GUILTY EPI 22

        GUILTY

     EPISODE NO 22

GENRE.    GHULAM JILANI

 Fahd simply didn't understand what the boys who killed him wanted to do to him.  He had no personal enmity with any of them.  Doubting Haq Nawaz and Saleem Nawaz found it extremely stupid because the molt on an ice cream could not have belonged to them far back.  Another thought stuck in his mind was that if he was a thief robber, why didn't he steal his mobile, car, wallet, money, gold chain or watch?  Why - Why the end?  He was just as confused as he was thinking -  It was then that a sudden explosion occurred in his mind, and shortly thereafter a smiling smile spread over his lips.
 "Gentle ... - yeah so here it is ... !!"
 He rubs his French kit on a light beard, shouting an unprofessional laugh.
 "Oh gentle darling. - Do you know the teachers at the school you are enrolling in? Also, I advise you to go ahead with your next move!"
 It was covered in poison and acne.  He woke up with a loaded finger and picked up the car key and got out.
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 Komal was talking calmly in a pleasant mood when he knocked on the door.  Amy had just fallen in love with the usual neighbor at that time - she was alone in the house.
 "Who came this time?"
 He knocked on the door and made a strong mouth.
 "Someone came out to see me ...
 He typed the message.
 "Amy will see you talk to me ... no need to go anywhere ... !!"
 Ayesham said in a jarring tone that the gentleman was charmed by his rightful attitude.  At the same time, again the day-break broke out - now that gentleman had to get up -  After two minutes of panicking, she ran out of doors and opened the door with flowery breaths, most of the women in the neighborhood shouting for permission to ask Amy, but looking at Fahad in front of her, her breath was up and down.  The bottom left ...  He removed the glasses from his eyes and began to look at Kemal's shallow breathing breaths - Komal was furious at his motion - he corrected his duplicate and saw Fahad's face with questioning eyes.  Feudal sensed his disapproval and went in. Kumble marveled at his boldness.
 "There are some tricks to coming into someone's house. - Where are you going inside with your mouth?"
 She wandered rapidly in front of him and tried to remind her of her times without any sense, but on the other hand, there was a fad, which was not easy to be overcome with embarrassment.
 "Sly fox from the front - I'm not here to talk to your mommy ... but to tell them the truth ..."  He muttered angrily, calling out to Amy. "Auntie ??? Samina Auntie ... Where are you?"
 Komal watched the play with a slight gusto but patience.  Reopening your eyelids, reopen your eyes and take a deep breath.  He was trying to intimidate the gentleman by his side, while the gentleman preferred to curse his asshole, because by doing anything, he had given all his rights to Ahsam, and this courage was also given to his unconditional love.  ۔
 "Amy's not at home. Tell me your truth. I'll tell Amy."
 Gentle style was a joke.
 "My suspicion turned out to be alright - not as innocent as you look - I know girls like you very well and I have to teach them a lesson."
 Fahd said, looking at Komal in his particular derogatory manner, and Komal tried very hard to understand his words bitterly.
 "Instead of being a jerk in my appreciation, clean up the ones who have come to speak, so much the better Mr. Fahad ... !!"
 His tone was strong.
 "That attack was attacked by you on that day, didn't you?"
 Fahadine looked directly into his eyes.  Komal's face turned pale white and then pale - he paused and looked at Fahad.
 "This - how is this a charge ?? Shame you should - Shame on you ..."
 Fahd folded his arm and hugged him tightly.
 "Never ... !! Never say that you have no hand in it ... If you lie to me, your beast will be watching all the time."
 In Fahad's tone, death was as harsh and brutal.  Komal did not want to be scared, but it was not a case of him and Ahsam's relationship being misunderstood.
 "Tell the truth, who were those boys and how are you related to them? And who is involved with you in this shameful game?"
 Fahad asked, hiding her wall - Kumble was still seeing her brutal face with haunting eyes - he thought he would kill her.
 "Mmm ... I don't know ... who the boys were ... I have nothing to do with this matter ... believe me."
 She started crying as soon as she said - she had no choice but to.
 "Shut up - dont bring me ... tell me the truth. Who were they otherwise?"
 "How can you say I'm involved in all this?"
 Komal made one of his last attempts, mustering the courage.  Fahd was a little confused as he had no real proof of this - but he was a fad, lying in the eyes of the opponent, the big nerd, who had a field in front of him.  Was molly?
 "Okay now, would you be clever to me? You can't deceive me, girl. If you are not guilty of all this, why was he taking your name constantly? Why was he telling me to go away?  That? "
 Fahad fired a blind arrow on his behalf, which seemed to hit the straight target.  Feeling sad and Fahd saw his defeated face with triumphant eyes, and with a jerk left his arm - she went downstairs - there was no escaping - his mind was closing ...  If he thought that Ahsham, who was careful about breathing in the matter of gentleman, could have done this rash mistake in front of Fahad - but he could not hear it in front of Famal.  Surrendered ...  The secret of love was revealed to the worst enemy - it was time to save your love ...
 "What do you want?"
 Komal asked Murray Murray without looking at him. Fahad had given him enough peace to repel him.
 "With you ... !!"
 Komal looked at him angrily, she could understand his rage-thoughts. In his eyes, the most cruel of the fidelity could not have seemed to him all over the world at that time.
 "You only have one chance now to save yourself, think well ... otherwise today I will leave this news to your entire family and then you will see what your father does to you and to you.  Lover's ... !! "
 Fahad ruthlessly stuck the last nail in his coffin -
 "You can't do that ... !!"
 Komal said in a frightened manner.
 "I'm gonna do this ... !!"
 Fahad ruthlessly assures her by saying…
 "I beg you for mercy for my love."
 The pain with which Komal had said this would have melted any stone, but there was a man standing in front of him who had sworn to astonish the stones.
