You're Unforgettable

Chapter 5:- CHECK AND MATE

"What?!!" Another call to Shehram. He sat on his chair again. Gasping as he heard about Hira was targeted and killed.

"Brother," Murad said, "I think its Shuja's car on the motorway."

Murad looked at his brother who was lost somewhere.

"Brother," He said,"We must stay strong. He's trying to break us."

"He did it Murad!" Shehram almost shouted. "He did it!"

Murad kept his silence. Lost in thoughts, Shehram remembered something,

"Faisal? Where is Faisal?" Shehram stood up.

"Right here," Faisal came inside the room and closed the door.

"What on earth is happening?" He asked.

" Everything is mixed up." Shehram said. "But, I have my Queen with me, you Faisal." He smiled.

"And me?" Murad asked.

"My pawn and the king because I am the controller."

"It will be fine!" Faisal said to Shehram." I am with you."

"Brother," Murad said. "Dad had called us 12 times. Please tell him."

"No, we can't." Shehram said. "He don't know this headquarter. He know the old building only. Let's go somewhere else. If he finds us, he will not let us do anything further."

"OK brother. But I will stay with you." Murad said.

"Ok" Shehram replied. He knew his brother would never leave him in a time like this.

"Let's go to my apartment." Faisal suggested.

"Ok" Shehram stood up.

"I don't think that's a good option." Murad said. "Mr Jaffar must know.."

"He don't know!" Faisal said rudely. "Don't you see his condition?" Faisal pointed towards Shehram. Murad said nothing more.

They went to Faisal's apartment. In the parking, Faisal said to Shehram, "Here, take these keys and go. I'll come."

Shehram without saying a word came out from the car. Murad followed. Shehram looked at his phone and at the same moment a call from an unknown number came. Shehram attended it and said, "Hello?"

On the other hand, Faisal took a g*n out of his dashboard, loaded it and started to open the door slowly.

"Hello?" Hamid said.

"Hamid? How did you call me?"

"Shehram! Beware! Faisal! He's a traitor!"

"What?"

At the same moment, Faisal closed the car's door. Shehram lowered his phone and looked back at him with utmost surprise,

"Why?" Only came out of the mouth.

He pointed his g*n towards Shehram. Murad, who don't understand anything, just say a "No!" And ran towards his brother. Faisal shooted the g*n. Murad was a little too far, the bullet went straight inside Shehram's chest. He fallen down. Murad reached at him and took his brother in his arms.

"Brother! Brother!" Murad cried.

"Complete my mission Murad. Complete the duty Quaid gives us. May Allah helped you!"

"No! No!"

Shehram touched Murad's face with his hand which was full of blood. Then he recited the Kalma-e-Shahadat.

"Ashaduallah illaha illah wa ashadu ana Muhammadan abduhu wa rasouluh"

"No! No!" Murad shouted." Brother!" He cried out loud.

Shehram smiled the last smile of his life and took his last breath

"Now its your turn" Faisal came near Murad and pointed his g*n towards him. Murad who was still sobbing and gasping, just looked at Faisal but he don't had the power to stand or fight.

"I will kill you. As I killed your brother. I will take his show. I will be the front! Me! Not him! I! I!"

Faisal shooted, it hits Murad's right arm. Muard don't even let out a squeak. Just gasping, looking in Faisal's eyes. Which also had tears in them but Murad don't understand how to react.

"I won't miss next time!" He pointed towards Murad's head, Muard just keep staring. Faisal put his finger in the trigger and,

Dham!

A bullet went straight through Faisal's head. He fell down. Sajid was standing behind him. Murad don't understand anything.

"Why?" He asked while crying.

"Because you are too weak." Sajid replied. "I pity you, I will not kill you. You don't deserve a bullet.You don't deserve so respectful death. Your the most weak person I ever saw. And this hater, he's jealous from your brother. Always. He was with us. See? How he died? You will die more easily because you are just a weak person who can't even save his brother! Pathetic! Mere, Weak!"

Murad started to breath faster.

"Shut up!"

"Your brother died in front of your eyes. You can't save him. Your weak! your weak!"He stouted.

"Shut up!" Murad shouted. He stood up and ran towards Sajid. Sajid take out another g*n and shoot it on Murad. The bullet was a sleeping pill. Muard, don't even reached near Sajid. He fell down and fainted.

'Sorry kid. This is the least I can do for you. I wish I could have been more stronger. Please, grow up. Hate us and become stronger to defeat us. Hate us and become like your brother, complete his mission. Your the only hope. Grow and end this war. I will be at your side always. I swaer I will help you. Win this war which I can't win. Lead the army which I can't lead. I will help you. Just believe in yourself. Please, don't lose hope. Believe in Allah. May Allah protect and help you.'

