GUILTY
EPISODE NO 08
GENRE... GHULAM JILANI
"Gentle?"
Ahtesham called his name in a very boisterous tone.
"Yes?"
He hesitates.
"You gotta meet me - I can't live without you anymore."
What splints of gentle hands flew up to?
"Nintendo - what are you saying to them. That is not possible. In the future, you will not even have this idea in your mind."
He said without breathing in a panicked voice. Akhtesham knew that he would hear the same answer, but as a "hero" he had to respond to his heroine just as the hero did in order to set a prime example of love.
"You think I'm flirting with you? After four days of lovers, will I be leaving you and busy?" Komal was surprised at his fine manner but did not say anything. "Answer me gentle and do not say that you do not agree with me."
Atshamsam told her in a sad tone and something happened to Kamal's heart.
"I just wanna do all this, you're good. But you don't know me and my home environment. I don't want to be a spectator. - Try to understand the plates!"
Komal, like the last time, started crying at the end, explaining to her but Atiyasam wanted to end all her fears.
"My soul, my whole universe ... Why do you want to shed your tears and kill me? Why am I in the end? For you I am - I will tear the whole world down if anyone and you. I was waiting for you for a while. I was aware of your momentary moment. Someone was looking at my tender eye, and then I had his eyes fixed on me and this was a lie. No, you can't ask anyone. I love you dearly. Believe me. "
Ahitsham assures her with a firm assertion, that Komal sees a mirror of truth in her tone; Who could have dared to do so? What father Those who had to get permission to weep and humiliate for everything still kept their anger on the nose. Or his brother? She taught them all the work she did, but they did not even respect her. When was the last time anyone ever realized this importance? Who was ready to die fighting for this, regardless of their own lives? No one - no one was there except Arthur ... Today was the third time his call was being talked about and this was the first time when the quiver of a gentleman's heart was ready to open - he was rapidly making room in his fragile heart.
"Am I really capable of being so emotional to me?"
Like he asked himself ...
"Ask me what you are, gentleman?" Ahtasham said in a fiery tone, so gentle to his heart, "There is no one like you, gentle. You are different from every girl in this world. ? "
When Atshayam asked him, Komal said strangely.
"What?"
He smiled, smiling softly at the paper-like heart he had been successfully carrying on his flag.
"Your innocence."
At the same time, Komal found the answer strange, good, and amusing. She was ashamed.
"You're so innocent and just don't tell me what you're about."
She closed her eyes and spoke in a tuneful tone, so the gentle heartbeat intensified. Where was she accustomed to such definitions? He had heard nothing but slander. It was the aristocracy who had been aware of the facts.
"Your breaths will take my life someday ..."
He was feeling very emotional, tender hands and feet began to swell.
"I think it is time to sleep. It's too late. Amy got up otherwise the problem would be too much."
When he rang the phone to shut down, Arhatham slammed her recklessly.
"Where? Nobody, sir. You do that everyday. You won't let me go anywhere, you understand?"
"No arrangements don't look like this."
"I said, you will not go, you will not go. Just like you want?"
Akhtsham resorted to bullying in a justifiable way, so Komal had to accept his words. Then all night he kept telling her about her beauty. What color dress does she look so cute in, what chapel looks good on her feet, how she looks smiling, how beautiful her eyes are, how pink her cheeks are. How killer his actions are, how much taste he has in his hand, how good his words are, how intelligent he is, how intelligent he is, how different he is. All of this was known to Kamal today. Until now, she was unfamiliar with her qualities. After Amy's glamorous, slanderous father, the brothers' disgrace, she began to think she was guilty, but it was her impetus that told her she was never to blame. It was Atesham who opened the door to the fact that she is the best girl in the world who owns so many price points.
She was coming out with each passing day. He had started to look in the mirror. At first, she was so busy that after washing her face in the morning, she was exposed to glasses at night, and without even looking at her head, she simply brushed her teeth, washed her face, and lay straight on the bed. Now she looked at herself from every angle, even wanting to know which angle made her face look more attractive when she smiled? She was also working hard on it. The talk was smiling.
