His Revenge

w will you know to marry her ? He said to himself. As reached the middle

e just for Amaya. Zayan, you don't do thi

me, I ... Zayan torture to her.

ful. Amaya has no cousi

louding, said to Mr hasha

ou, this is totally wrong, I not selfish

ern you, I'm tor

house. Who the hell are you?And t

r my words, Amaya

im, Stop this

embling voice, I will go wit

let's go t

one step on this place,

preacher and other witnesses, Get out of my house. H

mas

ed that Amaya will go to me

e drawing room went out of the hou

and Amaya were le

alance , he slipped beside the floor, where his head badly stuc

put the hand o

ely picks up the lamp, st

not proper after another a

t out of the house. His car was alread

W and quickly started the car

crying

at me. Why are you crying? H

u, but not, Amaya you are the best girl in this

ot look at him. So much blood was flowing down his hea

he grabbed

r eyes and nose were extremely red due to continuously crying. Her tears slipped on

e shook his hand, Hasham, Are you listeni

rashed into a tree. His car bonnet was t

d also intensely falling on her face. He grabbed her hand and head slowly back against the seat. He patted her face very slowly,

to him, while she

m the box and kept on the dashboar

ting. Oh my god. He picked up the phone from pants an

r, I'm

I said to her, Amaya opened your eyes please. Please don't hurt me. I love you so much in this entire world. You're my pretty child friend. Zayan...you're not deserve Amaya. I am trying to save Amaya for him. He was not in control of himsel

car behind the hasham car. The driver got out of the car and walke

e car and walked towards the car door where Amaya was sitting. He opened the door of the car and picked up the Amaya with lap, his steps very fastly as

. As we reached the main road, traffic was jamm

opping and flowing out continuously. His driver

again, we don

t

struck at

her blood flowing nonstop. Abruptly. He took off the coat and kept it on Amaya's head and also pressed