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Malaika was smiling shyly as she exited the college, her whole day has been filled with teasing and jokes. She was sick of smiling like a fool and was done for the day already. All she needed was to get out of here and crash on her bed. She studied bachelor of commerce and has just entered her fifth semester. None of her cousins studied in her college as they all preferred medical and engineering while she the business and commerce. They were all odd. The Abbasi's itself are odd. 

Everything was going on just fine as she entered her car, like the usual. Nothing was odd but only it wasn't. She boringly gazed out of the window and her eyes widened when the driver didn't take the usual road. 

"BHAIYA? Where are you taking me? This is not the way to the home." Malaika panicked as she tried to process everything . The driver didn't reply anything as he continued to drive only then she realized he wasn't her driver in the first place. 

She tried to call her home, but her phone was snatched away from her as he pointed a gun at her, it was all took for her to freeze. She didn't know what to do anymore. 

Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to recite duas in fear. She had no one but her Almighty to turn to when in times of need and she was sure that this was just a test and He will not let her down. She couldn't help the panicking though. 

Suddenly the car was halted, and she looked around her surroundings to see that it was a deserted area and no one alive were visible to her eyes. Her lips were mumbling duas and suras  non stop and then her eyes widened as the door on the left side opened and an oddly familiar man entered the car. 

 "Here we go again, Ms. Abbasi." Arsalaan smirked at her crying face. She was taken aback at his appearance. Of all people, she didn't expect him to be responsible for this. 

Malaika never thought that she'd see him again. But here she was...

"Who are you?" was the first thing she asked, her voice full of worry and panic. 

Arsalaan felt bad, scratch that he felt worse for having to do this to her. She was way too kind and innocent to be involved in this drama but he masked away all of that feelings when the picture of his sister lying unconscious in a pool of blood came back to his mind. 

Whatever it was, Inaya is and will be always important to him. No one else. And he will do anything for her happiness,literally anything. 

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