As shades of darkness started spreading everywhere, Zaviyaar silently came to the back side of the ground, taking small cameras with himself. Today again he forgets to ask about that man from Anaaya.After standing near the tree, he quickly fixed the camera. He fixed one camera in the bushes of a tree and attached another one to the wall, then walked out silently.He came to his car and sat inside of it. Now his destination was the farmhouse of Haider. "Aalam, I have fixed the cameras. You check whether they are working properly and keep your eyes focused on everything." Zaviyaar called him, informing him further."Yes, I checked it. Everything is set. If something unusual happens, I will inform you. Now, where are you?" Aalam asked in response."I'm going to meet Haider. I have to take some things from him." Zaviyaar answered him nonchalantly."Zaviyaar, now we don't need anything. You are taking things from Haider for no use and this will make him suspicious." Aalam said, shaking hi

"Z…. Zaviyaar…." She spoke in a low voice. Zaviyaar startled, gazing at her. After seeing the person in front of him taking out his gun, he controlled his astonished reaction and quickly moved Anaaya back behind himself. It was the time when that man fired a bullet and it hit Zaviyaar right in his stomach.Zaviyaar quickly took out his gun, aiming for his hand, and fired a shot. The man lost his grip on the gun and fell from his hand. He looked up at Zaviyaar and quickly held his hand as he wanted to grab his gun and escape from the place, but before that Zaviyaar shot him in the leg.After feeling the tight grip of Anaaya's arm on his wound, he squeezed his lips hard. She was sticking with him, shivering in fear. Zaviyaar quickly grabbed her by the arm, pulling her in front of himself and then instantly ran out of there, holding Anaaya by her arm.Instead of killing this man, if something quickly needed to be done was running out of this place. At any time, the news of Waqar's death c

A frown appeared on the forehead of Anaaya as she entered the university and saw the cars of the police and a serious and sadful environment. Today she was wearing white trousers with a short pink frock and a dupatta was spread on her shoulders. She walked ahead while gazing at her surroundings.Before the start of her first lecture, she was intended to meet Zaviyaar to ask him about his wound. "Excuse me…what is the police doing here? Has something happened?" She asked, stopping a girl. "Someone killed the chairperson a day before. For that reason, they are inquiring from everyone." The girl passed by her after answering her. Anaaya swiped back her hair falling on her face. Zaviyaar's doubtful behaviour and his talks flashed in her mind.While walking, she stopped suddenly. In extremity of astonishment, her eyes went wide. It took only a few minutes for her to understand the whole matter. Biting her lip, she headed to his office. 'Ufff, no it's not necessary that Zaviyaar killed hi

"Anaaya, I want to talk to you about something." Shehroz stepped into Anaaya's room after knocking on the door.Anaaya immediately covered her neck properly with a dupatta as she heard his voice. Because the marks of Zaviyaar's fingers were still clearly visible on her neck. "What were you doing in the car with Zaviyaar?" He asked in a stern voice."He is my professor. Actually, I was feeling dizzy and the driver wasn't picking up the call s…so he dropped me home." Anaaya aptly lied to him, fidgeting with her fingers. Shehroz stared at her with deep eyes as if he was that dumb the way Anaaya was considering him. "From now on if something like this happens, you will call me. Don't ever take a lift from any strange person." Shehroz said solemnly. Anaaya quickly nodded her neck. "Ok." She kept on standing with a bowed head in front of him as she was feeling hell-irritated and right now she only wanted to take a rest. After dropping a look at her, Shehroz walked out. As he stepped out

She missed attending another lecture and came back home with the driver. Right now Hania was at the university while Shehroz and Nawaz were at their office.Only Mrs Zainab was at home. She was intending to go straight to her room, but Mrs Zainab stopped her in the way.“After Shehroz's arrival, it seems you got your wings, huh?” Mrs Zainab asked, scoff apparent in her tone. Shehroz and Anaaya both despise Mrs Zainab. “I don't want to talk with you. Leave my way.” Anaaya spoke, clenching her lips. But Mrs Zainab stepped forward and grasped her hair in a fist. Anaaya tried to resist, but it was of no use.But still, she kept on trying uselessly to release her hair from her clutch. “Don't try to forget when your mother lost her life because of a curse like you. During that time, it was me, who upbringed you.” The poisonousness in her tone and the harshness of her words made her bruised badly. Suddenly, her moving hands for resistance stopped and she became a statue.“If you ever though