[Chapter 6] (Amazing win) The story of a few boys and girls

Why do you want me to fire you?

Rida asked sarcastically. So Ma’am,” Mohad answered with a big grin. What was the matter, at that time, everything was like fathering a donkey to save a job. He was heartbroken at Rada’s arrogant reply. Come to the office now, it’s work. I entered

what it was. Why Riha? Did I say Zardad Haroon?

Rida raised her face in surprise and looked at them. Brajman held in the chair on the other side of the table in front of her and asked a question. In this year’s annual event. Rida had asked to invite. Zardad Haroon, the famous and favorite singer of Pakistan, but seeing the singer’s name there, she got angry. Mem and that budget is going out, on calling them, the demand of. Zardad Haroon is high, it will be difficult to message the rest. Mohid explained the substitution of Reha in place of. Zardad Haroon while changing sides on the chair, but the changing angles of Rida’s face made it clear that she was not at all happy with his decision. Moti also turned out to be a fan. Zardad like the whole of Pakistan. Riha is so beautiful, what is she suffering from? I laughed heartily at her smartness.

On the function talk to him and give him as much as he asks. I don’t know anything. I only want Zardad Haroon.

Rida said arrogantly while staring. Zardad Haroon does not look like he is an expensive singer, what is the fat buffalo stealing his father’s money to sing? Mohad thought with burning anger at his arrogance. This will upset everyone, I took this decision after looking at the budget. He put his elbows on the table and showed great patience, now he did not want to repeat yesterday’s mistake. His heart had countless desires, but. He just had to bear the veil until the ceremony, so what was difficult about it?

He had to endure all this thinking of trying to find a job elsewhere in Lahore.

Is it you or me? it is better to keep your useful advice to yourself, what is it for middle-class people.
Like a budget budget has been set. Rida’s tone was extremely unpleasant, he had made it in this shape by putting his fingers under the table and was urging the heart and mind to remain calm. Jmem gave a short answer and surrendered. No matter what happens, it will be paid.” Rua shrugged her shoulders. Ok mem” and shook her head in the affirmative, pursing her lips. Where is the weather for the casting report?” Radane asked again in a bitter tone, raising her eyebrows, she was questioning Mohed again. This time he was really upset, he didn’t even try to know about the weather. Ma’am, he staggered forward a little,

It was not known that she would go so deep and save everyone.

Strange people, are you keeping an open function arrangement, if it rains that night? Rida placed her hand on the file and asked this question mockingly. He kept fixing the tie, where is it, I thought. Mr. Mohd Alamgir, this is the annual function, the grand function is not an ordinary function” Rida’s tone was again laced with contempt that tugged at the veins of her brain. She was out with her friends. Hey, why are you doing this? Worried, children these days are walking around the same way and she has studied abroad, she is very intelligent, she knows everything good and bad.

Malik Jahanzeb explained to the worried Tabanda in a reassuring tone.

Rida was also like that, but she was very careful in this matter. Malik Jahanzeb knew this very well, he trusted his daughter every bit. But Tabinda Begum’s thinking was completely different. She was not in favor of Rida’s independence and self-reliance. She remembered the village girls bowing their heads. Kaj chus bran pi mein Jan di ohu, baoli a puri” (She doesn’t know good or bad, she is crazy. Puri) Tabinda Begum immediately denied his words in anger, furrowing her forehead. Aj aye te du tok Jul karo is nal, raat ni dir tak bar Reena band is da” (If you come today, talk bluntly with him, he is forbidden to stay out late at night) staring at Malik Jahanzeb while pointing his finger. Said who was sitting calmly. “Yes, don’t be angry. Yes, I will call him now.

Malik Jahanzeb placed it on the table in front of him, picked up the phone, placed the glasses on his nose, lowered the glasses a little, and then tapped his fingers on the mobile screen and put it to his ear.

After ringing a few bells, Rida picked up the phone. First, take the weather forecasting, then let’s see if it will open or not. Rida issued an order closing the file in disgust and moved the file to him on the table. what the hell?? Father had said that she would learn something from me, she is learning. He went out gritting his teeth. As soon as he left, Rida stared at the door. It was strange, it meant that. Baba praised him, he did not feel like a high and noble person. Mr. Rida raised his nose and thought that the chair was slowly rotating. Malik Jahanzeb was sitting in the. TV lounge staring at the flat panel screen on the half-wall in front of him and watching the news while Tabinda Begum’s distressed voice came from behind.

