The Next DayAuthor's p.o.v" Never think that your son has abandoned you. Consider me as your son from this onwards," Zayed told an elderly woman very politely holding her hands.The woman is now overwhelmed by hearing Zayed and cried out loudly. Erina consoled the woman by holding her in her embrace. Erina felt very bad seeing the woman crying." I will pray for your happy life to Allah. I hope he will give you a beautiful child very soon," The woman smilingly told Zayed and Erina.Well, Zayed has come to an old age home to increase his popularity among the general people. As it is election time, he has to be on the good side of people and that's why he is here. He gave donations for the well being of those parents who were rejected by their children and thrown into old age home.He brought Erina here as she was suffocating inside the house. H

Zayed's p.o.v" What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked Fatima Khala over the phone. My anger rose up just hearing her.She replied with fear," Yes, Zayed Baba. She is back. She opened her eyes and tried to run away. If I didn't hit her then she would have escaped."" That's not possible. I have given all the drugs timely then how could she open her eyes? I asked angrily yet confusingly.She replied," I don't know, Zayed Baba. I have given her the drugs again. I don't know how many hours I will be able to handle her.  I think you should return and handle her. If she escapes then she will definitely go to the police. And, you know very well about that woman's capability."" Fine then. I will return tomorrow. Just handle her for some time," I replied and mentally killed that woman.I wanted to spend some time with Erina but that slut di

The Next Day Zayed's p.o.v " Please, kill me. Just kill me. I can't bear any more. Just free me from this misery," That slut pleaded in front of me. I took her lover's mummified head and said creepily showing it to her," Why? Aren't you happy having your boyfriend with you all the time? Look, how he is closing his eyes." " I beg you. Just kill me. Just send me to my Ibrahim," She pleaded when I just punched her face angrily hearing that bastard's name. I took the finger cutter and cut her last finger. Over the years she has lost her all fingers. She screamed loudly when I just shoved a cloth inside her mouth. I kicked her stomach and she just coughed blood. She couldn't tolerate it anymore and fainted. After that, Zoya api checked her full body and then her medical reports. I saw her scrutinizing eyes roaming over th

After two daysErina's p.o.v" Erina, I am sorry dear. I shouldn't have married off you to Zayed Bin Qureshi," Abbu apologised to me and cried out loudly.I felt very bad seeing his tears. I know he has done many injustices with me and Ammi. But, still, I can't stop caring for him. No matter what he is my father and this fact will never change.I wiped his tears and said with a sad smile," Don't be sorry, Abbu. It was written in my destiny. I don't blame you."" No, dear. I am at fault. Because of me, you have to endure a lot," he said with too much guilt and looked down where tears are still soaking his cheeks.After losing his hands he was diagnosed with liver cancer and the doctors have already declared that he has only a few months to live.After knowing this, Abbu became a changed person. He is ashamed of whatever he did. He

Zayed's p.o.vI am sitting beside my love holding her one hand and stroking her silky hairs with my other hand. She is lying on the bed unconscious and necessary medical equipments are attached to her.I felt very bad seeing her like that. She is too fragile and I have hurt her very badly. Well, good for her. She will not try to do something stupid again.I have already appointed a lady doctor and two full-time nurses for her. Moreover, Fatima Khala is also here to take care of her. I just want my jaan to be healthy and fine as soon as possible." You know what, Jaan. Everything is your fault. Who told you to go to the police. If you haven't gone to the police then I wouldn't have done all this with you," I told her and kissed her bruised cheek.I am still looking at my Jaan affectionately when Fatima Khala asked me with her disappointed voice," Zayed Baba, don