So Many Secrets

Chapter 6

It was 7 PM and it was raining outside the most expensive club in Islamabad.

3 cars were parked in a line.

There had been firing inside the club 5 minutes earlier.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, someone outside had called the police.

In about 15 minutes the police also arrived,

but they didn’t have the courage to go inside.

When they found out who was doing the firing inside,

it was the _"Grim Reaper"_... meaning the _Angel of Death_.

They were just about to leave when suddenly a man came out

and walked straight towards them.

"The order is to come inside."

The policeman said nervously: "No no, we’re leaving.

I wish someone had told us earlier that the Grim Reaper was inside,

otherwise we wouldn’t have even made the mistake of coming."

They had neither the courage to go in, nor to go back.

Then suddenly the club door opened.

The policemen looked that way... and their breath stopped.

_A black silk shirt_, sleeves folded up to the elbows,

collar open.

_Black pants_, a _black coat_ in his hand.

He was wiping the red color off his hand with a cloth

as he came closer to them.

There were 6 men behind him.

One of them dragged a dead body and, at his signal, threw it in front of the policemen.

He said in a low voice:

_"Now you’ll play ‘law law’ in my presence?"_

Then he handed that same cloth to the policeman.

"No no, it’s not like that," the man said trembling.

"I have committed the murder. If you say so I’ll go to jail with you," he said, coming close to his ear in a low voice.

"No no sir, there’s no need for that." The man said, scared.

"Oh, then how did he die?"

"Suicide," he said, trembling.

"Good," he laughed at his answer. Now he got into the car. The policeman opened the car door for him himself.

Everyone outside was drenched.

"See you again." He rolled up the car window.

"Oh Allah, please never give me a chance to meet them again."

He threw the blood-stained handkerchief down.

The policeman went near the body. The body was lying face down. He turned it over with his foot.

The moment he saw it he was stunned. It was Pakistan’s biggest smuggler.

No law had been able to catch him.

But the _Grim Reaper’s_ law was different. He was the Angel of Death for devils.

The one he looked at... was no longer able to look at anyone else. For him, death was better.

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"We should go now, the weather is getting bad."

"Nothing will happen, the weather is so nice." The wind made her hair fly onto her face.

"It’s going to rain."

No sooner had she said it than raindrops started falling on her head.

"The rain is here," she said laughing.

"Let’s go," he said, holding her hand to leave, but she pulled her hand away and started feeling the rain.

"Are you crazy?" he said, looking at her in surprise.

"I’m having so much fun, come on, get drenched too and see."

"You know I hate the rain," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her forcefully.

"If you get drenched in the rain you’ll know how much fun it is."

"Fine then... Will you dance with me?"

He pulled her close and looked into her eyes.

"Yes," she replied, looking at him in surprise.

He took one of her hands in his and put the other on her waist, pulling her close. She also gave him one hand and placed the other on his shoulder, looking into his eyes as they started dancing.

They were completely drenched, and strands of hair were sticking to his forehead. Aryan looked so handsome in the rain that any girl would go crazy for him. And above all, his dimples made him even more beautiful.

He kept twirling her and then pulled her very close.

"You were asking if I’ll ever leave you, right? Yes, I’ll leave you only when my soul leaves my body. When I’m lifeless. In this life, I will never leave you."

He brushed the hair away from her face.

"I love you Hania. I really love you."

"Come on," she said, pushing him playfully and running away laughing.

And he ran after her.

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After getting ready for college, he had breakfast and then left for college. It was his first day at college but he wasn't nervous at all. Boys and girls studied together at this college. It was the most famous college in Islamabad.

Three cars stopped at the college gate. As soon as the first car stopped, two men quickly got out of it. They walked to the second car and opened the door for the person sitting inside. As soon as he got out of the car, he glanced at the college and then went inside. The moment he entered, the car drove away on his command.

"Yar, he looks so handsome," a girl said as soon as she saw him.

Feeling everyone's eyes on him, he went straight to his class.

"Hello handsome," a guy said, standing up from his chair when he entered the room.

"Do you study here too?" he asked, shaking his hand.

"It's my third or fourth day. Sit on the chair next to me," he said, pointing to the chair beside him.

"Earlier there were two handsome guys in this class, now there's a third one," a group said as they entered the room. Seeing a new student, a girl said,

"Your brother will come too."

"I told him to come. But he told me he was going to a different college," he replied, sitting down in his chair.

"Who is she?" he asked, gesturing toward them with his eyes. They were busy talking when two girls entered the room. His eyes fell on one of the girls who was very beautiful. Both of them went straight and sat on their seats.

"She's also a new student. She's been coming for a month. They're cousins. They're so handsome, yar. We should try once," everyone got up and stood near their chairs.

"My name is Hariya," she said, stepping forward and extending her hand.

"I don't shake hands with girls," he said, glaring at her.

"It's okay," she said, controlling her anger and pulling her hand back.

"Actually, we always welcome new students..."

"Hello bro," someone said as he entered the room. Both of them looked at him, and her sentence was left incomplete.

"Excuse me, side please," he said to her. Both of them got up and went to the third guy who had stopped when he saw the girls standing with them. Feeling ignored, they went back to their seats angrily.

"How are you?" he asked, hugging him.

"I'm fine. Who were those people standing with you two?"

"She came for her and he insulted her by saying, 'I don't shake hands with girls,'" both of them burst out laughing.

"Yar bro, he really doesn't shake hands with girls. He's taken an oath to always stay single," he said, teasing him.

"Shut up and go sit on your chair," he said, lightly tapping his shoulder.

"These three have so much attitude. Kaif is better than these two. The whole school is crazy about him and he's only mine. I won't spare them. I'll have to teach them a lesson. How dare they insult me in front of the whole class."