Fight

"Biya..... where is Biya?..... Biya " Her father came out, asking her mother in restlessness. Biya's mother, who was washing clothes with her daughter Haya, ran to him listening to his desperate voice. After searching Biya in her room and when he couldn't find her there, he came out and now was sitting in the drawing room.

"What happened Zaman....?"

"What happened, papa...?" They both also got tense, seeing his nervous condition.

"Where is Biya? Why she didn't come yet? See it's quite late now.... I myself will have to go to see her...." In a state of agitation, her father was now roaming in the lounge, staring at the time every now and then.

He then walks towards the gate, but before that he opens the door, Biya opened it and came inside. Looking at three of them standing near the gate, she moved forward.

"Is everything alright? Why are you all standing here.....?"

"Where were you? Why have you got late? Your mobile was also switched off..... I was so restless...." He doesn't let Biya complete her talk when her father, vanishing the distance between her, took her in his tight embrace and kissed her on her head.

"Papa...." Biya took his face in her both hands and saw an unknown fear in his eyes. She also used to get worried about his fear. And now she was determined to ask him the reason of his fear.

"Papa I have to complete my very important assignment... while in completing, I totally forget about time. And last night, I forget to charge my mobile that's why it was off. And now Hina and Ahad drooped me here. I'm sorry mama and Papa. I tensed you a lot.... from now on I will never make this mistake again...."

"It's ok....it happens sometimes..... you go and freshen up yourself...... and Haya you go and serve the lunch." On her mother coaxing, they both went inside. While her father sat there on the chair in the lawn.

After a while, Biya came to her father's room.

"Papa...." Mr. Zaman, whose face was towards the cupboard searching for something in there, shut the door of the cupboard and turned towards her, smiling at her as he stepped near her.

"Come, my daughter." Adoringly, he held Biya by her shoulders making her sit on the bed as he also sat beside her. Biya finds it a perfect time to talk with her father about his fear.

"So my daughter..."

"Papa, can I ask you a question?" She was asking his permission.

"Since when my daughter has felt the need of taking permission? You can ask anything without taking permission...."

"Promise me, you will answer me what I ask you?" Biya sat on the floor in front of him, forwarding her hand towards him, trying to take the promise. He smilingly took her hand.

"Promise."

"Papa, what is that fear which is always in your eyes in my absence? Why you got restless when I am out of home?"

"N.... nothing." Her father was smiling as he stared at her. He wasn't expecting this question from her. Jerking her hand, he got up, walked towards the window of the room, and stood there.

"Papa... you can't avoid me.... you promised me...." Biya stood beside him, peering into his eyes while stressing on her words.

"Biya, I am just fearful of this world.... you go alone to university.... and I don't trust people there..... cunning and beast people are roaming everywhere here....so is it wrong that I get scared?" Mr. Zaman tried to make up a justification to avoid her real question. But she was also irked by his baseless lie.

"Yes, it's wrong..... you are lying to dodge me... I just want to listen to the truth..."

"It's the truth." He emphasized his words.

"It's not true papa..... it's not true. Because I am not a single girl in this whole world who go alone to the university. I'm not a single girl for whom every cunning beast is roaming. I'm not a single girl, who came out of home alone, papa.... there are hundreds of thousands of girls like me, but their fathers aren't fearful for them the way you are....and....." She, who was uttering non stop, walked and stood in front of him.

"Let's accept it, whatever you are saying is actually true....then Haya is also your daughter... she also goes to the college alone... on her leaving, your eyes and heart aren't that fearful the way when I leave.... you don't yearn in her absence." Her eyes were fixed on his face, looking at his changing facial expressions.

"Tell me, papa....why is this so?"

"You can go, Biya." Zaman, who was standing silently listening to her for a long time, dropped a silent glance at Biya and then without answering her question, he permitted her to go out while he himself walked to his bed and sat there.

"Papa....if there is any issue, any fear....then please tell me....we will find out a solution....share it with me." Biya also sat on the floor in his legs, putting her hands on his knees while asking him confidently. But he turned his eyes to the other side.

"Papa.... trust your daughter....papa is there something that happened in your past...." But before that Biya could complete her saying, the slap of Zaman left its print on her cheek.