He is from the off walking behind them mobile in hand full of anger

Why did this happen now? Malik Jahanzeb picked up the remote and turned down the. TV volume. “Rida Fon Nai Chak Rutti Ki Bhatti Raat Dekho Kani Ho Gayi J I’m So Upset” (Rida is not picking up the phone bro, see how late it is, I’m so upset) Tabanda called the phone saying worried tone. Placed it on the table. It was eleven o’clock at night and how long had you been waiting? Arti? “Yes, how long are you coming? Hanging up the phone, Tabanda asked, her lips pursed. She knew that the father and daughter had a plan. made. Will be.

Just for a while hey don’t worry. Amjad hai na saath. let’s go to sleep

Now Malik Jahanzeb switched off the. TV and got up from his seat calling the name of his trusted. Drypur. Malik saab dick lo kadini mein (Malik Sahib, lock the girl in Malik saab dick and kadini mein. I am explaining to you) Tabinda warned, looking at Prakoha with suspicious eyes. Malik Jahanzeb smiled involuntarily. Hey, it’s a girl, not a chicken, let’s come. She was constantly looking at the computer screen in front of her and Mohid was busy typing while running her fingers on the keyboard.

When Rada came and stood on her head.

Let’s go. I said. I asked you to go with me. Rada waved the car key in front of her eyes and convinced her. She had fun with it. Mohed whom Malik Jahanzeb used to hand over the car to her. Oh, you will have to be patient with the driver in this well of death again today. He started asking in a hoarse voice that it seemed as if suddenly. And I will dry you in the car. Mohid swallowed the spit, such a dirty car used to dry you, he kept reciting that word that day and you don’t need to have a good day every day.

Mohid raised his hand to plead pitifully as she now stared menacingly

Sharafat let’s go now staring at. Raab and he walked back quietly keeping the key off. Bani Yek in his pocket, he asked Raab, and she waited for Mohed in his office for a long time to finalize the menu for today’s event. She wanted to go and when he didn’t come, she got fed up and came to him. Mohid asked in a busy tone while bowing his head, he had no idea at all Like this, she would come by herself. On the date, Rada hit her hand on the table and said angrily. Mohid raised his head with a shock. Ji Mohid looked at him in surprise, wearing a light blue. T-shirt with a black leather jacket, blue jeans, and a scarf around his neck, he was staring with a sarcastic smile.

Edit Ghonchu will complete the preparation of this.

Don’t remember what menu to go to the final today? Oja Rua reminded while gritting his teeth. Mohad suddenly remembered that he had forgotten that he had woken up today. He was going to do the menu finale of the ceremony. Coming back, I fixed my glasses with my finger, picked up my bike key, and hastily picked up the plate and screw while keeping my mobile in my pocket. No, no, there was no problem, but if he had come to. Multan, Sarmad left the matter unfinished, because he knew that Mohid was not happy in Lahore and this was expected.

He had started talking to her a couple of times.

I will not be able to give him that package, you know, Fi-Tennis Babahandel Khain Sara and I left the matter unfinished now, he was sad. Sarmad saw his sad face and immediately said as if there was no. Miss Bela, no Miss Bela, gesturing consolation with his hand, Mehtab extended the plate towards Sarmad. was moving towards Rida’s annual event, open arrangements were made in the spacious lawn of the best hotel in Lahore. Everything was a proof of sophistication and charm. On one side was the stage, the whole lawn was lit up by the combination of electric lights and flowers, which presented a mesmerizing atmosphere. Three weeks of hard work of Mohed were reflected in every decoration.

Mohed was busy with the arrangements since morning and Adnan now sat on. Munahil Mehtab’s lap a few hours before the ceremony.

She was busy playing with her doll it was. Malik Mehtab’s high-class bungalow, in the spacious lounge of which Sarmad was sitting in front of Mehtab at that time. He had reached his bungalow with some office work. Malik Mehtab was now telling Sarmad the reason for not coming, he was paying full attention to Manahil. Due to this, he could not come to the office. So why don’t you get her admitted here, and keep the med at home as it was before Sarmad gave sincere advice while closing the file, Mehtab closed the signing pen taking a deep breath.

I have thought this many times too but now someone as trustworthy as. Sajda Amma should be

So thought Mehtab lovingly ran his fingers through. Munahal’s hair sitting on his lap. After Naila’s passing, Manahil was taken care of by a nanny named Sajida for three years. She was very old but very reliable and sincere. Malik Mehtab trusted her blindly, but a year ago she died. Since then he has faced a lot of trouble. Do one thing, you are very reliable and good. Mohed put the mobile in his pocket and held back the hair on his forehead with his hand. Answered: Let’s go. And What will happen now? “Adnan has now gone and realized his problem, he is not a witch, she will be in his hands,” Mohed said the reason for his real problem while turning up his nose in distaste.