Chapter No 42

Chapter No 42

He parked the car near a local park for a while and grabbed his phone from the dashboard. 10 calls from Mom were appearing on his screen. He looked at Saliha, she was sleeping peacefully. He dialled Eliza's number.

"Roman, where are you?" her worried voice appeared on the phone.

"Mom, I am a bit away from home," he said while sighing Saliha who was sleeping as if she had never slept before, she must have forgotten to inform Eliza that she was with Roman.

"Roman, Saliha is missing," she said worried, "your father has alerted the police in the town," she added.

"Mom, Mom, relax, she is with me, what happened to you guys?" he asked, shocked.
Just then Imran had snatched the phone away from Eliza.

"You two are very, very irresponsible, do you have any idea how worried we were? You were the biggest irresponsible man on earth Roman, now you made her just like you, bring her home Roman now," Imran said, angrily.

He clenched his teeth but did not say a word. It has been years since he talked to his father. They were sharing a strange relationship.

"Roman, are you listening?" asked Imran, irritated.

"Give it here," said Eliza and took the phone from Imran.

"Roman, bring her home," there was something in her voice that made him alert.

"What is it, Mom?" he asked.

"Roman, don't ask questions, bring Saliha home, she is in danger for god's sake," said Imran, angrily.

"Roman, listen, don't use the same road you use," said Eliza. "What is it? Will anyone tell me?" he asked, annoyed.

"Come home, bring her safely here," said Eliza. "I trust you, my boy," he said.

"I am coming," he said and looked at her while hanging up the phone.

Her hair fell on her face.

He tucked the hair at the back of her ear, she did not move. He knew she got a strong sleeping habit; she cannot wake up easily.

Just then her phone beeped.
He gave a glance at her phone but something caught her attention. His expression changed and he grabbed her phone. He knew it is not good to look at someone's phone but Zain's name made him do it, irritated.

Just then Zain's call appeared on her screen. His first tightened and he answered the call.

"What is it with you, Zain?" he asked, irritated.

"Whoa bro, I was calling Saliha, I think I dialled your number mistakenly and why are you talking as if you are high?" said Zain.

"This is Saliha's number, why are you calling her at this time?" he asked while clenching his teeth.

"Whoa, bro, is that jealousy I am sensing?" asked Zain, mischievously. Roman rolled his eyes.

"Have you called her to tell her that I am jealous?" he asked, annoyed. Zain chuckled.

"Relax jealous boy, she is yours," said Zain, smirking.
"Zain, will you spill the beans? You are getting on my nerves," he asked, annoyed.

Zain was enjoying his situation.

"I got her ring resized, she said it will go lost and she was scared to lose it," said Zain.

"What ring?" Roman asked while rubbing his forehead.

"The platinum ring," said Zain, and something sparked on Roman's head.

He looked at Saliha's left hand, the ring was missing. He raised an eyebrow.

"Come to my place with the ring," he said.

"But my mom is here, I can't..."Zain said but Roman interrupted him. "Zain, 11 O'clock at my place, I need that ring," he said and hung up the phone.

Zain gazed at his phone and a smile appeared on his lips.


He started driving, but Saliha was still sleeping peacefully. He took the other road. Her phone was still in his hand.

Just then It beeped. He slowed down the car's speed and unlocked her phone. He had seen her putting the password so many times.
He typed password's words, they were "Devil Evil," and he was hundred percent sure she did this on purpose. He looked ahead coldly.

He was curious to know but then an unknown number appeared on her screen making him alert.
He was about to open the message box when Saliha snatched it away from him.

He looked at her. He was not expecting that.

"What, what are Roman doing?" he asked. She took the phone far away from his reach. He was trying to read her expression; there was panic on her face.

"Saliha, give me the phone," he ordered. "No, I will not," she said.

"Don't make me repeat myself," he warned her.

"No Roman, you, you should know there is some privacy for everyone," she said, strongly. Now she had composed herself and was now talking to him confidently.

He raised an eyebrow because she was now getting on his nerves. "Saliha, the phone," she said with dangerous expressions.

She was looking around because she knew there was no escape from this devil. She couldn't get out of the car because it was raining.

I can't give my phone to him; he should not read those messages from Jamshaid.

He raised his hand to snatch the phone while clenching his teeth.

"Roman, no," she screamed and threw the phone out from the window. He cursed himself for not locking it up before. Her phone was broken. She looked at him horribly; he was looking at her with cold eyes and started the car. He did not speak for the next ten minutes. Saliha was biting her lips in desperation to reach home because she cannot bear this tense and cold environment anymore.

He stopped the car and she looked around, they were standing at the back of their house. She reached for the car's handle when he stopped her.
She looked at him confused. The coldness in his eyes was making her shiver.

He threw his jacket towards her.

"Wear it," he ordered without looking at her. She wore the jacket and got out.

He made sure she reached home. He started the car again and drove away. She stared at the leaving car before closing the door.

He dialled a number.

"Yeah, she was with me but I have not seen it with her," he said while putting pressure on the word 'it'.

He moved his finger in his hair.

"But one thing, I will not let this all play with her safety," he said.

He paused for a while to listen to what the other person was saying from the other side.

