Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (reading books for 7 year olds .txt) 📗

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محبت فرض ہے فرضی نہیں
سراسر مرض ہے مرضی نہیں۔

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             Anisah felt light pain in her head as her hand groggily went up and her fingers massaged her temple. She remembered being on the dining table and then someone came and her senses returned as she recalled Zaroon's last words before she went unconscious.

He went alone!

The line keep repeating in her head like a mantra as she couldn't keep her heart in normal pace.

She can understand for a person being all strong, powerful and mighty but then again four men are far stronger together then one alone.

Why he went alone? Did he think so high of himself that nothing will happen to him. How stupid he can get?

The pain in her head was increasing. She couldn't help but recall that Jameel to got killed in him being Kidnapped by no other than Michael then why in the world he went alone?

Her heart was falling in the pits of her stomach just by thinking of all the bad scenarios that could happen to him. He should've thought of her before deciding to go all alone.

What will she do if something happens to him. Her couldn't even bear such thought as she felt like crying at that moment.

A knock was heard on the door before it creaked opened and Anisah straightened up and adjusted her veil on her head as she didn't know who it is.

"You're up Cinderella." Came the all to familiar voice of Jhangir as Anisah's head snapped to his direction, and she narrowed her eyes him but sadly he can't see her anger through her eyes because of the gauze covering it.

She heard more footsteps and for a moment she thought that all the family just came in her room, as she tried to understand the situation.

"You fainted." Came the calm voice of Zaroon as she snapped her head towards him, clenching her jaw. "It was due to stress." He informed her softly but Anisah wasn't taking anything in.

She was angry at them, beyond angry because they left her husband all alone in such dangerous circumstances. It's not like their hands are bounded or if Michael told them to go back, they'll come back like kids. No! They should've gone after him secretly as his backup but no! They're being stupid.

"I'll go and tell aunt Yasmeen, you're awake." Amir spoke up making her clench her fist.

"How could you!" She spoke under her breath as their ears perked up at her words. "How could you people do this to him?" She spoke clear and loudly this time making them stare at her angry form.

Zaroon can't say a word because he knows she's absolutely right in her place. She's Michael's wife, and she would definitely be worried about him. And she must be considering them plainly stupid. And it's better this way.

"How could you leave all alone out there." She spoke angrily this time as her face portrayed how angry she was.

Jhangir gulped at her anger because this is surely the first time they're witnessing it and the girl surely looked like she would kill them with her bare hands.

Amir was also shocked at her outburst but it was expected from her in some point.

"Say something!" Anisah yelled angrily as she punched the bed harshly taking out her anger in a way.

The three men literally felt like laughing at her child like tactics. Even tho the situation is pretty serious and deadly, but they can't help the secret laughs that wanted to bubble out.

"Something!" Jhangir said in high pitch voice and in a funny way. Anisah stilled for a second and that was it. Amir and Jhangir couldn't stop their laughter as they started laughing like idiots at Jhangir's answer.

Jhangir gave a nervous laugh as he scratched his nape looking at them in what, manner making them laugh more.

Anisah couldn't understand it all. How in the world they can be so relaxed and calm. When two of their brothers are in danger. And here they are cracking lame jokes and laughing their head out!

"Y'all are despicable!" She yelled angrily as she threw her sheets aside and stood to leave. She searched her cane on the bedside table but before she could pick it up. Jhangir stole it.

"If I'm despicable then you're as well!" Jhangir spoke sternly with fake anger as if Anisah said something wrong by now. Amir's and Zaroon's laughter has died down, but she knew they must be smiling.

"Give me my cane Jhangir!" Anisah spoke furiously as she placed her palm in front of him, where she thinks he is.

Jhangir made a thinking face as he mumbled. "I'm thinking," he told her and after a second or two he mumbled. "No!"

Anisah was getting beyond angry at their ridiculous behavior. How could they enjoy there selves when their brothers maybe fighting life and death. Here these stupid three idiots are behaving like kids and playing around by making her blood presence to shoot extremely high.

