[Chapter 11] (Amazing win) The story of a few boys and girls

All these employees came from the village and lived in the milk house day and night Therefore, Tabinda used to understand Begum’s spoken Punjabi from time to time. Someone bowed his head to one side. And she went towards Roa’s room full of anger. Bilal’s refusal to marry Roa made her run away. Your mood is God” She was staring at the phone when one of the two men came forward panting. It was as if the cloth had been lifted from the chair with a shock, wrinkles appeared on the forehead. She was just sitting in the lounge after asking for food. Arham was sleeping and she was wondering what to do next, what did you do. And you both let go, are you both crazy?

He was keeping one hand on his waist and there was a red mark on his face as well

Mohed washed both of them well and ran away. Baji, he turned out to be God in your mood. Despite being hungry and thirsty, both of us broke our backs. Rada stared. “It’s okay, you two are weird bullies,” Rada gritted her teeth and hurried towards the porch. If he had left some time ago, he would be wandering here somewhere on the main road. I will not leave you like this. She was now taking the car out of the porch.

Mohid finished talking and then looked at Aliza sitting in front of him.

He only informed Aliza about the truth of his arrival in Multan. He had sold this farmhouse with great difficulty and stayed this morning. Adnan, who was sitting on a wooden chair some distance away. Stared at Mohed and shook his head sadly, “Don’t be crazy, son, you were not talking nonsense about it.” Adnan raised his hand to convince him. That he too was not a matter of surprise that he got so angry and slapped. If he had spoken such words to any independent girl. His reaction would have been a strong slap. The only difference was that Rada’s hand was much heavier than the hands of ordinary girls. The inventor’s hands stopped for a moment.

So sit down and run away, the slave somewhere, choked and ran away from there.

No slavery,” Mohid said angrily with a frown on his forehead. “Therefore, it’s better; no matter where I go. I find myself in the same predicament as the slapped princes of the Mughal Empire. Yes, be present, and make progress, thanks to Aynak, you’ve been spared. The slap was so harsh, I was afraid that your glasses would break.” Adnan tried to show him the mirror in his tone, who was only thinking about his self-respect in his excitement. While self-respect in work is highly valued. There was a blurry scene that was going on in his mind, he could not move. There was only one scene that he remembered. He had come down from the flat with a bag to leave Multan and I was standing on the road waiting for a cab.

One by one, a big van with dark glasses stopped in front

And at that moment, someone from behind, holding a handkerchief on his nose. Pushed him into the open door of religion. Handkerchief work was shown.
And now the mind was repeating everything while coming back to consciousness. But neither the eyes were opening nor the body was moving. He was trying hard to open his eyes and barely succeeded. Rida, who was busy with her mobile phone. Immediately raised her head after seeing the movement of her fingers and turned to kidnap her husband with the help of Arham’s goons. Today, after three days, Sir was kept in Arham’s farmhouse. I was successful and now Mohed’s eyes opened, he was sitting on a chair and tied with ropes. The throat became bitter.

Rida was sitting in front of him and now she was smiling and looking at him fondly as she regained consciousness.

Grinding his teeth, Mohid surveyed the surroundings, it was a furnished room with white tie mails. Then looked angrily at Rada sitting in front of him. His mind still not able to accept what was happening, Mohid mocked this smile. He told her by decorating her lips, did she think she was a girl. Or did she kidnap him and forcibly marry him? Did he think she was a cover? “I will write the dowry so much that you will think of committing suicide rather than divorce.” Gerda said while chewing chewing gum. Open me Muwahid was upset now, she was completely crazy. The matter of right dowry is not even in her imagination. Muwahid now or Muhammad’s deposit is not even in her imagination. I will open it only after the marriage.

Rida calmly replied bluntly and then left him screaming and went out.

Mohed tried to play with himself again but was unsuccessful. Mohed looked at the boy with a pistol on his head gritted his teeth and answered Nikah Khawan sitting in front of him. Nikah Khawan closed the register smiling and got up from his seat. The marriage was done on a dowry of two crores. Before cheating on a girl. It should be remembered that every girl is not weak,” Nikah Khawan put his hand on her shoulder and said, Mohid raised his head in shock and anger. I quickly completed the sentence, now she was standing with a red face. Except for Arham, no one could support him in this work. She knew exactly what she wanted to do this time. Arham had a lot of influence on it.

Artem asked out of curiosity. Radha narrowed her eyes, “A boy is to be kidnapped.”