"Yeah, he does not about any of this. You know the rules," he said and hung up the phone expressionlessly.

It was obvious he was up to something.


He drove inside the parking lot and got out of the car. He moved his fingers in his silky hair and walked inside the house. Eliza was sitting on the couch with Imran and they both looked worried.
He sat in front of them.

"What is it Mom?" he asked, ignoring his father. Imran knew his son did this on purpose.

"We have received this on our phones," she said while showing him the messages.

"What's mine, I will take away," he read under his breath and looked at his mother, confused.

"What it has to do with Saliha," he asked.

"If you had not brought her from college today, she would have been kidnapped," said Imran.

"What?" he calmly, they talk so calmly as if they don't have emotions.

"Someone is after her, I don't know who but I have seen a car following us on the road reaching our house," said Imran.
Roman gave him a sigh, coldly.

"We used all of our sources and I am afraid I am unable to understand who it is," said Imran.

"Have you put the number on surveillance?" asked Roman.

"We did and till then I want her to be safe, don't tell her, she will get easily worried, she is like her mother, with a weak heart," said Imran but it was obvious he was lost in some memory.
There was a tense environment because anger and annoyance could be seen on Roman's face.
Eliza took a deep breath.

Roman got up and walked up toward his room.
Eliza put her hand on Imran's shoulder.

"You okay?" she asked, smiling.

"Yeah, I am fine," he said and slightly hugged her.

"Don't worry Imran, he will protect her," she said in a whisper. "I know, I had not made a wrong decision," he said.

"Imran, she must know. She must not know about us. About the plan," she said.

"Family rules, secrets," he said, under his breath.


Roman walked inside his room and sat on his bed. After a while his phone rang, it was Zain.

"I have arrived," said Zain.

"Why are you calling me? Come inside," said Roman.

"I can't, my mum is freaking out, she said she came here to meet me and I am going outside to meet some girl," he said.

"Why did she doubt you?" asked Roman.

"My mom is always a mom, she first doubted me and even accused me of being gay," he said, exhausted.

Roman rolled his eyes; he knew what parental dramas are.

He got up and walked down towards the door. He opened the door, Zain's car was parked in the parking lot next to him.

Zain handed him the ring in the box. It was a beautiful purple box. He missed his fingers with the surface of the box.

"Did the box hit a nerve?" asked Zain, mischievously. He gave him an angry sigh and was about to turn when he noticed something. He narrowed his eyes. A car was standing a bit away from their house. He never saw it before. Zain followed his gaze.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Nothing," Roman said shortly.

"Roman, you know you can't hide anything from me, what is bothering you?" he asked while getting out of the car. The car drove away after seeing Zain.

"Who was it?" asked Zain.

"I will tell you everything," said Roman.



He was staring at the ring in his hand. It was a platinum flat ring. He remembers how his father brought this urgently and asked him how it was. His father lied to him that he was buying it for Grandma. He had many questions in his head but his father did not let him answer those questions.
He got up and walked towards his drawer and opened it. He knew he threw it somewhere here.
He remembers when he came back that day after he was forced to marry Saliha he threw that ring in the drawer. At first, he thought to flush it in the toilet. He felt humiliated and almost 'raped' by getting married forcefully. He tried to flush it as if he was flushing Saliha out of his life but he was unable to do it. He threw that ring inside the drawer.
And today he was looking for that ring desperately. After a while something touched his fingertip and he recognized it. It was the very ring he was looking for.
He walked towards his bed and lay on it. There was a lot on his mind right now.

He dialled a number.
"Hey Roman, long time no see," a voice appeared from the other side.
"Yeah, I was busy, you know how it is at the hospital," Roman said. He went on, "Have you come back from the vacation?" He asked.
"Yeah, I arrived last week," said from the other side.

"I got a job for you," Roman said, staring up at the roof.
"Yeah go on, I am on all ears," he said.

"Eric, I want a secret," Roman said.
"Asking a hacker for a secret?" said Eric with a smirk.
"I am sending you a box by tomorrow and I want a result in a week," he said and hung up the phone.



She was sitting on the chair and eating her food heartlessly.

"Stupid devil, I have broken my phone because of him," she said, angrily and bite the pancake.

"Saliha, why are you not eating, I have noticed that you are getting slimmer," said Eliza.

Just then Roman walked down from his room and sat on his usual chair.

Saliha was angry at him so she avoided looking at him. "Saliha, finish the egg," said Eliza.

"I am eating aunt," she said while looking at her place. Roman raised his eyes from the phone and looked at her.

"How will I call Kashan to take me to school, I am feeling damn irritated," she thought and got up. She had already finished her plate.

"I think, I would go by a walk," she thought and walked towards the door.

"Bye Aunt Eliza, I will be home on time," she thought.

Eliza looked at Roman instantly. He nodded at her and got up. She got inside the kitchen to do the dishes.

"Come," said Roman.

Saliha looked at him confused.
"Where?" she asked.

"To college," he said while raising an eyebrow.

"Roman, I will go. You have an office to attend to," she said.
"I am on off and I have classes as well so come," he said, annoyed. He was still a bit angry about what she did last evening.


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