GUILTY EPI 30

               GUILTY

           EPISODE NO 30

GENRE... GHULAM JILANI

 

 "What's wrong? Why are you so upset?"

 It was the third time Ayeshama had asked her this question but Komal had only one answer - "I am fine".

 "Call can talk?"

 Very shocked.

 "At that time?"

 "Yes ...!"

 Amy's mobile is with her and she's peeling peas sitting next to her neighbor's neighbor. "

 Komal gave a detailed answer.

 "Tell me one thing, Ahsam?"

 "Say yes, my life ..."

 "What would you do if something happened to me?"

 "How are you talking? What does that mean?"

 Ahsam became very serious.  Serious was also gentle.

 "That is, what would you do if I died?"

 On the other hand, for a long time, the silence was felt, but she felt that she was being too emotional.

 "You have said this today, but in the future, if I hear such words, I will do what you have not thought, even you."

 Not long afterwards, a cold wave erupted in Komal's spinal cord as he read a message of shock on the screen.

 "Im sorry. But why don't you tell me just a little question."

 "Just shut up gentle ... - !!"

 Tears came to the eyes of the gentleman.  He empowered his lips.  Utesham had never spoken to her in that way.

 "If anything happened to me, please, you would marry a nice girl."

 "Gentle ... Gentle ... Stop talking nonsense or I'll be back to your house right now without any regard for anyone else, and then you will be responsible for what happened - and you know my anger - well!  ! "

 Gentle tears began to flow more fluently.  He sent crying emoji and stickers to him.

 "What's the matter with you? Why not tell me what happened? What fun is it to make me suffer?"

 The wrath of Ahsanam had reached the seventh heaven.

 "Don't want to hurt you ... but sorry you are suffering from me. - Excuse me.

 On the nerves of Ahsam, gentle words fell on the lightning.  He sat for a few moments and read the last of Komal's messages like mad.  With a severe headache in his half head he will hold his head and wander there.  The pain was so intense that everything seemed to fade in his eyes.  He was sitting there.

                    When one wants to be broken, man begins to earn more for himself and more for others.  Therefore, you should never love anyone so deeply that when your loved one hurts you, you should not feel this pain.  Give yourself so much power that you can deal with the pain, at least because love is deceptive and misunderstandings abound.

 "In fact, this is the kind of gentleman I have seen for the first time in my life. Hamid - I was carrying a vegetable that day.  Baby - it's such a cool way to just not ask - and when I found out that the orphan is helpless, ask the truth.  . "

 Amy talks about "Arsalan" to Hamida Khala, peeling peas.

 "Yes, to be truthful, I too feel like a boy. - Not as arrogant as today's lounges ... And at such a young age, having a business is amazing, I think father's business.  And the money will start railing in the same way… !! "

 Hamida Khala gave her opinion.

 "Where is Ari? The father was not left unattended. All of this he made with his hard work and mother's prayers. Well, he is more intelligent."

 Amy moved the envelope from the basket of peas and told Hamida Khala.

 "Hmmm ... how's your mother like that? Will it be a big mess?"

 "It's only shifted last night, today the food will go from my house.

 Amy proudly gripped the neck and told Hamid Khala.  Why is it so common for wealthy Kabir people to get slack?  Humans also begin to imagine themselves in the Imams.

 "Wow, Samina, you know so well, tell me the truth.

 Hamida's aunt made fun of her eyes, but Amy openly let them laugh.

 "It's just a matter of human morality. All you know, Grandmother Surya's life was in me - who gives more honor to her than my offspring? Who serves someone like this today?  What? Just I didn't boast but the good things are ... "

 "Yes, it was good. Grandma's house was well settled, but one did not understand how she finally found out about your house. She does not say such things at her first meeting. Tell me the truth.  Sounds a bit dark, my advice to sisters is to stay away from me !!

 Amy looked at the smiling Hamida as she was saying, "Well you know, like Jesse's cleverness, my distance doesn't hurt you at all."

 "Oh, how wrong you are, by the way. How did you know that brother got a wall from the wall? He must have seen me coming and going. Now it is his good that he remembered ...  Eri gentle? "

 Komal was passing by them, walking into the lawn outside his thoughts.  At Amy's call, she was shocked as if she had to come back from afar.  He hurriedly looked at Amy first and then to Hamida's aunt.  As he looked at the pregnant woman, he tried to control himself and slid his head over the shoulder.