"I don't trust you.... you are becoming disobedient. Your mother is right, you are taking the wrong advantage of my softness. Being your father, don't I have the right to become worried for you people? I'm soon going to make you marry. When you have your children only then you will realize what actually worries of your father and mother is."

"Papa, what are you saying this?" Biya wasn't in a position to listen to him. She was just sitting dumbfounded with her hand placed on her cheek. He never got angry with her let alone slap her. And today he slapped her. She put her hand on her mouth to suppress her sobbing and ran out of the room.

"Forgive me, Biya.... I... how can I slap my daughter?..... I am not fearful of you, I am fearful of that Sikandar Shah. He will find me.... and he will snatch you from me. I can't endure your hatred after telling you the truth.... forgive your papa, Biya...." After Biya leave, Zaman's tears were flowing incessantly.

*******

"Hello, A.S.P Mr. Talal.... how are you?"

"Hi, Sikandar.... I'm good... how are you?"

"I'm also fine.... where are you?"

"In the office... nowadays I am working on a big case which is almost close to it's completion. And very soon the culprit will be behind the bars." On Sikandar's asking, he answered him in detail.

Talal, Sikandar, and Ayaan are best friends. They don't hesitate to sacrifice their lives for their friendship's sake. Ayaan is a doctor, Talal is in the police, and Sikandar is known as the king of the business world. Being in different fields from each other, their friendship is still exemplary.

"And what about my work?" After a good long time talking on different stuff, finally Sikandar asked him the question which he was intend to ask.

"Buddy, I received the order from the top so I got busy with that. I will soon try to find out...are you sure that his name is Zaman?" Talal wants his assurance.

"Yes.... I can't forget this name. Very soon, you have to give me full report of their family. And also try making any false case against him to take him behind the bars."

"Ok...it will happen the way you want.... very soon you will get good news." Talal finds it useless to ask him the reason of his doing so. Because he knew, Sikandar isn't going to tell anything. He is a complicated mystery that is difficult to resolve.

"Ok then, take care, bye."

"Bye..." I'm not going to leave you, Mr. Zaman. You have to repent for every cruelty you inflicted on me.

After putting the phone back on the table, he fisted his both hands on the table with force. A deep wave of pain ran through his hands, but the fire burning inside of his heart didn't lower. He started taking long breaths.

Meanwhile, a knock on the door happened. Controlling his outburst and wave of emotions, he sat on his chair in a relaxed posture and opened the file.

"Yes."

"Hi, brother." After permission, Hina came inside.

"Hi ... how is my doll?" Sikandar took her in his embrace and kissed her on her head.

"I'm not at all right." She walked and sat on a chair in front of him.

"Hey, what happened to my doll?" Sikandar also sat on his seat when he asked her.

"Ufff, I am getting very bore....no activity is here... you and your brother both are busy. Mama is in her NGO and Papa is still there in America. First I thought about visiting to the hospital of Ayaan, but the smell of medicines there, ufff..then I thought why not disturb you."

"Ohoo...it seems you were really getting bore .... you did well by coming here.... let's go outside. We will do some outing like shopping then I will give a dinner and drop you at home. But please just give me fifteen minutes so I check some emails." After telling her the whole program, he again leaned on his laptop.

"Ok." Hina, after responding to him, got up from her chair and analyzed his office. As she turned around, she saw a white and brown one-side sofa placed in the corner of his office. While on either side of it, there were small tables with beautiful decoration pieces on them. And in the middle, there was a big round glass table and a stylish ash tray was placed on it that was speaking out loud about its expensiveness and worth.

On the front of the wall, there was a big size LED placed and the color of the walls was also white and brown. On her right side, there was a big window and white net curtains were hanging on each side of it. In the window, one can see to very far the cars running on the road.

After glancing in the window as she turned around, she saw a beautiful king-size table in front of her. On the table, there was a laptop, files, pen holders, and an intercom on the one side. In front of the table, there was a big revolving chair and Sikandar was seated and working on his laptop.

Across his table, there were also two stylish chairs. A beautiful and expensive chandelier was hanging on the roof which was illuminating its radiance. making it look as if stars came down to the floor. This office for sure was speaking out loud about the classy taste of its owner.