"Is this a joke!" She yelled angrily as she pointed towards Jhangir with her hand and faced the place where she thinks Zaroon is standing.

"Are you calling Jhangir a joke?" Zaroon spoke amused as he started laughing once again, seeing shock and aggravated look on Anisah's face.

"You are a joke bro!" Amir yelled from the other side of the room as he was also laughing.

"Am I a joke to you Cinderella?" Jhangir asked in a serious hurt voice which was a hundred percent fake as Anisah want to choke him to death at that moment.

"How can y'all let Michael go alone? What if something bad happened to him?" She asked in a sad voice making the smile on three faces to vanish in an instant as they stared at her sad face.

"He can handle it Anisah." Zaroon spoke up trying to make the girl understand but his way of making her understand wasn't understandable at all.

"What if he can't?" She asked in an almost broken voice making the three men tensed as they really don't know how to cope up with a crying girl. Even tho Jhangir has tried to make Anisah smile once she was crying during that Asma arrival and damn it was one tough job, and he really didn't want to face that type of scenario again.

"He will." Spoke Amir with mind-blowing confidence that literally made Anisah's mind to boggle. It felt like they've lost their brain, or they've eaten a pill of behaving and doing everything stupid today.

"Listen to me clearly!" Anisah spoke up in a firm voice as her temper shoot to its last boundaries.

"If anything happened to my Michael. I will kill you three with my bare hands!" She threatened in the same intimidating manner Michael often used.

First there was silence in the room for couple of minutes and then the three shouted. "Oooooo!" At the same time, like she just didn't threaten them but told them a funny joke.

A wasn't a simple, 'Oooooo' But rather a weird teasing one which she didn't get at all.

"First thing your tone was like Michael." Said Amir teasingly in a knowing tone as if he got to know the biggest secret of the world.

Anisah frowned at his words. What tone? How is it like Michael's? It's just that she was angry.

"Second thing you threatened to kill us just like Michael." Jhangir stated in complete exaggeration as if it's the most abnormal thing of the world.

Now she was getting really pissed at their behavior. What the jahanum (hell) is wrong with them!

"And the third thing, you just call Michael yours!" The overly, excited and exaggerated of voice of Zaroon echoed in the room.

What?

Anisah couldn't understand, what is wrong in calling your husband as yours, but then she realized, she called him as hers out loud, her cheeks tinted red unknowingly but why they are behaving as if they had lost a screw or two from their brain.

"From all the things you just picked up these things from my warning!" Anisah spoke angrily but somehow her anger was replacing with flusters.

She just called Michael hers, in front of his brothers. Just by thinking of it, her cheeks tainted red.

"You're blushing!" Stated Amir aghast like it will be abnormal for her to blush.

"She must be thinking of her man eh!" Jhangir teased making her blush to deepened, if there won't be any gauze on her eyes then she would've been looking at him with wide bulging eyes.

"Have some shame!" Anisah muttered lowly all flustered at his audacity to say such words to her.

Allah why her cheeks are getting flaming hot.

"Am I becoming an uncle soon?" Zaroon asked with full-blown up grin.

Anisah gasped as her hand went up to her mouth and her jaw almost dropped at his words.

If her cheeks were flaming before but now they are like hot lava for sure.

Even tho the three of them are a lot older than her, but she can't stop herself from thinking.

'Kitnay dash hai yeh log!'
(How much of a *** they are!)

She thought in her flustered mind. "I will tell Michael about all this!" She threatened angrily. Even tho her face and her fluster form was saying another thing.

"I can smell something!" Zaroon stated all of a sudden with utter seriousness making her pay attention to his words as she sniffed to smell, what he's talking about but nothing was different.

"Yeah me to!" Amir spoke with same seriousness making Anisah to scrunch her brows in confusion, what in the world are they inhaling.

