Episode No.2 It Was Six O'Clock In The Morning

As soon as he entered the flat, Zaroon carefully laid the girl on the sofa. His face was still covered with hair which Zarun didn't even want to see.

As soon as he laid it on the sofa, Zaroon started to turn around when suddenly the news that he had read in the newspaper came to his mind.

"Did you say this girl is not a part of this gang?" At that moment, the girl moved a little and the hair was removed from her face. Zaroon looked at his face carefully. Something that was familiar

Zaroon remembered that she was a bartender. In the same club where Zaroon met her today. He was going there for the last one month. She was the only girl working there with a scarf on her head. Zarun did not know his name for sure. But he knew that he was a Muslim. She always had a scarf on her head

"His name!!" Zarun insisted

"Oh Gulab!" Zaroon remembered her name was Gulab. He had heard his name called many times. Many people would repeatedly call her name and attract her, which she would ignore

Thinking something, he pursed his lips, took out his wallet and credit cards and placed them on the side table of the sofa.

"See if what happened to you is true or a drama?" Zaroon muttered to himself and went to his room.

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"Ah!!!" His eyes opened with a tingle in his mind. She was staring blankly at the ceiling. He looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar room. At first I didn't understand anything, but then I started remembering all the stories of the night one by one

"O Allah, thanks to you, you have preserved my honor and my integrity." She got up from her place and sat on the sofa. An alarm clock was kept on the table. Where it was six o'clock in the morning

During the New Year and Christmas celebrations, people started arriving in the club and the club was packed. Like every time she was giving this haram item to people with a spot face which was forbidden in her religion but she did not get any job. It had been a month since he ran away from home. He could not believe that his parents could do such a thing to him. For some money, he traded his daughter with a man who was older than her father. He sold his daughter only for the better future of his son

She was once a bar tender in a famous London club. Where she would give her favorite drink to every visitor. In the club, she always covered her head with her hijab, but she heard such things that she knew. He had seen many things in the club that his eyes would rise up to ask for forgiveness. Immorality was common among the people here. Adultery was common.

Many visitors tried to misbehave with her, but the owner of the bar was a well-educated and sensible person, who not only said something to Gulab for taking her hijab, but also imposed a one-mile duty on her so that no one could see her. He would not be rude to her, for which Rose was very grateful

Even today, some customers came to the club. They were a group of friends. When he was staring at Gulab with his eyes, those eyes crossed his body and terrified him.

"Hey beautiful!! Why don't you drink with us?"

One of them offered Gulab a wink. Her heart wanted to tear the head of the boy in front of her, but she was helpless

"sorry sir... but I don't drink!!"

Rose denied the facility

"oh come on sweety!! Let us show you the colors of life.... Don't be so stubborn"

One of them, who was staring at Gulab a little longer, grabbed her elbow and said

"Sir she is a Muslim...she doesn't drink.... "Just leave her."

This time standing with Gulab said Mike. But the next moment the fight started there. These people did not like Mike's speech in the middle and started beating him. When the owner of the club saw this situation, he threw them out with the help of security. While Gulab started to tremble in her place. Seeing her condition, Onar quickly freed Gulab. As usual, she changed her uniform and went home from the back side of the club. This street was dark and scary. Gulab was about to cross the street reciting the word when someone put his hand over her mouth from behind and pinned her against the wall. It was the same person who had misbehaved with Gulab in the club.

"You little bitch... what you think off…. That I will spare you? No not at all… such a feisty cat you are!!"

Taking complete possession of it, he injected the narcotic rose. From which she started losing her consciousness. When that man took more possession of Gulab. Gulab screamed a lot but nothing was achieved. Now she began to lose all consciousness completely as she felt the weight on her disappear. With closing eyes, he saw his benefactor who had saved his life as well as his honor. In the next moment, she was completely alienated from consciousness.

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Tears started coming out of his eyes as he remembered each and every scene of last night. But now he had to leave here. She got up from the sofa and went towards the door. But he found it locked. She again came towards the sofa where she saw several cards kept. With great difficulty she got the card key and managed to open the flat door

She came back to the sofa. He did not know how far he was from his apartment. That's why he took a few rupees. On her way, she had written a note for Zaroon in which she not only thanked him but also told him that she had borrowed some money and would return it soon. Placing her scarf over her head that Zarun had kept with her at night, she hurried out of the building.

She was living in this city for a month, that too secretly. She did not want him to be seen by any known person in any way

He had to save himself from the storm called "Bahadur Khan Niazi".

But she was not aware of how big a storm the storm was going to bring in her life.