GUILTY EPI 14

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    EPISODE NO 14

GENRE... GHULAM JILANI

 When a brother finds out that his sister is in love with a boy in his neighborhood, what goes on in his heart is exactly what was going on in the heart of Saleem Nawaz. He remembered staying in the ring for hours on end, standing at the ground, pressing the lower part of his lip to secretly pull the mobile closer to his lips, as he whimpered while talking on the phone. I used to shake my head with a pay… Not only that, but with the blink of an eye, he began to see more. Komal and Atiyasham were swinging their feet of love with great satisfaction, and Saleem Nawaz was pushing for a peak to find out where the affair had reached.
 "Go Salem Nawaz, son, put this milk cup in the lounge room."
 Her mind was confused with her determination to understand her condition when Amy brought her milk. He stared at the cup with great fury.
 "She's the Empress! Take her a cup of milk for her ... You give her a voice and take her in. - Hands haven't been broken ... Don't know what to do in the living room ... !!"
 Amy was surprised at her style more than her words.
 "Son told you to put a cup of milk in your sister's room, but you broke all previous records of misbehavior, I say, which Hour will you break down to work lightly?"
 Salim Nawaz opened his mouth to say something, but Amy ended her talk before it even started.
 "No need to speak the language, I'm not dead ... It's just a job ... I'll do it myself ... Hands and feet are safe ... Shameless, ugly scenes !!"
 Amy's voice was stopped. Saleem Nawaz was often seen as his heart. Saleem Nawaz felt that he had actually made a mistake, but instead of being embarrassed he kept on doing more. He was, as usual, blaming it all.
               There was a slight headache in the soft head. She washed the dishes and lay down in her room for comfort. It was then that Amy had told Salim Nawaz that he was thinking of her but ...
 "Oh, I forgot it - I don't know where my brain lives."
 Amy bowed her head at the cup of milk she had placed on the shelf before lighting the kitchen. She herself had forgotten to bring him to the gentleman's room. They reheated the milk in the microwave oven and proceeded to the cupboard to take the cup. However, she was about to put her hand on the handle and press it when the tender muffled echo. Amy thought the milk cup would fall from her hands, and she could hardly handle it and tried to expel herself from the various whispers. Well, the girls are laughing and sometimes even laughing, but in the afternoon, the strangeness of the laughter and the laughter of the gentleman caused them to be in awe.
 "Don't know what to do in the living room ... !!"
 Saleem Nawaz's phrase goes all the way to his existence.
 They unfortunately pressed down on all the handles, and suddenly the silence was over. She opened the door and entered her room, but she was asleep. Amy's mobile was on her pillow, she kept a cup of milk and watched it for a moment. Gentle eyes were closed and eyes were shaking ... Bella's innocence was on the face and her flawless face was as transparent as a waxy doll. They left there in a world of empty minds - After they left, Komal opened his eyes and looked at the door and then looked at the pillows up, down, forward, back, inside, outside, but not mobile. Amy took her mobile with her on the go ... The gentle heart was disappointed ...
 "Neither ami. - What was the need to carry a mobile phone, call for an appointment? - What are they thinking?"
 She was still worried about thinking of arranging and did not care or care about whom she had caught.
                     Why does a man close his eyes like a dove after stepping into the realm of love? Why does he feel like he'll never be caught again? Why does he always consider himself a threat? Why does it feel like he has become the most powerful? Why does he go down this path blindly? Why the hell - paralysis paralyzes the human brain ??
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 "Well handcuffed girl, don't hands have a life?"
 This is the third time they have cracked it.
 "Emmys, what have you been up to?"
 Komal looked at Amy while tossing the dough and tried to remove it from the scene, or Amy would not have been known today.
 "There is no need to read such thick books and make your head white. Books will not work in the in-laws. !!!"
 "Luji - where did the father-in-law come from in the middle ...?"
 "Just enough - no need to do any language - you are no stranger to the world. Everyone has to learn to be a homemaker. These things will work for you in the future."
 Amy squeezed her blood further, saying in a loud tone.