"I promise, I didn't fart!" Came the deadly serious voice of Jhangir as he placed his hand up in a surrendering way, making Anisah to make an utterly disgusted ew face as Amir slapped his forehead and Zaroon cursed under his breath.

Jhangir was standing close to Zaroon so Zaroon just did what he felt right at that moment. He smacked Jhangir on the head making the grown up man to cry out in pain, as if Zaroon just slaughtered him.

"I can smell it, it's radiating off of you." Amir said in a weird comical voice making Anisah to frown. From whom that smell is radiating off.

"It's radiating off of you Anisah." Said Zaroon seriously making Anisah to scrunch her nose as she tried to smell herself. But she smelled fine, and she had taken shower in the morning as well.

"It's the smell of love Anisah. It's the smell of love!" Zaroon stated in weird acting like comical voice.

"What the-" Anisah literally stopped herself from saying that bad word, but her conscience was urging her say all the curses to them. But she stopped herself in the mid sentence and breathed in deeply, and then she counted till ten and then breathed again.

"You're in love Cinderella?" Jhangir asked out of the blue making her more angry but flustered as well.

Allah knows, but she thinks she repeats this sentence hundredth time today in her mind.

What in the world is wrong with them?

Of course, she'll love her husband, when he's so strong, handsome, so loving and caring. Who couldn't fall for such a loving man that to whose your husband as well.

Now she can understand the situation of Michael all too well. How difficult it was for him to listen to all their teasing stuff and to digest them in, when you are really feeling like to kill them just right there and right now.

Damn she can understand the pain of her man now!

"I'm giving y'all a minute for getting out of my room!" She spoke sternly in an intimidating manner, making Zaroon to chuckle at her.

"I think she's taking Michael's seat." Zaroon spoke up in an observing manner.

"Tell us you love him." Amir spoke up enthusiastically making Anisah to scoff in response. Like seriously!

"Are you five?" She asked annoyed making Amir to answer immediately. "No! I'm twenty-five."

Anisah arched her brow, she was expecting him to be younger than that but anyway, she huffed in response. "Then behave like one!"

"Sassy eh!"

Jhangir teased making her clench her jaw as she faced him, she couldn't glare at him, but she could surely flare her nose at him.

"Ya Allah mujhe sabr den."
(Ya Allah give me patience).

She muttered under her breath but Zaroon heard it as he chuckled at her irritation. "Oh you'll need a lot of patience." He told her amusingly.

The three were really enjoying in irritating the girl as it somehow made the tension to decrease and also they were in a kind of getting her mind away from Michael's situation for a time being.

"Oh man, I'm dead!" Jhangir spoke up loudly all of a sudden startling all of them as they waited for him to clear out why he's going to be dead.

"Why is that?" Amir asked him as Jhangir was taking way to long time in panicking.

"Sana has told me to bring Anisah in the garden as soon as she wakes up, and she'll be waiting there, but I just got to remember it now." Said Jhangir completely panicked. He's late in obliging his sister, and she's surely going to kill him, and he definitely didn't want to face her wrath.

Jhangir immediately gave Anisah's cane back to her as she took it back happily.

"Oh come on, let us tease her a bit." Amir groaned because he was enjoying her torture way too much.

"You wanna die?" Anisah asked in a threateningly deadly voice with seriousness as she was facing exactly where Amir stood and it kind of creeped him out.

"I'm a hundred percent sure, Michael's soul is residing in her!" Amir exclaimed seriously as he stared at Anisah.

She's literally behaving like Michael!

"I can see the hints man!" Zaroon stated making Anisah to huff out because she knew they won't ever stop teasing the crap out of her.

She opened her cane and started walking towards the door, where Amir was standing. Her cane touched his leg, and he moved to the side.

Anisah heard his footsteps and in one swift movement, she swung her cane and hit Amir in the leg with her cane. Even tho it wasn't that strong but surely it'll pain for few minutes.
But he screamed so loudly that she thought she had punctured his kidneys with her hands.