Sajid thought. He turn around and went away.

Murad was dreaming, he was remembering the same incident. Lying in the hospital bed, a bandage on his arm. "Brother, brother!" Murad was saying. His mother was sitting next to him. Crying.

"Brother,brother!" Murad opened his eyes. Gasping hardly. He looked at his mother. She was looking in his eyes. Murad tried to sit.

"Don't, don't son." His mother said hardly.

"Where is brother?" Murad asked curiously.

"Son." She started crying.

"Let me see him! Mom please!" "Your not in the condition."

"Yes! I am fine!" Murad tried to get up but his arm, a sudden pain went through Murad's arm and chest.

"Ah," Murad said.

"Murad! Your hurt son. The bullet.." She started crying again. Mr Tahir entered the room. "Are you fine son?" He asked. His eyes were also swelled.

"I want to see brother." Murad said again. He tried once again to get up and succeed this time.

"I told you, Murad you are hurt." Mrs Tahir said.

"Come on son." Mr Tahir said.

"Tahir!" Mrs Tahir said.

"He will not stop." Mr Tahir said.

Murad get up. Sit on his bed. He could not feel his right arm. It was bandaged but senseless. Murad set his feet on the ground. His father came and helped him. He stood up and they went to the morgue. Mrs Tahir followed.

Murad entered the room. There were bodies on Strachey all over. His father let him to a bed. Murad stood there. Silent.

He lifted the cloth from the body. Shehram's body lied there. Silent.

Murad fell down on the ground. Another intense wave of pain went through Murad's arm. But the fire in his heart was more intense.

" Brother, Brother!" The screams of Murad ecohed in the hall like it was all empty. The smell of rotten flesh fills the air. "No brother! Wake up!" Murad shouted while he shakes the cold body.

"Murad, Murad!" Mr Tahir dragged him away from the body "Please! Control yourself!"

"Why father!?? Why!???" Murad screamed once again.

"Son!" Mr Tahir grabbed his shoulders, he could feel that Murad was shaking. Mr Tahir was also shaking. But he gathered all his strenght, with tearfull eyes looked at his younger son and said "Murad! If you lose patience, what will happen to Hani?!"

Murad looked up, the glance of the father and son mets. Then Murad swallowed. He managed to controled himself somehow, turns around and looked at his younger sister. She was standing there, quite. Silent. Just tears in her eyes not even blinking her eyes. "Hani," Muard ran towards her and hugged her tightly. But she didn't hug back.

Murad don't let her go. Finally, she opened her mouth and said, "Big Brother..... don't leave me." She raised her shaking right hand towards the corpse and whispers, "Take me with you.."

The hours passed quickly. People came, everything goes like it always did. After the funereal prayer, they buried Shehram. Murad stood near his grave, silent. Mr Tahir asked Murad to go back home. Murad went home. Mrs Tahir was very sad. But not like Hani. She kept crying. Murad went towards her room. Knocked on the door.

"Can I enter?" Murad asked.

No one replied. Murad went in.

"Murad is sad." Mrs Tahir said to Mr Tahir on the phone. " But he will not show. He hadn't cry. Hani and Murad didn't eat anything. Murad is hurt, he should rest." Mr Tahir said," I know. I know. "Hmm." Mrs Tahir said.

Murad was praying. It was almost 10 pm.He was praying namaz. Isha( night prayer) After he was completed, he raised his both hands and said, " O Allah! You are the most merciful, you never burdened a soul more that it could bear. I know that. I am sad, but still I am pleased with your will. I know you are the best planner, you are the lord of the lords. I trusted you. I trust you the most. Allah! Give me strength! Make me stronger. Your the most powerful! Give me power, give me power like Ali! Make me stronger so I could fight for this country. So I could fight for Islam. Please my Lord! Have mercy on me, the most merciful, the most beneficial. Ameen"

Then, he lie his head down on the prayer rug prostrating. He started crying but something was making his heart feel lighter by every passing moment. He could feel that he was not alone. He just stayed in that position...

Without knowing ,seconds turned into minutes, minutes in hours and hours passed by.

"Allah ho Akbar. Allah ho Akbar. Allah ho Akbar.."

The sound of azan echoed in Murad's ears. He opened his eyes and looked at the clock. It was 5 am. He was feeling so good now. He thanked Allah and stood again on his rug for praying Fajar(The morning prayer). Suddenly, he heard a scream. His mother's scream.

"Hani! Hani!!!" Murad ran towards Hani's room and opened the door. All he saw was...