why she took good care of them.                                                                                 

"Who told you that people don't read romance. People like me do. And about that spicy thing they can imagine on their own. What if a child found my book and start reading that things?" Anna said as she could not endure the insult of romance. She wrote novels but they were simple, slow, and rhythmically yet people found that boring.                                                                                

"Fine!" Zoha said as she adjusted her veil on her head. She loved wearing eastern dresses as for her they were modest, unlike Anna who loved to wear eastern dresses because she could buy them. They both were similar in love for modest things in which they could find comfort. But Zoha was more realistic than Anna who loved to remain in her fantasies.

" I am not telling you to change your mind but I think this is not your place to write. Try somewhere else. Bye Bye." Zoha said and went out.                                                                                 

Anna then slowly moved towards her aunt who was still glaring at her.                                                                                 

"I am repeating, one week." Aunt Shela said while taking a bite of her bread.                                                                                 

"But Zoha is one year older than me." She pouted.                                                                                 

"She had yet to complete her house-job and I am not anxious about her. I am about you. Look you are far more beautiful than Zoha but look at yourself." Shela said as she looked down at herself. She was wearing a pink silk sleeping suit with a rabbit ears band on her head and her dark brown hairs were like been t combed for a year.                                                                                 

"Fine I know she is far more organized than me because of her OCD but from where you will find a guy for me in one week." Anna smiled inwardly.                                                                                

" The guy is already found by me or I should say I don't have to find one," Aunt said and went to do the dishes. She was all that a perfect definition of housewife could be. She was kind too but strict for these two girls because a single mother had to be strict for her children                                                                                

Anna knew about whom she was talking about. Bilal, she hated the most. He was her second cousin and according to her aunt she loved her but she knew that he lusted over her. She was a romantic person and she wanted a romantic person in her life. But destiny always tests you by giving that you don't want.                                                                                 *                                                                                 

It was midnight when she was busy on her laptop to find any job online but she couldn't find one. Now there was no sun only a cold breeze which got intensity after the appearance of the stained moon. Zoha and Anna had the same rooms and she was laying on her bed when the door burst open to show Zoha trembling in panic. She was even sweating in all cold.  Anna looked at her then at the room. Everything was in place then there was nothing to get an OCD attack.                                                                                

"What happened? Did you see a ghost or mirror?" Anna asked as she handed her a glass of water after making her sit on the bed.                                                                                 

"I-I have made a grave mistake," Zoha said while grabbing the glass with trembling hands. She then explained everything. Zoha was working in a hospital when men drenched in blood came from the backside of the hospital that was only meant for VIPs. And the mistake she did was that she listened to the men and the senior doctor's conversation. They were mafia men and talking about their hidden assets when the man who was probably the bodyguard of the injured men saw her.

"...I got panicked and I didn't know what to do," Zoha said.                                                                                

"And you want me to put this in my novel that's why you came here," Anna said rolling her eyes at her.

"Okay, so you came here so that they can kill us all." She added when Zoha glared at her.                                                                                  

"Relax Zo..." Anna was about to say something when she heard the sound of the car's screeching tires.

They both went to the window to see a Rolla-Royce phantom parked in front of their house.

" Okay now I am scared," Anna said as she gulped.                                                                                

"Come on let's go down before they come up to meet us so that Maa will know it all," Zoha said as she went down followed by Anna.

" Oh, Allah! Do you want to do negotiations with this dangerous mafia?" Anna prayed to Allah to give her a piece of mind.                                                                                  

They closed the door slowly so that Shela couldn't wake up. They both were trembling when they approached the car. Two men one in a uniform of a bodyguard and the other in a black tuxedo without any coat with sleeves folded came out after him.                                                                                

"So you are here for your death." The man with a black tuxedo said as his eyes were dark black.                                                                                

"Look sir what you guys were doing was illegal..." Zoha said as she was in front while Anna was almost hiding behind her. She gave her a look as if she had gone mad.

"...but I won't complain about you to anyone. How can I even the senior doctors of my hospital are with you." Zoha said tried to act confident. Anna could see behind that smirking tuxedo guy, someone else was also sitting inside the car. She couldn't see his face as it was dark.                                                                                  

" Really?" The guy laughed evilly as they both flinched. " Do you think if you will complain to the police or your seniors they would harm us? No sweetheart, we kill because we don't want people to know our secrets. And believe me, my heart won't hurt a little bit if I kill you pretty girls or I should say one hot and sexy girl and one sweet child." He said as Zoha adjusted her veil from her chest while Anna adjusted her rabbit ears hairband. They both minded what he said.                                                                                 

"Look..." Anna said like a big child as he took out his gun.

"...f-first o-of all I am not a child and s-second we can do anything you want us to do. Don't fire, Maa will wake up." Anna said with all her intelligence. Both men first looked at her dumbfounded then laughed.                                                                                 

"SEND HER TO ME?" A gruff voice came from the car as a shudder ran down their spines.                                                                                •