GUILTY EPI 23

        GUILTY

EPISODE NO 23

 GENRE... GHULAM JILANI

 

 Immediately upon entering the door, Amy's eagle's gaze shifted to the gentle changing colors of her face and her standing close to her. As for Fahad, his heart was now a sure and uncertain place, and he was even more pressed to stand close to his beloved.
 "Are you conscious of your house girl? The door is left wide open - anyone with a mouth open come in ??"
 Faheed fluttered at Amy's loud voice and her lips stopped saying anything - Komal was still confused by what Fahad was about to say, but on Amy's intervention, that thing remained incomplete.
 "How are you?"
 Fahd looked at Amy with his distinctive artificial smile, nothing that had been touched by her shame.
 "Hey, you're here too? When did he come in? Didn't Nabila tell me?"
 Amy looks inside and looks as if Fahd was indifferent to her presence.
 "G aunty just made a program, mommy don't come. My only wish was to meet you and give me the thought."
 A clever man like Fahad had noticed the mistrust spread in Amy's eyes, but it didn't matter anymore because the solution to her problem was in the palm of his hand and Gentle was in her fist. He had been sitting there for some time, accompanied by Haq Nawaz and Salem Nawaz. This meaningful gaze repeatedly warned Kملm ۔l to pay close attention to everything Fahd had done, otherwise the threat hidden in his gaze was enough to keep K ۔m ۔l away.
       The gentle bidding was moving. He was not getting any china ... What was the unknown fad? By the way, he did not expect any good from Fahd and now he had come to him in the open, but for the sake of revenge, he was ready to give up his life. She was in that part of her age where she was not afraid of a poisonous snake but she was afraid of being separated from her beloved. The fear of separation takes precedence over every other fear in the world, and even if one has to jump into the fire to save this fear from becoming a reality, man does not hesitate to do so. ...
 "What was the truth telling Fahd?"
 Amy asked once again with her sharp pointed eyes, doing a gentle ray.
 "Amy told you, she was feeling yours and what do you want to hear?"
 Komal looked at Amy in confusion but she was still not satisfied.
 "Look, son, I am not your mother, not even a friend. Nothing should be hidden from your mothers. - Now you are wise, grown-up Mashalla. I'm in ... Where can parents supervise? "
 Amy explained to him dearly she kept listening to her head and said nothing. His mind was confused. He had to make a decision and this decision seemed to be the biggest decision of his life.
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 Salim Nawaz sat down in front of the computer for dinner, but to his surprise that the computer was hybrid, he realized that gentleman had forgotten to shut down the computer. He also got angry at Komal's negligence, but today his mood was pleasant as his crush expelled his friend request. Now, somehow he was left in the glass and that was what Saleem Nawaz seemed to play with his left hand. He came to the desktop with great enthusiasm. It was a surprise when he clicked on Facebook's ear. The same crash ID was opened in front of him. He opened his mouth in a sea of ​​wonder and watched the scene. After some time when his senses were restored, he began to handle himself, and within five minutes, the secret was revealed to Saleem Nawaz, who was dreaming of the girl behind whom he was abusing day and night. There was a flurry of attacks, whose simplicity swelled to life, whose amazement was astonishing. She was nobody else's sister.
 "Does this mean gentleman's account? Such a big fraud ...?"
 Saleem Nawaz's anger was bad. He couldn't believe that he was cheated by gentle. Cheating on social media is not a big deal but being stupid at the hands of his own sister was very humiliating. She tied her hair to her fists - was ashamed that she couldn't finish and was angry that she was growing.
               For a person with a negative mind, that moment is very traumatic when one of the key secrets is revealed to the person on whom the first secret was exposed, and the first secret of Salem Nawaz was thoughtful and shameful anyway. Even then he had not stopped, and now fate had brought both of them face to face at another point. Instead of fear of God and hatred of hatred, hostility began to be born in his heart. He opened the gentleman's inbox, and there he read the words of Akshayam and the gentleman who read as his lips smiled strangely. Komal had forgotten to delete these messages and that was enough for Salim Nawaz. In addition, there were some videos and photos of Ahsam that Komal did not delete despite Ashim's instructions as she used to look at these pictures whenever she was sad. Salim Nawaz copied all the contents and sent them to his inbox and wiped out the traces of his presence so that he could not doubt that Salim Nawaz had become aware of his reality. It took a lot of effort to detect any further but none of it was talked to other than Ahsam and all the messages were deleted, if anything. Saleem Nawaz was convinced that he spoke to gentlemen and boys as well and was fully satisfied with his conviction.
 "Now I'm going to tell you how to play games - I just went to play with them!"
 Saleem Nawaz was whisked away by logging out of Komal's ID.