"Don't cry like a five-year-old now. Remember you're twenty-five." Anisah stated seriously in the mimic voice in which Amir had said before.

Zaroon and Jhangir were laughing at Amir, who was jumping with his one foot in his hand and the other on the floor, keeping his balance.

"Take my warnings seriously! Or else I won't hesitate to break your legs." Anisah threatened seriously last time as she headed out of the room.

Zaroon and Jhangir were laughing like buffaloes as Amir was cursing at them for making fun of him.

"We should start using cane as a weapon." She heard the faint voice of Zaroon as he told it to the other two men earning a laugh from them.

Anisah didn't bother to stay there anymore as she moved downstairs with the help of the cane into the garden.

"You're awake." Came the soft voice of her best friend as Anisah smiled at her and slowly walked to where her voice came from.

Sana helped Anisah to sit in one of the chairs as she was having tea and had already made a cup for Anisah. Sana served Anisah her cup of tea, and they both sat their enjoying the nature but deep down in their heart was a turmoil going on.

"Are you fine now? Zaroon said you fainted due to stress." Sana asked softly as she eyed her tired friend.

Anisah smiled softly as she nodded her head in affirmation. "Yes Alhamdulillah." Anisah answered softly.

"Are you planning to stay?" Anisah asked softly as she sipped her tea.

"I really want to but I can't. Sohaib's mom is not well, and she needs me." Sana mumbled in a sad voice.

Of course, it's hard for Sana. At one side is her brother who's in danger and Allah knows he's facing what and on the other side is her in laws and that to they need her due to such critical health of her mother-in-law, she need to look after her. Even tho there are maids and everything but every responsibility is on Sana now, and she can't leave the house for long.

"I can understand, I hope auntie gets well soon." Anisah mumbled softly as she didn't know what else to say to her sister like friend. From deep down Anisah also wanted Sana to stay. This way her mind would divert from his absence, and she could take less stress but the situation isn't in their favor at all.

"Anisah can you promise me one thing?" Sana asked all of a sudden making Anisah to face her as she didn't understand what she will ask but nonetheless she nodded her head in affirmation.

"I want you to tell me everything that happens here in the haveli. I want to know every news regarding Ibrahim and Michael bhai. Because Amir, Jhangir and Zaroon aren't muttering a word to me regarding this and I know mom dad will not tell me anything just to keep me away from stress. But I won't be able to live peacefully until I know my brothers are safe. Please don't say no." Sana spoke her worries to her friend as Anisah couldn't help but nod at her request.

Of course, she's his sister, and she had every right to know but Anisah isn't like Aunt Rabia to tell her everything in an exaggerating manner but come to think of it, Sana didn't have to ask for it from Anisah because aunt Rabia will work like a secret agent as she'll tell every information to Sana before it even get in Anisah's ears.

Anisah smiled at the irony. "You don't need to ask me about it Sana, cause aunt Rabia works as a great reporter to be honest." Anisah spoke in a joking manner which Sana to chuckle because she's also aware of aunt Rabia's such qualities.

"Yeah, I just forgot about her." Sana mumbled as they laughed. It felt good to laugh after so much stress. Her heart felt lighter and calm.

"When are you going back?" Anisah asked as she sipped her tea.

Sana saw her wrist watch as she then faced Anisah. "Sohaib will come to pick me up after dinner." Sana answered.

A silence followed them afterwards as they both sat their, both in their own worlds and thoughts, worrying about their loved ones.

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Seconds passed into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days and days into a week and still there was no sign of her life, her Michael.

Every night she would lay wide awake because sleep has lost its way to her. Her mind will run on a marathon speed thinking about all the scenarios regarding him.

How is he?

Where is he?

Is he even alive?"

All these things racked her mind. She tried to ask Zaroon about it but every time he'll start teasing her.

She isn't stupid, she knows something is terribly wrong and Zaroon, Amir and Jhangir do this teasing just to divert her mind and it's not working anymore.

