The story can wait! But your prayer won't!
So please pray and come.. The story isn't going anywhere.
Honestly! I don't think I did enough justice to this chapter. Not satisfied at all! So please let me know your thoughts on this. Whether I should edit this or not! FOR ALLAH'S SAKE, DONT IGNORE! I desperately need to know your views.
✨ƙԋυԃα ʂҽ ԋαιɳ ԃυαα ɱҽɾι
Ƙιʂι ƙα ρყααɾ ɳα Ⴆιƈԋԃҽ
Ԋαყ ƙσɳ ʂυɳҽყ, ƙιʂ ƙσ ʂυɳαɯαɳ
Ιʂʂ ƚσσƚαყ ԃιʅ ƙҽ ԃυƙԋԃҽ. ✨
Stealing a few last glances, both of them leave for their respective duties unaware of the upcoming storm which could destroy their peace.
Clenching his fist anger, Aaban jumps out of his chair.
"Get the hell out of here and never ever show your face again." He spits in anger.
Mikael smirks and leans back in his chair.
"Sochlo Aaban, mai jo tumhe offer deraha hu kahi aur nahi milegi."
(Think again Aaban! You will never ever get such an amazing offer.)
"Tum jaise neech insaan ki ek phooti kodi nahi chahiye mujhe, pichli baar bohot acche se samjhaya tha na tumhe?" A smirk slowly made its way on his face reminiscing the day when he had the pleasure to beat up the brothers.
(I don't want a single penny from a lowlife like you. Though I made it clear last time?)
"Tum ye jo Aashir ke itne gunn garahe ho na, bhaari padh sakta hain." Majeed fumes in anger.
(Aashir's name can definitely get you in trouble.)
"Arey tum ho yahan? Chehra zara pehchaan nahi saka mai." Aaban mockingly smiles and taunts him over the bruises he had on his face, courtesy of Aashir once again.
(Oh! You are here? I was not able to recognize you.)
"Aakhri baar pooch raha-" Majeed's voice was cut off by Aaban's loud one.
(I am asking you for the last....)
"Bade dheet aadmi ho tum! Ek baar saaf zahir kardiya maine ke mai ye deal nahi karunga phir bhi yahi padey ho ab tak?" Aaban's taunt wasn't stopping today.
(You are one stubborn man! I clearly said that I am not gonna sign but still you are here?)
"Kutte jaisi wafadari nibha rahe ho Aaban." Mikaeel once again ridicules him.
(You are being loyal like a dog.)
Clenching his jaw in anger, Aaban takes long strides over the brothers and leans down on Mikaeel's chair, holding the arm rest tightly.
"Kutta jaisi wafadari zaroor hogi, lekin gadhe jaisi bewakoofi nahi hain. Tum ne soch bhi kaise liya mai tum jaise do takey ke aadmi ke liye apno ko dhoka dunga?" Aaban takes a hold of his collar and pulls him out of the chair.
(I may be loyal like a dog but atleast I am not an idiot like a dog. How dare you even think that I will betray my family for a loathsome person like you?)
"Chodo Aaban! Warna ye tum par bohot bhaari padh sakta hain." Majeed warns him, trying to get his brother out of Aaban's grip.
(Leave him Aaban, or you will regret it.)
"Aainda yaha kadam rakhne ka sochna bhi mat!" Aaban angrily pushes him out of the meeting room.
(Don't even think of stepping here again.)
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𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐫𝐚𝐭✔
Short Story𝕷𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌/𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 (NOT EDITED) "Can you stop being so clingy for once?" Saying this he pulls out his arm from his tight grip and making her stumble back. tears gather in her eyes seeing his harsh behavior. ~~ "For god sake don't die on me...