 "Is the girl conscious or not? There is no greeting. No greeting? - No need to take care of her."

 Amy's gentle brutality is an eye-opener.

 "Hello room ..."

 Gentle throws a quick salute.

 "The daughter of Al-Salam (peace be upon him)."

 Hamid Khala replied, looking at Komal closely.

 "Grab this envelope in the trash and put it in the refrigerator, your father said in the evening."  Komal quickly grabbed the envelope and knocked outside.  "I do not like these things. I do not care if the person is at least… tomorrow, the mothers have to listen to their mothers.  ? "

 Amy's high-tape recorder was delivering all the news to Komal as she walked into the kitchen quietly holding a basket full of pea-watering peas in front of Hamida's room.

 "Samina, baby girl, you have to follow her poorly. - Tell me why the color is so yellow? Is everything okay?"

 An uneven color passed over Amy's face - they stared at the kitchen with their eyes closed.

 "Oh no, it's nothing to eat, it's just a meal of time-lapse ... How come the first look?"

 Amy tried to avoid talking.

 "Whatever it is, I think this is due to Baba Ji not being there again ... Hey people from far away come to him and why don't you take this girl there?"

 Amy was furious over the name of Dhongi Baba.

 "Woe betide this dishonest father, trusting this greedy number two, I have lost a lot of hope, wasting both money and time and nothing gains. May Allah save his evil from ever taking his own child.  Don't go there! "

 The pregnant woman sat quietly.

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 It was time for Asar to go.  Rupali evening was a waste of every hundred tea.  Haq Nawaz was playing cricket with his friends at the Colony Ground while Salim Nawaz was busy at his computer at his room.  Komal slowed the rice down with a tear while Amy came into the kitchen.  Komal took care of the hinges stove and after using the condenser, cleaned the cloth and started placing it in the rack again.

             She had not spoken to Amy since yesterday's incident.  Amy's silence did not look good to her, and at that moment her heart was trembling when he saw her sad face.  She knew that Kamal was innocent, but what she did was that she did not have the motivation to burn the honor with her own hands.  She knew that she was immature, so emotionally I came to talk about hostility and she also knew that this relationship would never be possible.  She simply did not want Komal to hate her mother in this sentimentality, so he decided to talk to her.

 "Gentle?"

 They adopted a slightly softer tone.

 "Yes?"

 Komal replied in an impassioned tone without looking at them.

 "Are you angry with me?"

 Amy said approaching him.

 "No ..."

 Komal stepped outside the kitchen.

 "Riku Beta I need to talk to you ... !!"

 Komal turned to look at Amy.

 "Say?"

 There was no such thing as raven in his eyes.  Amy was shocked to see these desolate eyes.

 "In your eyes I do not feel good at seeing this strangeness for myself. - Son, I am not an enemy, I am your mother."

 They said in a persuasive way.

 "I know you are not my enemy Amy, which is why I have always bowed down to your every decision. Now I will still be happy and you too ... but everyone will be happy."

 In an attempt to control himself, Komal grabbed hold of the wall and turned his back.  She didn't want to cry.  Amy felt like she was showing a lot of selfishness, with gentle grief, but soon she remembered that it was time to act wisely, not emotionally.

 "Gentle my soul, my donation ..."  Amy affectionately patted her shoulder, saying, "Very gentle."  "Try to understand what that guy is worth to you ..."

 Komal unconsciously released his shoulder from his grip.

 Salim Nawaz walked out of the drinking room.  She stopped herself from seeing this emotional scene.

 "Please Amy ... !!"

 Amy looked at her face sadly and surprised at the gentle hand shaking.  She was getting so emotional for a reaction.  He did all the calculations in a moment and prepared himself for a new front.  Saleem Nawaz was out on the wall. Both Komal and Amy didn't look at him.

 "Okay, tell this guy to send his parents to our house this week ..."

 Komal looked at Amy's face confidently, and when she stopped, her tears started flowing in full swing.  She hugged Amy and cried - I kept slipping on her back.

 "Think one hundred mummy ..."

 Komal told Amy between hugs.  Salim Nawaz burned to ashes  He unconsciously grabbed his lip and walked away.