"Yes... I am free now. Let's go....." After shutting down his laptop, Sikandar came to her. And she, who was lost in her trance, startled by her voice.

"Yes...but on one condition..."

"Why....now what are conditions?" Placing his coat on one side of his arm, and leaning back on the side of his table he was gazing at her. She was looking very cute and innocent to him. And he finds it very adoring the way she was telling him her conditions.

In fact, she is very dear to him.

"Condition is that you won't call me doll."

"Hey, what's this, doll?" He was surprised by her demand as he arched his brow.

"When such a handsome and beautiful man is accompanying me, does it seems good he is calling me a doll? Ufff... girls are already drooling over you. And when they saw you walking with a beautiful girl like me, they surely are going to fume and envy." After listening to her, Sikandar can't stop himself from cackling and laughing out loud.

"Uffff, Hina.... you really are a thing."

"Yes brother, then it will not be enjoyable when you are calling me a doll and these girls will imagine me as your sister and try to entangle with me." She said, looking at Sikandar. His eyes got watery because of constant laughing.

"Ok done. Let's go."

They both giggled while walking out.

********

Biya, after taking her class, was sitting on the lawn under a tree looking at the flow of students at the university. Some were going towards the cafeteria while others were coming out. Some were running for their classes from one department to another while others were sitting here and there in the groups gossiping with each other.

Her friend, Hira, and Ahad didn't come today. And she happens to know about their leave right after coming to the university, otherwise if she knew it, then she herself will also take leave today.

But no. If she was aware then she for sure was going to come to the university, because today her father was on leave. Today she was feeling getting bored. Since that argument, she didn't talk with her father yet. She was extremely sad from her father. Because he slapped her and, still, instead of consoling her, he was ignoring her constantly.

Her eyes got moistened on thinking about her father's behavior. She wiped her tears and looked in front of herself and saw Hammad coming with his friends. After that day, she was seeing him today. Hammad also looked at her. It was today he came to the university after controlling and collecting himself from the interaction and confession that happened with Biya on that day.

He moved forward ignoring her. Perhaps he was now cautious enough to not call her, because he doesn't have the courage to get insulted more by her. Biya was so lost in her thoughts when she felt someone clapped near her to divert her attention toward herself.

On turning her head, she saw Zarin standing with her friends and gawking at her with hateful eyes. As if she wants to burn Biya with her eyes.

"Speak.." Folding her arms on her chest, and peering her eyes with her, she stood in front of her.

"Stay away from Hammad..."

"Interesting....is there anything else or I may leave?"

"You know my time isn't useless..." Biya laughed at her in a mocking tone and was about to walk out when Zarin came forward and stood in front of her, blocking her way. Unwillingly, she has to stop.

"You can't go anywhere without listening to me." Zarin raised her finger at her in a warning, shouting at her.

"Sshhh....lower your voice and so your finger..... because I am not used to listening to loud voices be that the father of anyone....and breaking a finger is what I enjoy doing most." Biya took her finger down and with a jerk, she left it. A shrieking sound escaped from Zarin's mouth.

"What do you think about yourself? What are you?"

"I have respect, chastity, and shyness which is totally absent in you, Zarin."

"You..." Zarin walked forward and raised her finger at her, but she has to quickly lower it again remembering her warning a while earlier. She folded her arms around her chest as she sneered comfortably.

"And what if when these three things aren't in you, Biya Z....." She left her words in mid when Biya landed a tight slap on her face.

"You bitch...." Zarin was getting mad in rage and stepped forward to beat Biya, but her friends took her in their hold to control her.

"Leave me, I will kill that bitch. She raised her hand on Zarin, she slapped me ..... I will not leave you to snatch Hammad from me. Now he became my challenge, got it." Zarin was shouting in anger, trying to free herself.

"Then consider, you lost this challenge." Biya was trying to make her more fierce by saying that. She walked out laughing at her because she was enjoying her turning fierce.

On her back, she was listening to Zarin abusing her but she ignored, and laughing like that she crossed the gate of the university. A lot of students gathered to enjoy this scene. But no one dared to come forward, because everyone was aware of Zarin's background.