SILENCE...Chapter 4 UPDATE 31/1/2014 - Page 14

Originally posted by: --SH7_Sunny--

are mills u have also found me as a girl 😡😕😆

but i am a boy 😆😉 me khush ho rha hu...

yaha pe sab mujhe ladki hi kyu samjthe he 😕😃

🤣

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Originally posted by: ria1891

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i wil read & comment on later...

😆..we r in htht

Originally posted by: MILII_BAKSHI

😆..we r in htht

main badi confused bandi hoon...yeh story mein bahut suspense hai!!!
asad was that stranger???
and this humi!????
cont soon

Awesome update
Too much mystery
Continue soon
Thanks

Originally posted by: -Crazy4AsYa-

main badi confused bandi hoon...yeh story mein bahut suspense hai!!!
asad was that stranger???
and this humi!????
cont soon

😆YES HE IS THAT STRANGER😆

Originally posted by: nihirash

Yipee update ho gayi..😭😭
khushi k aansu😭😛
nd mere liye update hayye😳😎
bt m late here coz of my exams😭 sorry😃

asya scene❤️
Zoya shoutng back😲 typical zoya stlye😆😆
nd asad didnt help her 2nd tym😲 unexpectd🤣🤣

Nd woh letter?? Kisne rakha?
Nd asad ghost nai hai na..?😭
cliffy end diya hai toh next tym jaldi update i want..
Lovd the update..
Nd love you too🤗

ROLE puttar😉
haa tere liye he tha...but tu to ai he nai
exam?? oye chal jane de maaf kiya😆

you love it...haye..me😳
yes he dint...😉..ab kyu krega help wo...madad kr dariya me daal types😆
you have to wait for letter thing😳
kring update😆

Edited part in blue

PART 4

It was cold and unusually dark of Mt. Abu For some one like cohabitant would not feel anything new in it but those who were trespassers had a tough time dealing with the cold, especially when one is lonely. It was the same case with Zoya hungry, tired, freezing and scared. The worst part she was all alone.

The wind was howling through the side streets and slapping Zoya as she passed each street. The city was eerily quiet - others were smart enough to stay home, beside their fires, where she now longed to be. She picked up her pace as she approached her destination. Soon she would forget the cold - she had worked to do.

If anyone had told her even a week ago that she would be doing this tonight, she would not have believed him or her. That is how life pans out sometimes isn't it? One never really knows what's around the corner! Speaking of corners, her were fast approaching, this is it. Now she could not turn back. She was so scared. What am I doing out here, I must be bloody mad. She thought with a mental face palm. It is so dark. She must take control of her nerves or she will fail this task. She again mentally scolded herself.

She looked at her trembling hand holding letter from locker tightly making it crumble a bit ,face with a sad smile as it to say "its just a matter of days and things will change for good. He will be home with ayaan and humaira?"...

However, in her own disbelief she could not imagine the deepest feeling of internal torture time was giving her. With a sigh, she knocked the door where she was standing with a good couple of minutes.

After knocking thrice finally, the door creaked open, showing up a man in forties and a woman in hardly 20's. The looks on their face changed from confuse to smile as their eye darted on the suitcase zoya was holding thru out her journey. She smiled weakly as she felt her body collapsing due to cold and hunger. She desperately wanted to rest now.

Looking at her face that showed pain all over, the both new host invited zoya to in. her mouth was a desert and the slightest trace of moisture had all but left seconds before.

The old man took luggage from zoya and asked her to follow him while the young girl quickly got the red register with a pain and walked behind zoya playing with a pen in her mouth. As soon as they reached a door, the man stopped getting the key out of his pocket he used the paddle with key to unlock. With a click sound, the door got open revealing a small cozy room with minimum needed stuff. Necessity and not luxurious would describe the room in good. Zoya smiled at the man nodding her head in yes as she stretched her hand for the key. The man quietly placed the key in between her palm, smiled back to zoya and the young girl, and stepped back from the door. As zoya turned the handle very slowly and opened it, as she did a rush of warm air hit her. She stepped inside, followed by the young girl with a book and a pen. Zoya turned to her back and holding the door in between, she raised an eyebrow as if asking" what's now?"

The girl smiled at her still chewing on pen as she pushed the door mildly to open. "The room charge is hundred bucks for a night and water is available only in morning but I can arrange a bucket of warm water on request for 100 RS deal." The girl smirked in the end.

Zoya looked at her returning her smile back she took her handbag out and got 200 hundred rupees handling to the young girl. "dus minute!" zoya simply said in authority voice. girl nodded her head in urgency as her eyes shimmered on seeing money "will get that" she smiled in urgency as she quickly left room .requesting zoya to sign the register before leaving. Zoya smiled looking at the girl back and headed towards her bed all though the room was much smaller and the bed were not comfortable in any language of world still zoya was happy with what she got on the fact that she was unsure of getting even such minor facility in her journey for truth.

She gently placed the bag in the side of the bed, resting it on table and she hanged her handbag to one of the nail buried on wall. She took out the small book from the bag and turned towards her bed to rest.