 "That's all you should have thought before ... !!!"
 Komal looked at Fahad's face with astonishment and sorrow.
 "What did I do to you that you were doing all this? I apologize for my mistake. I folded my hands in front of you. He really folded his hands in front of Fahad."  Do it !! "
 He pleaded with such humor that Fahad kept watching her for a moment and then raised a loud laugh.
 "You should get the Best Actress Award for being such a wonderful gentleman ... !! I appreciate your acting - wow great - lively ... very good !!"
 He was laughing and begging for forgiveness, for the sake of his love, for the sake of his small hope, for the sake of his future, for the interpretation of his dreams, but for his life.  He could have no mercy because he had no choice but to do so - he had to get gentle in every case - in the case of gentlemanship, several key gates of wealth and wealth were ready to open on him.  He could not afford to miss this opportunity.  Otherwise, death was awaiting his return to the United States - now, even if a false mouth would say that he would compare death and death with falsehood, he would have hated it by thinking of love as a foolish decision.  ۔  He did not even agree to the gentlemanly pleasures of society.
 "Tomorrow Mummy will come to talk about you and my wedding and you ... !!"  He lifted his finger and warned the gentleman - "You will not refuse the gentleman ... Got it?"
 The gentle breeze rose from its place - Fahd had returned.
 "put on..!!"
 Fahad looked back at Komal's voice and saw a decision on Komal's face that did not seem to please Fahad at all.
 "I can't marry you in any way. Not at all - I'll refuse tomorrow."
 Komal's unflinching fidelity didn't work at all ...
 "Well then, be prepared for your disgrace, when this happens to your father."
 Fahd wanted to say shrugging his shoulders but Kumble cut it off.
 "Don't bring my father in the middle again and again."
 Fahad was deliberately referring to Abba as he was found in the family vein ...
               Last night he apologized to his mother for his emotional panic and when Nabila's mood improved slightly he asked her.
 "Mimi is even more beautiful and well-educated girl in your family, so why do you prefer Kim?"
 His response proved to be quite helpful for Fahad.
 "The wall of a house that has a hole in it is shrinking and the house can be a mess at any time.  Not only is the simplicity and elegance unique, but the atmosphere of his home is something that is really attractive to us - you know how? "
 Fahad shook his head in disgust, expressing ignorance.
 "My forgotten son, who grew up in a gentle environment like the gentleman who opened his eyes to his parents' eyes, was easy to control. Their commandments were a little, as much as patiently thanked.  Even if she did not give her what she was giving, she was washed and mumbled but could not do anything to anybody.  Or the mother? Who insists on keeping her daughter quiet for fear of reproach and male anger ... So this girl has done a great job for us - you will be in our five asses.  It will also make us earnest and be kind to us !! "
 Fahd saw them with envious eyes at Nabila Phepu's words.
 "Wow, Mommy. You've already figured everything out - ie the paperwork is complete. Now it's just Practical Delay and then the desired result ... !!"
 "So what else - the eyes have to be kept open from all sides, then success comes in hand. - That is why I tell you not to get emotional immediately. If you take every step thoughtfully, the world will follow you in your footsteps.  If you try to express yourself in front of everyone, then the world is riding on my head… !!! "
 Fahd had well-versed in this lesson and, following the same seals, he had begun his game.  In which he was supposed to succeed successfully.
 "Well, I'll get you a deal."
 "I don't want to hear anything from you ... Get out of here - you don't accept me in any way ... !!"
 With a gentle cry, Fahad advanced towards her, with a gentle anger that caused her to retreat.
 "I want you to listen because it benefits you and your lover as well."
 Fine stopped ... Fahd also stopped ...  Komal did not expect any good from Fahad but she still wanted to hear it.
 "You have to support me. In return, I will unite you and your lover."
 Komal looked at her face with suspicious eyes.
 "But I will not marry you again - I accept death but you do not !!"
 Fahad looked at him with meaningful gaze and, putting his hands in his jeans pockets, put a rich look on a soft, transparent face.
 "Don't worry MaiLu - this marriage will be just a fraud, in the eyes of the people we will be forced to build this relationship. Once you go to America you will be free.  ? "  Fahad acts to remember his folly - "Well, whatever it is - you also have to bring him to the United States and marry him comfortably and have a fun life....
 Fahd changed his mind so softly that it seemed to him that no one could separate him and Ahsam for a moment.  The glow of the eyes was watching the manipulation of the inside.  He expected so much foolishness from gentle.
 "I knew you were a very smart girl. I would understand that."
 Fahd's words bring the truth back to reality.  He saw something hesitant, some hesitant, some uncertainly the face of fidelity.
 "But why would you do that ...? How would you benefit from it? How can I trust you?"
 There was a fear of gentleness.  Fahid smiled.
 "You thought me so bad maybe ..."  Fahad put a smile on his face, "I am a good person too. A single heart beats in my chest too. Why should I separate two lovers and take my head off? I feel it all for you.  Believe me I'm saying ... "
 The smiles on his face seemed to be too pathetic.
 "I still don't believe you ... It would be better for you to tell me the truth because I have become very familiar with your thinking."
 Fahad took out his flimsy hands in jeans pockets and fixed his sunglasses on his eyes.
 "If so, then so be it ... you have to do one of my work, but with complete secrecy - one way is to protect yourself, your dignity and your love."
 Fahad had deliberately kept his gaze and affection hidden as a deceitful person revealed his intention with his own eyes.
 "What kind of work ...?"
 Komal asked, looking at Fahad with a sinking mind, then Fahad turned his back on some anxiety.
 (Continues)