 "Ask Arthur how different I am, how much light you are getting under your roof - day and night just keep talking ... never know if they will ever hear anything from me." - Life is strange, may God just get married sooner than I need to - I will be lost in this crumbling house - Hmmm! "
 Throwing mugs at the back of the dough, he thought calmly, asking Achtasham to talk to his parents in every situation. Stone will give ...
        Just before dusk, Nabila's father-in-law called. She wanted to revisit Fahad.
 "Fahad has his own house, when it comes to my child. - What did you need to ask? - When the heart came ..."
 The lioness that was coming out of Amy's tongue was beating the honey.
 "No, Samina, in our America, it is considered very difficult to move one's house without any information, no one has any privacy for human beings, anyone can be in any situation now. Can the human being perform the duties of the host in a good way? "
 Things were fine, but Amy had to give up too. So soon after the phone went off, Komal was summoned.
 "Tomorrow is coming to terms with Nabila ..."
 They tell him so cheerfully as if no fugitive is coming home, Komal barely saw Amy's face.
 "What happiness are they coming to now, after such a long banquet feast, was there anything left?"
 Amy nodded her head at the gentle talk.
 "Wacky girl, has your wit gone grass? Hey Fahd has asked himself to come here. Imagine how lucky it is. - You got married to Fahd. - !! "
 Amy was blushing with joy. Komal tried to fahd in his heart.
 "Nothing special to me, both parents and mothers are always proud, as if there was no rich person in the world ..."
 Amy held her head, mourning the situation of her inferior children.
 "Oh, that relationship even went out with a lamp and we didn't even come in handy - you are thankful for Siddhartha. Doing light make-up too - and talking confidently with Fahad, they also know how capable you are - men must be in control !! "
 Komal looked at Amy with astonishment, her mother, who had been keeping her tight from makeup, was brutally breaking her rules today for a fictitious America turnaround.
 "Amy, what have you done for God? Do not think so much ahead. It is possible that they have no such intention in their minds for a long time, and I have no interest in this position anyway."
 "Gentle my donation, see you are lucky to have such a relationship coming home for which the whole family is longing for their daughters. - You should be thankful. To marry you ?? " Komal looked at Amy with frightened eyes. "No no? Then why don't you show prudence? Look, I am your mother, not an enemy. It is my duty to think good of you. I am in your eyes. And I knew that they would surely come - and look at the phone? "
 She was surprised at Amy's accented tone.
 "But how did you know those people would come back?"
 "All this is Baba Ji's blessing, God, we hear that we have found this Baba Ji, otherwise your witch would have hid and beautifully captured our fortress ... Baba Ji is very arrived. He had said that a good relationship would surely come to fruition and see if their words came true. "
 Amy was very devoutly telling Baba ji to Kamal. Komal was also saddened by the words of his mother.
 "But how did Baba Ji know this?"
 Komal's strange question made Amy awake for a few moments but she was Amy and Amy never gave up?
 "Son is the direct connection of these people ..."
 "Direct contacts are only those closest to Allah ... !!"
 "Yes, they are very close to Allah. They have direct contact with Allah."
 Amy told the whole affair, and she began to see them.
 "So why don't you make a direct contact with Allah, Amy? Isn't this Baba Ji a barrier between you and Allah? Have you ever seen them praying? They used to take money and show off their acting skills. You are fooling simple women like you and you are becoming and displeasing Allah too. "
 "Don't talk like that, it's not a shake ... such good people are the source ... Allah listens to them close by."
 "Resources are only Allah's Beloved, Amy, are they more than this Baba Ji? You should raise your hand and say only that to Allah ... O Allah, let me solve this difficult problem with Your Holy Prophet, then you will see." May Allah listen to you so close ... !! "
 Amy immediately started looking at her mouth. If they had not told these things to Kamal, then who had told them?
 "For the first time in your life, you have to lie to Aba to go ... What is the reward for losing your rightful money? If you go there, you still come to our house." - But you gave all your credit for cleaning up, cleaning, hard working, best taste to "Baba Ji", wow ami ?? "
 Komal had shown Amy a mirror wherever she sat.
 "You'll tell me tomorrow's menu - I'll start preparing at night ..."
 He gently pressed Amy's hand as he got up from there. It was better to get up there now ...
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