She took the letter out between the book which humaira had send her before leaving home and got the other letter which she was already holding in hands . She placed both the papers together as she touched the letters written on both piece she moved her fingers along with words as if she is taking the feel of humaira thru her letters.

"she got up with the knock on door and found the young girl standing with a bucket of warm water.zoya imediately took the bucket from her hand and kept inside the bathroom..she came back whispering a than you and tipping her a 10 note.After locking the door She undresed herself droping her clothes on floor she headed inside the bathroom for a quick bath. she touched the warm water and felt really nice. she started pouring water on her feeling great on water hiting her body.

she washed through her hair when she heard the breaking noise and light go out. afraid with the dark she screamed and hugged her body tight with one hand while she tried to search for her clothes with other hand.she wrapped the towel around her as she reached out for her kurti .she quicly sliped thru it and got out of bathroom with slow steps.she opened the door and saw the glass from light tube light on the floor.she breathed in a relief as she found the voice was mere a tubelight break.

but how did it fall?? she wondered looking up to ceiling

she walked and picked up a bit from the light bulb trying to figure how it fell from.she stood back feeling suddenly very cold and uncomfortable. she felt a cold breeze on her back and turned around coming face to face with a mirror making her scream.

she smiled on her own stupidity" khud se dar gai pagal" she told to herslef.

as she turn again to complete her bath and get few candles first she again feel a presence in dark behind her.

she waited for few second and then without warning quickly turned to her back and bumped into someone. she looked up terrified .as she could not see anything but there was something definately there to whom she collided with.she could see thru what ever the thing was present in the room. she thought its just her hallucination so she gave a nervous laugh and tried to walk to the other side but found she is not hallucinating but there was someone standing right in front of whom she can touch and feel but not see...

"debt are made to balance equation" someone in air whispered down in her ear...

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The man was standing ominously in the centre of the room, surrounded by a group of people clad in black robes. All heads were down except the man who was standing right in center, fear were evident in everyone's eyes. Only his eyes blinked with prude.

The room was filled with man who were now surrounding in a semi-circle and a series of unusual markings littered the floor.

"come here!" the man in the centre of the room bellowed.

The man in end walked straight to him not looking in to his eyes.

"you know who I am right?" the man in the center asked

"y..yes sir" the man said with a nod.

"you are the Asad Ahmed Khan." He said with fearful eyes.

Asad smirked at his reaction and pointed a finger to his chest.

"than y did you not come when I called you up .do you think you are bigger than THE ASAD AHMED KHAN!" he asked with arage.

"n..no sir" the poor man stammered and shivered under asad glare.

"I was scared sir, failed to gather courage and tell you" he said gulping

The man was literally shivering as his face turned pale and eyes glued to floor.

"TELL WHAT!" Asad yelled loud enough to coz permanent damage to the fellow ears.

"sir..sir ..we really searched for your brother..i mean Mr ayaan but..but all our search ends up with the one fact" he waited for a while as if trying to gather more courage to speak something.

Asad looked at him with a look that say " tell me or else you will be dead meat"

The man glanced once in asad eyes but immediately regretting doing that.he again gulped in fear as he reminded himself to breathe but his body just refused to do the honor.

Asad turned is head which was a signal that any minute he is gona blast on every single soul in the room so before he could do the poor fellow started talking with lot of efforts

"we came to the conclusion that..that.."mr..mr Ayaan Ahmed Khan might be dead" his voice was merely above whisper in the end.

Asad eyes turned red instantly and next thing they knew was a big noises coming from the room of breaking something.

Yes the moment asad heard that his hand reached to the table beside him and he waved his hand breaking everything on the table to break meeting with floor. He too got hurt and blood started oozing from his right palm but still it was his anger and the pain who was not ready to subside it just increased with each second.

"NO..HE IS NOT DEAD! I WILL FIND HIM.HE IS ALIVE..HE IS" asad shouted tearing his own voice so harshly that in the end his voice turned hoarse.

He waved his hand in air gesturing to go and with in a second the room evacuated with nothing but asad and thin air.

Asad looked at the mirror behind him and his mind projected the video of asad with ayaan and humaira on the last date of their meet. he saw the last time he hugged his little brother and kissed on humaira's forehead blessing both and wishing a long and prosperous life. He saw the small envelop wrapped with a flower knot with satin ribbon ayaan gifting asad with a smile.

All of sudden asad holded the same chair whom he hold for support while replaying the memory with ayaan and he threw the chair mercilessly in air ,breaking the mirror in to hundred pieces. He looked himself in the broken pieces of mirror scattered and few drops from his eyes fell on them making him go blured. His legs gave up on him and soon he sink down the floor on the broken glass hurting himself more physically and internally. He moved his injured hand inside the black coat and got the same envelop with satin flower knot out .it was still sealed. he never checked the envelop just preserve it. he wanted to see his eyes drained waters and his lids were nothing but desert.the color of blood left forever stain on the envelop.

"Main tumhe ghar le aunga ayaan!" he said with tears and in a whisper.

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Thanks so much freinds for your support next part would be purely on our vilan and it has to be scary..so take it as my prewarning😉

thanks again

milli