The Lusty love

Episode 1

The sky was cloudy. All the flocks of birds were in flight. To avoid the coming rain. It was a beautiful luxurious bungalow standing in the middle of thick trees. The gate of the bungalow opened through a long road. There were tall brick pillars topped with glowing electric globes and small chars aroundWall. On the left pillar was hanging a board on which Farooqi Villa was written in small letters. It was a beautiful bungalow surrounded by cypress trees and pink flowers which was beautiful to look at but the story of its owner was somewhat tragic.

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A big car stopped in front of Farooqi Villa. He was a middle-aged man. He had French cut hair and black glasses in his eyes. Opened. The vehicle entered. The driver got out of the vehicle and opened the rear door of the vehicleStepped out of the car and fumbled in his pocket. He took out his Airpods from his pocket and put them in his ears. From where the bungalow started, a beautiful fountain flowed, surrounded by a white circle. The brick floor was laid. From the porch stepped a small five-year-old boy with curly hairCome on, and loudly, the man named Haqqan Farooqi was embraced.

"Dead"

"Aryan ... stop ..."

He came to a suitable appearance.

"Oh my sweetest Little Boy. Don't worry too much."

Haqan Farooqi's gesture was towards Fawzia.

"Nine dead ..."

He looked pale and sad.

"Oh my little boy. Why are you so sad?"

"Dad ... ma ... ma'am ..."

The little Aryan started crying out loud. Hakan hugged him. There were tears in Haqqan's eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

"Dad, I missed you."

"I told Dad to go to London for a meeting. Dad has come back."

"Dead after three whole days."

He indicated three with the fingers of the hands.

"My Kyoto ... My Boy ..."

"Dad you promise you won't leave me again."

"Nine Mai Little Pie ..."

Haqan hugged little Aryan. A drop of tear fell from his blue eyes and began to shine on his face.

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It was raining outside. The entire interior was visible from the window overlooking the swimming pool. Macaroni and sandwiches were placed on the dining table. Salmi, who was the housekeeper, was placing a teapot of hot tea on the dining table. Farooqui sat down on his couch to eat. Little Aryan took his teddy bear in his armsHe was sitting in his seat.

"My boy. Start eating."

Huqan touched his head affectionately and his curly hair was scattered.

"Don't eat me ..."

He was obsessed.

"Why son?"

Haqan Farooqi asked affectionately.

The rain outside the window was raining loudly. The little Aryan's eyes were on the rain.

"It's raining, Dad."

"so"

"Dad! Mom and I used to play together in the rain. And we used to drive paper boats on this swimming pool."

"Son, forget mom. And eat food."

Nine Dead! Dead from Verry Bed & Mum Good. "

He hugged his teddy bear and went to his room showing his face to his little one.

"Aryan, son. Listen to it."

Haqan shouted from behind and held his head.

"I don't know when it will be normal?"

He left the meal and headed to Aryan's room.

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A small house with a sloping roof presented a very peaceful scene. The house was surrounded by a white fence. A girl in her twenties was bathing in the rain. She was walking around with her arms outstretched. She was wearing a white shirt and a khaki short skirt. Her bare legs were as smooth as butter. She was walking round and round lost in her dreams. Her laughter was echoing in the whole valley.

"Hey oh -oh -oh -nasal ... Kamini ... your father will come and wash the vessel ... How many times have you told you that you will not have a fever in the rain?"

The elf's mother Sajda came out screaming in anger and her eyes popped out.

"You wore this half skirt again today, you are not ashamed. And look at the blouse, it is all visible."

"The blouse looks like no cracks."

"Kamini, dog ... bad language ..."

"If not in bad language so I am

Elf started going to the angry room. Sajda grabbed her hand from behind.

"Tell me who you want to show you, you wear these little clothes."

Sajida looked with disdain.

"There is no friend."

"Well, how is this wound on the neck?"

"This glass was hit. A naughty girl broke the window with a stone in the class.

"Fools the mother ... I know it's a sign of love."

"Your doubt will never go away."

No doubt I am sure ... "

He dragged him to the room and touched the door.

"No mom. Not now. Please don't hit mom."

Sajda had a stick in her hand. She started hitting her hard. And hit her nails. Sajda left the room. Elf was lying face down on the bed. A drop of tear. The elf's eyes dripped and he closed his eyes.

"I will get you out of this torment. My soul."

He sounded consciously. He felt that someone was turning his fingers on his head. "

"When will you finally come to me ... I'm crazy who is crazy behind a loved one in love."

The elf began to cry. The rain had stopped outside. And the cuckoo was singing its sad song.

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