Ibu Azmi Novels & Stories

"Zahra, where is Hadi?'' Hearing the familiar name, made my breath hitch in my throat. Yet, I silently watched this exchange standing in my place uselessly. ''Amo, he is out checking up at the clinic, won't be back till evening, he said.'' Zahra called out from the kitchen. "Yeah he did mention that.I am so forgetful sometimes. Hadi is my son Aasiya. He is a Captain in the Pakistan Army." She exclaimed with pride glistening in her eyes. "Aasiya, would you like to drink some tea?Zahra asked coming into the lounge. ''Ah—No. It's alright. You don't need to bother—'' I exclaimed panicking, but got cut off by her laugh.

Few months younger than Shayari Azisha khan- 31 years old a mother figure for Zeenat and Shayari. She held the family together while everyone was shattered. She is the daughter of Azlan Sheerazi's third in command and is married to Adeel Khan a normal businessman and has twin sons Faizal Khan and Asad khan Adeel khan- 35 years old Azisha's husband and a very lovable person. Father of Faizal and Asad. And has a business that is completely legal

his secretary informed him and he cocked a brow at the file. If it was up to Hamza, he would've never thought of working with that scumbag of a man. Usama Niazi. The son of the prime minister. The f*cker was next in line to take his father's seat in the political party after his retirement. That guy was best friends with Zeeshan and they both seriously had the same rotten personalities. Usama Niazi was his rival now. Yet, he wants to work with Hamza in the business field. Hamza hates corrupted people and Usama Niazi was exactly that but still he should attend the meeting. This way he would understand the plan behind Usama's friendly act.

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.

go Amir said “That’s my friend, I knew you’d listen to me” Kamur said “It is not a bad idea though, big I know you are very much in love with your first wife, why the rush?” Fatu asked “Did you say why the rush?, he has been without a wife for a long time now and you’re asking him that” kamur asked Fatu and Kamur started an argument as usual. They never agreed on anything and it beats Amir how they became friends.

She didn't want to bother him right now. "I will get water for you.” Saying this, Subh-Dil stood up from the sofa and was about to leave but Ammar called her. “Subh-Dil!” "Ji!" She turned back and went to him “Can I ask you something?” Standing up in front of her, he squeezed her hand and asked. "Yes?” She nods her head, managing to give him a nervous smile which slowly fades away, as she heard his question “Who is Azam?” Her hands, which were in his, shiver in nervousness as all the colour drained out from her face.

"Uh..." "We have a plan, As a Mafia Boss we want to help you especially this, our dearest friend, Kaizer. I know he's going to be hysterical again if something bad happens to anyone." Mr. Agassi said jokingly. Mr. Agassi is one of the kindest Mafia Bosses in Asia. He's been awarded for being 'The Kindest Mafia Boss' and The Most Generous Mafia Boss in Asia. "Thank you so much, Mr. Agassi." He just nodded at me and we gathered around the area to talk about our plan from saving my daughter.

Aziz: Sent a picture. [King.Aziz: Is it cool? It's cool. If it's not cool, there's no way I'll tell you. Get yourself ready to come here. If you can, start exercising tomorrow. The terrain to the top is pretty good for big calves. Don't just come home from Wonosobo complaining about your calves like some Bogor guy]

Nevertheless, after greeting them he gave them the way inside. After entering inside, Adhyunt said curtly, "Mr Verma, this is Azlan sheerazi, I am sure you have heard about him as we are partners with them in business and he is my good friend." Mr Verma nodded looking at Azlan and shook hands with him. Azlan nodded stoically at him.

Ozgur smiled mysteriously. "I don't believe you, Azam." said Abellard, bringing the name Azam into their conversation. "You think I believe?" replied Ozgur and he held Abellard's glass, before he drank his Vodka-his. They both understood each other's code and Abellard put his glass back down. "Stop this fight." Suddenly someone came. An Asian man with slanted eyes and fair skin. He still looks so young, in his early twenties. "Because I will fight."