Grandma used to spend a lot of time with Amy. Haq Nawaz and Saleem Nawaz were at that age where boys' hearts are rarely at home; the curiosity of seeing new things in the outside world is on the rise, so they return home when Amy screams. When it was time for dad to come. Komal had the opportunity - the opportunity. She was always standing in front of a mirror or missing out on the charming things of the ceremony. They were getting closer and closer to each other over time, and this closeness was a very dangerous turning point. Had no idea
"Amy let me have this brittle sadia house?"
Amy said staring when she saw Brianna ready to step out in a new dress.
"There is no need for such a person to go home, reduce his visit to Sa'adia's house. His mother is such a narcissist. A straight face does not even speak to anyone and you carry their brains there. No need to go anywhere, sit at home comfortably. This new business has started. This girl does not stay at home.
As the last sentence in her mouth began to shake, she began to put things in order again in her father's closet. Coral's eyes immediately burst into tears, today was Atshatam's birthday, and she had especially worn a sash. Not only this, but Kamal wore her green and pink suit at her wish, in which she looked as beautiful as possible without any makeup and jewelry. In his youth, man was tempted to rage even without these "weapons". Youth itself is another name for beauty.
"Girl are you still standing here? I said you would not go ... What are you mourning?"
After a while she closed the closet and came out. Komal ran an angry look on his face and turned his face away from there. His mood had deteriorated badly,
"What was it that Amy used to let me do? She even kept up with the women in the neighborhood all day long. Once in my turn, she remembered all the hostility. I wish it wasn't my Amy." Sometimes Amy sometimes even happens to be both devils. "
Komal was burning in his room as usual. It was also a coincidence that Amy and Achtasham's mother were not born because Achtsham's mother Nick and Chakri were famous. They were proud of their beauty and their wealth, and despite the relentless efforts of the mother-in-law, what happened to their husbands, the father of Ahitsham in his fist, despite the relentless efforts of the mother-in-law, was something that came to her chest. She used to tell in front of Gaya.
Amy's ambivalence only aggravates Amy's desire, she often thought, because she had personally favored him with her mother-in-law. She was shocked by the beep of the message on the mobile. Little did she know that Amy's phone was lying in her room. He leaned in and saw the message of abhyasam, he was waiting for him. The oppressive society could not see him happy, so he was blocking his way. Sometimes he wanted to forget everything and go away with a longing, where there was none other than austerity. Only they are and their quiet life - Atsharam had assured her that soon he would take her as his bride, and they would always be happy and Komal started dreaming on the basis of her belief. She was now waiting for the bride to be in a hurry, but in shame she did not say to the arranger what she would think about it - she was waiting for a good time.
She thought seeing Amy's begging once again might have mercy on her and allow her to leave, but before he could say anything, Amy's voice came ...
"Gentleman - hey Gentleman - Madhya's condition has worsened. I'm going to take care of your house.
Amy hurried out, wrapped in a sheet while Komal, knowing the opportunity, picked up the plate of biryani and reached the house of Ahtsham. This time, she did not forget to apply the transparent lip gloss on her little pink lips (Ahtsham liked the red lipstick but was compelled to say that Amy only allowed the transparent lip gloss, which has no color). What mommy was watching now that she was scared?
"Mashallah ... How beautiful my life looks."
The door was opened by Ahitsham because his sister, Saadia, was not allowed to open the door. The look was not going away. Komal's cheeks grew firmly in his grace. Unknowingly, his eyes were filled ...
"Ahitsham Amy stopped me from coming to your house but I could fight the world for you, how could you wait for me and I wouldn't come? See, I came."
She was speaking so innocently, truthfully, foolishly and passionately that the abyssam was seen to her - they were still standing at the door and due to the gentle magnet's existence, the state of the armpit was becoming like a madman. He had to restrain her from crying softly in loving tone.
"Shhh no cry at all. Today is a happy day, my life. Let's clear this tear and go in. Sadia is at home, okay?"