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 Komal also went to see the neighbors' house with Amy in fond interest.  Grandmother Suraya's closet was large, but both eyes were open as she entered the main gate.  Where is Grandma Surya's old granddaughter, and where is this magnificent palace full of glory?  Newcomers had turned the nose of the house up to the map ...  Amy was convinced that it was Arslan's high taste because he was the caretaker of the house before the shift.

 "Hey sister, why did you need this problem? You hurt so much in the kitchen ... What if the food came out one day ..."

 The ladies were very dignified and of a simple temperament.  Amy was constantly watching their sophisticated clothes and fine seating style.  Gentleman's attention was on the decoration of the house.

 "How bothersome, wall to wall has been found ... so much so that we can take care of you ..."

 Amy was pretty darn good.  Let the woman smile with simplicity.

 "I'm actually embarrassed. You had to do so much because of us."

 Amy also smiled tenderly this time.

 Shame on you for doing this to me again and again, Well please leave these words of distress and talk about your family. And who's in the house? "

 Amy asked with astonishment.

 "At home I and my son are Arsalan, all our relatives are based in other cities."

 "That means you two will live in such a big house?"  Amy was surprised. "Hi, will you be alone?"

 "I have a habit of this life and Arsalan anyway, my son is unmarried to me - he is my everything."

 Referring to his son, his tone was full of love.  Komal and Amy felt and smiled.

 "Is this your daughter?"

 They asked looking at the gentleman.

 "Yes, this is my only daughter and I have two sons who are at home all the time studying."

 Komal looked at Amy with meaningful eyes.

 "Good Mashalla ... very sweet daughter is yours - son reads you?"

 "Gee what's the intermediate pass now ... more ???"

 Komal left Amy and looked at Amy.

 "Just because her father thinks enough education is enough, anyway, girls have to go to the moon to read and study, only to get home. So I think of her father too."

 Employee Saji came along with the decoration trolley and was busy decorating a variety of items on the table with tea.  Some of them even had food and drinks that Kimmel and her mommy were probably seeing for the first time in their lives.  The woman has been watching Amy's and Gentle's face for a long time.

 "You have said this strange thing. Well - who in the present day thinks so steely?"  But education is very important for girls, not because they have to go to the moon, but because it is very important for them to be conscious - and to be conscious because they have to give birth to children.  They have to be nurtured, they have to be trained and if there is no knowledge and awareness then there will be nothing but ignorance, this society will continue to deteriorate. "

 Komal seemed like the simple woman who read the books she lost in them. Her heart testified that the woman sitting in front of her was doing all these things after going through a deep experience.  That's the essence of life - because things like these don't come without experience at the tip of the tongue, deep injuries can happen.

 "Yes. You said so beautiful thing. Why did you need to do so much trouble? You have come home from home with us. We have done so well!"

 Amy's attention was on the table.

 "No matter how, you don't -  He rolls the pan rolls over to Ricky Ricky Amy - "Tea's getting colder ... Take your son, try these cookies, baby."

 They looked at him with tenderness and tenderness.  Just then the car horn sounded.  Moor couldn't hide the happiness that came over the woman's face.  She got up from the uncomfortable seat and headed out.

 "My son has arrived. I just come."

 Gentle kept watching them go.

 "How can I eat it, I do not understand. What kind of things have happened in the world and we are not going away from the evil pavilion.

 Komal taught them how to eat a "pizza sauce sandwich" with a knife fork.  Amy was watching him proudly with a neck brace.  Outside, there were voices of talk.  Exactly two minutes later, the gentleman's color changed after seeing the boy who entered with the woman.  A hot sip of tea that she could not swallow outside had her throat burned ...  Amy placed A tea cup on the table and kissed Arslan's forehead warmly.  Gentle still stared at him with frightened eyes.  As Amy sat back down to her seat again, Komal tried to assert herself.  The boy sat on the sofa in front of him.  Komal wanted to run away but the real conversation had begun there.  Amy and Arslan were talking to each other eagerly while the hostess was listening to them with a smile on her face.  Komal was thinking of a recipe to get up there soon.  She suddenly felt as if the boy was watching her with very deep eyes.  For a while, Komal realized that as he looked at her, he was not as attracted to Komal as he was last time, but all his attention was towards Amy.  Feeling very angry, she asked Amy to ask permission in bold words.  Amy stood up as soon as Abi came to the idea - until he stepped out of the gate, Quimal felt as if his deep gaze had crept into his back.  She was so self-conscious that if she looked back she would become of stone.

 (Continues)