Without any preliminaries, Rida spoke bluntly, on the other hand. Arham, as if you have dived into the sea of ​​surprise, are you saying, are you conscious? Are you kidding at this time of night, Arham asked in surprise. Rida pursed her lips and angrily moved the phone to the other ear. Radha asked while gritting her teeth, she was shaking with anger at that time. Hey bro, what happened, why do you want to be kidnapped? At first, I used to beat people, but now you want to beat someone, is your brain right?

Arham had doubts about his mental state. Don’t kill him.”

She was circling the room, breathing heavily in and out. Today, it was three o’clock in the morning, but the humiliation of last night was not even getting out of her mind. The gusts of wind coming from the open window of his room were blowing the curtains. A tall man in front of him was showing a tiger hunting a deer on National Geographic TV. His mind was exploding, yes, he was angry. The pride of the power of wealth was in his veins, but Mohed had no idea. It was not fair that he would make such statements about her personality. She was healthier in her childhood than now, and hearing such statements from people since childhood. She used to lose her temper. This was the reason why she would have broken his mouth with her karats if someone had called her fat. But yesterday Mohid’s blow did not allow any of her mercenary strikes to work.

But whatever Mohad said yesterday brought him to the last limits of restraint,

Until today, no one had ever humiliated him like this, and that too by an ordinary employee. Rua did not care for a moment. The heart wanted to bleed him, but even by bleeding him, the heart was not getting that satisfaction and assurance. His steps were on patrol and then he almost ran towards the mobile lying on the bed. I ran my fingers on the mobile phone and then placed my hand on my waist and put the phone to my ear. As soon as the voice of the person on the other side came out of the phone, she snorted as if looking around. He was seen standing in a corner with a cold drink, smoking a cigarette. Shaking her hair, she was moving towards them now.

Everyone praised me, I saw how happy Satar Sahib was and Malik Jahanzeb hugged me.

If not, then this fat is not appreciated. Mohad took a cigarette from Adnan’s hand and took a puff while he was holding a glass of cold drink in his other hand. He didn’t smoke cigarettes but sometimes he used to share his friends’ cigarettes. Hey man, what should I do with him? He was only complaining about not appreciating Rida. Yes, it’s time bro, I’m saying it like that, I know such people can’t appreciate someone at all, Mohid said to Adnan standing next to him while taking a sip of a cold drink and shaking the air in his hand.

Those people were standing far away from the rest of the people in a quiet place. So his voice was a little higher than a whisper.

What does this mean? She was not able to finish her speech when Mehtab interrupted her from the middle. I will talk to Sarmad soon. Mahtab bent his body a little. Keeping his voice high, he called the housekeeper, after a while. A girl of around thirty-two years of age came and stood next to him politely. Yes sir Mehtab pointed towards Sania. Mem Sania is Manahil’s caretaker from today she will take care of Manahil. She should not suffer any kind of pain in the house. She is like a member of the house” he introduced her to Eva. who was doing

Sania found it very impressive to respect and honor him like this

Ok Saniya I am walking, Minahil will go to school tomorrow, I will see him today” He was asking for permission while saying to Shani Sangi. Sania just shook her head. He put his hand in a pocket of his pants and moved forward. While she was looking at the house with haunted eyes. Sarmad thought for a moment and then smiled and shook his head as if it happened. Don’t worry, I see.” It was stuck. Suddenly he remembered that Saleha had sent pudding for Mehtab. “This mother has sent pudding for you” He picked up the tiffin lying on one side and moved it towards Mehtab.

She and Mehtab had been friends since her university days and even then Saleha would make anything for Sarmad

Mehtab used to eat very eagerly, that’s why even now and then Saleha used to send something for him. Hey wow, how are you aunty, I’ll come to meet her someday”
Mehtab cheerfully looked at Kheer’s tiffin and said, “Yes, he will come, mother is fine,” Sarmad replied with a smile.
That’s good, how is Mohed doing, then there was no problem, Mehtab eagerly asked while opening the tiffin, and the rolling trolley of food kept at some distance. Yes, son, where are you? Malik Jahanzeb patiently asked Tabanda Begum’s ears.

Why is Mumma’s Punjabi mode on?

Rida asked with a slight laugh, the sound of music and the voices of boys and girls were making noise from behind. On the full beat, Malik Jahanzeb stole a glance at Tabinda Begum and smiled. Baba Arham is with him. It’s a birthday, all friends are together, so today you have to take care of yourself.” Son, I will handle it now, but you will have to do it in the morning.”What were they fussing about? Oh don’t do it again papa, love you so much” Rada’s style was urgent. ^{(Arham Arham Arham)}