GUILTY EPI 31

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EPISODE NO 31

GENRE...GHULAM JILANI

 

 "Mimi can't wait any longer, how can gentle do this to me? I have to go there!"

 Fahad said with a frown, making a fistful of one hand while stroking his other hand.

 "No need to look down ... they'll call themselves. Be patient."

 "What patience ???" Fahad raised his arm with gritted teeth. "It's been two days and no call has come from there, but you are comfortable with your hands resting as if nothing to worry about?"

 Nabila ran a glowing glance at him and, looking in the mirror, put another coat of lipstick on her lips.

 "Hand in hand, so sit down because I'm not as fast as you, everything has a moment. Fahad… I have to wait… my life." He said looking for the cover of the lipstick. "Get out of this boring environment, hang out with your cousins ​​... and yes you should not risk any of the police here." He hangs his handbag over his shoulder, Fahd gazes at him with sharp eyes, he finds his style funny, but he smiles ... "Just Huey Sims Finn and Forget All The Mess - You'll See Good News Soon - !! "

 She walked out, looking at herself in the mirror. Today, she wore a new pair of famous Pakistani brand that not all women in this family can afford. Nebula had to look up to the enticing looks of the ladies and hear some light compliments.

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 The ringing of the phone bell had been ringing for a long time, but it was difficult for Salem Nawaz or Haq Nawaz to get up and watch - forcing Amy to come out on her own.

 "Hello who ...?"

 They speak with flowery breaths as they approach the phone-ridden kitchen - fear of being burned.

 "Al-Alaikum, how are you, Samina?"

 "Oh, good gentleman, goodbye."

 Amy recognized immediately.

 "You forgot all about Samina ?? No phone calls ... As Eid's moon has become ... !!"

 Amy was well aware that the flying news had reached Shaista Bhabhi even when Mackay called.

 "No, why am I forgetting? Just because engagement is so, children and children do not get a chance ... !!"

 "Brother, what kind of engagement did you miss out on?"

 Humble bhabhi said to Nakhat, then Amy's blood was opened but she remained silent.

 "Yes, brother, why do you ask us now, your relationship with the rich is about to be yours ... Well it is very sad Samina you made a daughter's relationship but did not even want to tell her brother ... hey." And if nothing else, the sweetness of the servant sweetens the mouth of the open ... Well, the simple banquet in the well, you are happy with your happiness - whether you tell or not. "

 "How can you talk without talking to you, brother John and you? What a big decision I can make?"

 Hello, it was wonderful.

 "So is it not true that you said yes to Nabila's position?"

 "Who didn't tell you this?"

 "Just don't do anything, Samina. Now, Pinky won't lie a little about her nephew. - If Pinky didn't tell me something unknown, I would know something. And nobody could even hear the ears. "

 The sorrow of the gentleman as you stood in your place. Amy nodded her head.

 "Oh, this Pinky is also stupid and you are ... well you are very intelligent. How do you believe that? I only had a brief talk that Nabila Bhabhi spoke for Fahd. The idiot has left the show by making two or fours of his own… What is my fault in this? "

 Amy tries to calm Pinky Khalla, a humble bhabhi in her heart.

 "Yes, I can't say that Samina can't make such a big decision without asking us, well, are you happy? What I'm talking about is obviously the US relationship. Why not be happy?" Will be ... - Congratulations too, Samina, you have the best of luck. "

 Humble bhabhi greeted with a burning heart. They had dreamed of fahd for their vows, but Nabila had a tender taste. According to her rare idea, Samina had made this relationship by blowing a shovel, otherwise her groom was entitled to such a high relationship.

 "What a greeting ... oh my god!"

 Immediately upon Amy's talk, the humble Bhabhi's ears immediately rose.

 "Hi Samina, didn't your mind go? What are you saying?"

 Amy made her speech even more difficult as she prepared to present herself.

 "Don't even name Nebula and her fiancé in front of me ... those guys have done the same to me, which nobody does even with their enemies."

 Amy quit crying and shouting loudly - Humble quietly -

 "But what's the wind? Something's gone wrong?"

 Amy, with a spicy pepper spice, told the gentleman Bhabhi all the fidelity of Fahad and Nabila Paphou. Amy was keenly aware of the fact that all the information was courteous, so that the news would be so exuberant that anyone who heard Nibellah Phelp's soil would have a 100% chance that "humble bhabhi news channel" "From the breaking news was to be broadcast to the whole family and its constituents. It was just a coincidence that Shaista Bhabhi's call had come to her, otherwise she had planned to call Amy because she was so heartbroken by the incident of failure - now she had to find comfort in that case. Sweep and unscrew their eyeglasses.

 "Oh my God ... how are cheating people insecure ... I don't know for sure I had such ambitions. Both of these mothers and sons ... Whenever I say that suddenly I can tell what is coming to Pakistan. That will surely be the reason why Sujee Nabila comes in like a thief. "

 "And what about the other ... - my flower baby survived the wreckage. I'm just thanking it. Allah will do himself justice.

 You'll just see what happens to those people. "

 Amy's heartbreak ...

 "Yes yes definitely Shay Allah - you are not upset at all, the wind is good ... the baby gets hundreds of millions - let's go now, the call is getting longer and your time is up too. - And look, you don't have to worry at all about this matter. It will be just between you and me! "

 Amy Booboobi was aware of the twists in her belly of a polite bhabhi.

 "Thank you so much I hope this is yours."

 Amy closed the call and put the mobile aside and began to roast the meat….

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 Ever since Amy had a cup of tea at Arslan's house, her heart had been badly hit on this TV set and today she was forced to accompany Kommal to the market - in the mood to go anywhere. No, his heart was very upset because for two days Ayesham was not getting his call or coming online. He would sometimes cry or get angry that Ahsham should not have been so careless on this occasion. Now that she was happy that Amy had agreed, Ishyam had disappeared somewhere. Komal was also angry at himself that if she had not shown so much humility and sentimentality, Ishyam would not have been so angry - he had been sitting angry for two days now.

                She came down from the rickshaw and fixed her wrap, Amy was giving money to the rickshaw. She was staring at Ayesham with her eyes wide open, which at that time did not seem to be in her senses at all. Cigarette burns with confused hair, enlarged beard, dappled clothes, haggard face, red eyes and two fingers pressed in the hands. That was his condition.

                Gentleman stood in front of him, taking small steps in the motion. He was staring into the space, but under a special feeling as he saw the gentleman in front of him, he sat upright in a strange chair of surprise. His sore eyes were hit with awe-struck eyes. Absalom suddenly got up. Both of them were saying a lot in the language of their eyes, face to face. At that moment nothing was in Komel's eyes. The burned piece of cum kept looking at the insane dew on the back of his arm - the tender groan and uncontrollable squeezed it, but Absalom was still looking at him then he looked at him strangely. A smile was seen in his eyes - a smile that was simultaneously annoying and even amusing, throwing away the fragmented piece of cigarette on one side and stepping away.

                  Arguing with Amy Rickshaw, they turn around to see Komal standing in the middle of the main street of the market as a lunatic.

 "Gentle?"

 They gave him a voice but she kept looking at the other side. I called her again desperately.

 "Why stand here? Let's go ..."

 Komal quietly stepped behind Amy. Akshayam had left his eyes pain in his eyes.

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