“Anaaya, if you need anything you can ask me without any hesitation,” Mehak told her softly, showing her room. A while earlier, Aadil picked her up from the airport and brought her here. Noticing her red puffy eyes, Mehak found it better to remain silent.“Ok sister, for now, I just want to take a rest.” Anaaya said simply as she looked around the room.“OK, take this cell phone and call Shehroz.” Mehak handed over her mobile. She just came to know that Anaaya wasn't using her mobile. As Anaaya took the mobile from her hand, Mehak silently came out of her room.Anaaya took a long deep breath as she felt herself lonely. She texted Shehroz and informed him about her safely reaching here. It was the first time in her life that she had come to a foreign country. That's why she was feeling a bit odd here.Thought of Zaviyaar was coming again and again in her mind, but she was jerking it. After getting fresh and changing her dress, she picked up her mobile. And as she looked at the date, s
PeaceThis is a kind of word which seemed quite strange to him. Since the time she went away from him, it feels like his soul also went away from him. For the last two days, he was locked in his apartment. Neither he was in contact with anyone nor did he go back to his home.But on Gul informing Habib about his behaviour with Maheen, Habib tried to scold him harshly, but Zaviyaar switched off the phone in between talking.In the darkness of the room, he was leaning back against the bed, wearing a black t-shirt and trousers and taking puffs of a cigarette. Anaaya's happy and giggling face flashed in front of his eyes, making him lose his temper.“You love me, right? Then why are you marrying her?” Somewhere from very far, the voice of Anaaya echoed in his ears. He clenched his jaw and took a deep puff of the cigarette. With his other hand, he made a fist and started hitting lightly his forehead.Because of constant sleeplessness, he was feeling an extreme headache.“Anaaya…. Just meet
“Anaaya…” Because of his yelling in a loud voice, a frown appeared on the forehead of Anaaya. Her heart was thumping badly and felt like it was about to burst out of her ribs.Seeing him acting impulsively, Adil took a deep breath and grabbed him by his coat from his back to try to pull him out. But he was standing like a rock and constantly yelling the name of Anaaya to call her to come out.“Anaaya, just for once, give me a chance to talk with you. Then I will go out of here, if you don't come out then I will keep on standing here for the whole night, yelling your name.” On his words, Anaaya exhaled a deep breath took a few steps, and went to the corridor. Mehak, who after listening to the noise coming from outside, came out to stop Anaaya from going out, but she stopped as Anaaya shook her head in a negative. Zaviyaar became stiff as he saw Anaaya in front of him. His red eyes sparkled.“Brother, give me five minutes to talk with him.” She spoke in a soft voice to Adil, who nodde
“Anaaya, today I have an appointment with a doctor so I'm going to the hospital with Adil. Will you stay alone for a while?” Mehak asked her in a concerned voice.“Yes sister, you can go. Don't worry about me.” She said, smiling slightly. Early in the morning, Adil took away Zaviyaar from the front of his house so she was relieved about this matter.“OK doll, take care of yourself. Adil is about to come here to pick me up. Don't forget to lock the door from inside, huh.” She nodded her head, listening to the instructions of Mehak. After Mehak left, she came inside but she forgot to lock the entrance door of the house.She was feeling hungry so she thought about cooking something for herself and came to the kitchen. On the other hand, Zaviyaar, who was waiting for Anaaya to get alone, came inside as he got an opportunity.Very hard, he jumped from the main boundary of the house and came inside. After finding the entrance door open, he took a sigh of relief.So without creating any nois
He was glaring at the restraining order, which he was holding in his hand. He just received it now. But the very next moment, he ripped the paper into pieces and threw it in the air.Zaviyaar can't stop himself from the urge to take Anaaya with him and disappear somewhere very far away.Now he can't go near her, but he can surely watch her from afar and he was taking advantage of this thing. He was sitting in his car, which he parked at the end of the street of Adil's home. Meanwhile, he saw Anaaya stepping out of the home. Seeing a police officer going with her made him clench hard his lips. He was slowly following them when he saw them stopping near a cafe.With still eyes, he was looking at them, noticing their movements.“Can you see the man sitting in the car in the front? You just have to make him jealous.” Anaaya told David, who was standing in front of her. He was the friend of Adil.“Why?” David asked, arching his brow while suppressing his lips from smiling. Sitting in his
He walked out of the cottage and was about to sit in the car, but before he could sit he was startled as his hand abruptly went to the belt of his waist where he would keep his gun. A frown appeared on his forehead as he didn't find it there.He quickly turned around and ran back to the cottage. As he came to the room, he tightly clenched his jaw after seeing the gun in Anaaya's hand.“Anaaya, give me the gun.” He said solemnly, though softness was apparent in his voice. On his words, she passed him a strange smile, making him stand alert.“Don't try to come close to me.” She tightly held the gun and took back steps as she saw Zaviyaar approaching her.“Anaaya, stop it. Give the gun back to me.” Again he said in a strict voice, keeping his harsh gaze fixed on her.“Do you love me?” In response, she questioned him in a serious voice, ignoring his words.“Anaaya, don't become silly. This gun isn't any kind of a toy.” He lashes at her, turning red in anger. He lost his cool and sanity th
He wore a waistcoat on his black shirts and pants, then picking up a wristwatch, he wore it on his white veiny wrist. At last, he settled his brown chocolate hair and descended the stairs, coming down.His white-turned-red color, his high-standing nose, his deep blue eyes, which always give cold vibes to the one in front of him, and the strict expressions always apparent on his face make Zaviyaar Khan look strict in his nature. "Zaviyaar, are you out of your mind? What craziness are you up to?" Habib Khan asked him in a strict voice. Because suddenly his son was leaving the business of his family and was interested in serving as a professor in a low-standard university on an ordinary salary."I'm not supposed to follow your decisions." He also retorted to him in a harsh voice. His white facial color turned crimson red. His warm blood was boiling in his nerves because he is a Pathan who can go to any extent for the sake of their honour."By doing this ordinary job you want to degrade u
Anaaya entered the class and without talking with anyone, she sat on the chair of the last row. Today was her first day at the university but she wasn't feeling a little happy.As the time of the lecture approached, a big crowd of girls and boys entered the class. She just rolled her eyes after feeling some boys' gaze on her. From her personality, she looks like a rich girl. "My name is Zaviyaar Khan. You can call me professor. Other than that, I don't like any names. I don't like any fun or misbehaviour in class. If anyone tries to, then later on he/she won't take the class. Let's start the session today with the introduction of the subject." Zaviyaar folded the cuffs of his arms and powered on his laptop. Along with it, he connected his laptop to the projector. Slight noises of whispers were circulating in the class. "Thug…" Anaaya's eyes widened as she saw him. The word abruptly left out of her mouth. Her eyes abruptly went to his waistcoat from where he took out his gun.On her