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 Ayesham's number was going off. He had got his number twice from Amy's mobile but was not receiving a reply. She was very upset that she wanted to inform Ayesham about the situation. He was sure that Ahsanam would have supported Fahd's decision but did not know where he was ...
 "Gentle ??"
 Amy came into the room and lovingly called him ...
 "What happened to the donation ... all good?"
 Seeing the wind blowing in her face, Amy asked in anguish, trying to handle the gentle power.
 "Nothing at all, I'm fine. What the hell?"
 He looked at the basket of fruits holding Amy's hand.
 "Yes ... I brought it to you - son. Keep it in your room and when you feel hungry, eat fruits are good. For my health, look at your complexion, how dull it is." It will even make your skin shine. "
 Amy affectionately said rubbing her hair behind her ear ... Gentle looking at Amy's face. Unbeknownst to her, she began to weep through Amy's throat. They too got upset. Keep rubbing her waist for a long time, keeping her lovable, but after some relief, Gentleness separated from them.
 "Now tell me what happened to my donation? Why this tear?"
 "Why do you love me so much, Amy, why do you care so much to me?"
 Komal wiped the tears from the back of his palm and said, "Umi smiled and nodded smilingly."
 "Because you are my daughter, you are a piece of my life ... I will not take care of you and whom will I take care of? I only accepted this life for all three of you, with sorrow. - Now all three of you. Be my everything ... and my daughter is my soul ...! "
 Amy leaned forward and grabbed her forehead.
 "Whatever is in your heart, feel free to tell me, because no one can understand your children more than a mother, remember that you have nothing to do with me in this world."
 Komal nodded and nodded his eyes. A meaningful period of silence came.
 "There is nothing like this Amy!"
 There was something that was hiding softly. Amy did not insist but she knew that gentle would come to them and explain their problem to them, so once again she came out of the room, urging him to eat fruit.
 "Amy loves me so much and I ... What do I want to do?"
 She was very embarrassed and she stood in the court of conscience, where a lot of reproach awaited her.
 "Will I ever be happy without being away from Amy?"
 He asked himself
 "Not at all ... !!"
 The sound came from inside.
 She also realized that Amy had lived a very distressing life and now if she had suffered any kindness from Kamal, she might not be able to tolerate it. She was a sensual daughter, but at the same time she had a soft heart. She couldn't imagine anyone other than Akshayam, it was true but she did not want to kill Amy's wishes for her happiness. She realized that she had a responsibility, a daughter, a warrior and a brave soldier who was standing at the border of her territory and the only one to keep the honor of herself and her family, family. He had to fight in such a war that he would surely become insane from within but his honor and honor would not come to his house - every daughter is a warrior, whose daughters have to keep their house and honor without ever winning their war. Don't back down, even if they lose themselves in this war!
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 Yesterday Nabila Phepho was about to arrive with Amy Haq Nawaz to buy goods from the market. Komal got out of the kitchen and went into Salem Nawaz's room. Abu was reading a book in his room. When Salim Nawaz saw the gentleman, he was staring at him with cold eyes but said nothing - he did not know why the gentleman had come to him now - perhaps to embarrass him.
 "I need to talk to you, Slim ...!"
 Komal twisted his fingers and said, "He is still a hunter, whether he should speak to Salem or not."
 "Say yes?"
 Salem said in a cold tone, without paying attention to him.
 "Turn it off for a little while, and sit on it so I can talk to you!"
 While pointing at the computer, Komal told Salem, Nawaz Nawaz looked at him in a cloudless manner and turned his attention to the computer by turning it off. From the inside he was scared, some sense of guilt, some past regret - His heart was really burning.
 "Look, Salim Nawaz. You are my brother and you know very well that you are wiser and wiser than the Nawaz because you have a child but you are not."
 Komal started the conversation with a grin. Salim Nawaz did not understand what was the reason for your disappointment. Finally, the man who has to speak can also say straight… he saw the gentle face of Kofta, it was very serious. Salim Nawaz once again began to be surrounded by fear, but he shook his head with every fear, thinking that no matter how gentle I could be, he had a great secret that he could never use. Could taste it in front of. This time he tightened his neck and started looking at the gentleman.
 "Man wants to share everything he has with his closest people so that he can guide him and not go to extremes ... because no one is more sympathetic than himself ... !!"
 Komal added more to the accent than the lost one. Salim Nawaz Lip looked at his face. He was well aware that gentle was saying all these things to her.
 "That's why Salem Nawaz ..." Komal suddenly lifted his head and looked at Salem Nawaz's face. No one happens ... "
 Saleem Nawaz left immediately - He looked at his older sister's face with uncertainty ...