Zaroon is staying in the haveli from the time Michael has left. And she was sure there's a big reason behind it, because every time he would stay in her presence as if he's her shadow and it's irritating her out. Wherever she'll go, he'll be beside her.

And today she had enough of it. She wants to know the answers. "Why are you following me all the time?" She asked calmly as she turned around to face him as they were in the garden.

"Oh! Why would I do that?" Zaroon asked shocked as if Anisah is saying the most absurd thing.

"Stop playing around Zaroon bhai!" Anisah spoke seriously.

Zaroon heaved a sigh. Allah why this girl is so observant. Zaroon thought as he thinks for an excuse of his doings.

"Why would I play around? I'm not a kid!" Zaroon stated in an offended manner like her words hurt him deep.

Anisah slapped her palm on her forehead. Enough of the nonsense.

"Is Michael in danger?" She asked with sad voice making Zaroon to look away from her as he didn't have answered to that.

"Let's go back in, because if Jhangir found us here, he'll surely go berserk for not bringing him along." Zaroon spoke joyously completely masking his tense voice.

Anisah shook her head in a disappointing manner.

"For Allah's sake, Zaroon bhai tell me What's going on?" She asked almost in a broken voice making Zaroon to clench his jaw as he felt anger on his own self for unknown reason, he just can't tell her anything yet.

"I can't tell you anything Anisah." Zaroon spoke up making her chuckle. It wasn't a normal happy chuckle but rather a broken and disappointed one.

"Tomorrow my gauze will be removed. I'll be able to see for the first time in my life and my husband won't be with me in such a precious time. Do you have slightest of the idea. How that feels!" She spoke angrily as a tear rolled down her eye and her voice was broken in the end.

Zaroon was speechless. He didn't what to say at all. Of course the girl is absolutely right in her place. She needs her husband beside her in that beautiful moment but the circumstances are such a bitch that his hands are sealed, and he can't do anything at the moment.

"I'm sorry." Zaroon spoke in a low voice as he clenched his fists. Damn, how much he wants to kill that Ali Agha at that moment was beyond his rage.

"Stop crying Anisah." He spoke softly as he didn't want to see her crying or sad. And God forbid if Michael's find out that she cried because of him. He'll be surly dead meat.

"You can still see him as the first thing tomorrow." Zaroon spoke up immediately as an idea popped in his mind.

Anisah frowned as she faced him and mumbled a soft and confused. "What?"

"You can open your eyes and I'll hold his picture in front of you, in this way you'll see him as the first thing." Zaroon plates his idea happily making Anisah to smack her head.

"He won't be real! I won't be able to touch him!" Anisah spoke exasperated making Zaroon to gasp.

"Ya Allah what am I even hearing! Astagfirullah! Please don't talk such stuff for my ears are virgin! And doctor won't allow touching and that stuff just after the removal of your gauze. Damn!" Zaroon exaggerates as he touched his both ears one after the other as he shook his head in negative.

Anisah's jaw almost dropped at his words, her cheeks turned flaming red as she instantly swing her cane in the air and hit him, which landed on his arm as he cried out in pain, but she didn't stop as she continued to hit him while yelling. "I didn't mean it that way!"

With one last hit she yelled. "You need a filter in your brain!" Her voice flustered and breathing heavy.

After she was content that she beat him enough, she moved away and started walking back leaving a laughing in pain Zaroon behind who yelled loudly. "I will tell Michael about that touch!"

Anisah cheeks flared more red as they became fuming hot. Allah this is embarrassing.

From the time she got the news that she can get her sight back, only one thought roamed her mind. Michael will be the first person she wants to see.

And now she can't help it but feel extremely sad. Because he's not here. But the idea by Zaroon bhai isn't bad either.

Even tho it will feel unnatural but still, she'll fulfill her by seeing his picture.

"Come back home soon Anisah ki jaan (Anisah's life)." She mumbled under her breath.
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