After a long effort, Sikandar Shah became successful in ending his anger for Aunt Bina, his uncle, and Ayaan. Every second day, he used to come there on his way back from the office. Either it was Hina, Ayaan, or Uncle, he went out for dinner with them. Everyone there and especially Hina was very happy to see him again with themselves. So many times, Aunt Biya has told him about bringing Biya with himself. But as always he was stubborn on what he decided and used to deny her. The reason for his frequently visiting their home is that he doesn't want Aunt Bina or Hina to come to his mansion. He doesn't want them to see the way Biya was behaving strangely nowadays, so whether, because of it, she doesn't misbehave with Hina or Aunt Bina.If something like that would have happened then it would be beyond Sikandar Shah's tolerance. On the one hand, if his treatment with Biya is getting more intense and worse than on the other side, she also responds to him in the same way like tit for tat

Sikandar Shah just came back to his office from the meeting room. He checked his mobile where he saw three missed calls did by Hina. He quickly called her back. His call was picked on its very first ring. "Assalamualaikum, brother…." "Walaikum salam, Hina how are you?" "I'm fine, where were you lost? How long I am calling you, but you are not picking it up." Hina just started her blabbering now. "Hina dear, I was in the meeting and my mobile was on silent mode. Now I just saw your calls, is everything alright?" Leaning back on his revolving chair, Sikandar Shah asked her, rubbing his forehead. "Yes brother, everything is fine. After the office, you are coming straight to our place, ok? Mama cooked your favorite dinner."Sorry Hina dear, not today…. I am very tired today. I want to take a rest once I reach home. And by the way, I also ate lunch lately, so I don't have an appetite now. Yesterday, I will visit, ok." "I know you are tired and I also know that you don't eat lunch. T

"F…..Farid, drive fast. Biya, open your eyes. Y….y…. you can't leave me like that. I…. I have no one. No one I have. I …I can't let you separate from me. I…. I won't live without you. You are my life, Biya. I…. I won't let anything happen to you. Nothing is going to happen to you…" Putting her head closer to his chest, he was speaking with her like crazy. His tears were immersed in the hair of Biya. This was the moment that made Sikandar Shah realize how much special Biya is to him and how much importance she has in his life. Now she has become a part of his heart and she is living in his heart.The car stopped in the parking area of the hospital where Ayaan works. With the speed of light, he scooped Biya in his arms and ran inside. "Ayaan…." Ayaan was standing near the reception guiding a nurse about some matter when he turned around on hearing his name. He was startled after seeing Biya in Sikandar Shah's arms. He quickly ran to him."S….Shah….what happened to Biya? Tell me, h….th

Days were moving steadily in a routine. Because of the maid taking care of Biya, her bruises were healed to a great extent. She doesn't let her slide down from the bed and nor does she let her do any house chore. This thing was really irritating Biya. Now she was stuck in one place, she was still in the room of Sikandar Shah.She was still not getting his attitude towards herself. Sikandar Shah stopped saying anything to her. Going out early in the morning and coming late at night to his home was his routine nowadays. He used to call her whenever he felt the need for it. She was getting irritated by all of this. She wants to breathe in the open air. As she opened the wardrobe, she got startled on seeing the cupboard filled with all new latest designs dresses. "Madam, what happened? Do you want something? You move back, I will search for you." Seeing her standing with the wardrobe, the maid quickly came to her. "W…what is a…all this?" She gestured towards the dresses in the cupbo

"I …. I will marry and that too to a prostitute. How dare she talk like that? Her work is only to warm the beds. She isn't worthy of becoming someone's wife. Only money is dear to her. She is ready to sell herself for the money. She lures thousands of men to herself, dances in front of them, and shows off herself to everyone. With me…." He put his finger on his chest."She is dreaming of marrying me. She will receive her price from me. She is valueless, she is sold thousands of times. Respect is abuse for her…. it's just a curse. She rejected me. A prostitute rejected me. Now she has become my stubbornness. She herself will come to my feet…." Since the time Maani told him the message of Dil, which she sent him through Angie Madam, he has lost his senses getting in wrath. Like a wounded lion, he was pacing in his room.Maani was sitting on the sofa in front of him, looking at him losing his sense in a state of rage. It's almost the eighth cigarette he smoked."Hey, I have a plan in my