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"Bhaijaan, what's the occasion?" Jahan Aara asked.

"What occasion?" Izaan asked picking up the glass of water in his hand.

"Why are we having dinner at a restaurant?"

"Because I got my salary today."

Jahan smiled before saying,"Bhaijaan we should save money. We have money now, remember the time when." She stopped mid sentence and smiled before saying,"We should save money."

"I know. But we have a huge savings now Alhumdulillah. So spending some money once in a while won't harm." Izaan said smiling.

"Yeah I think so."

"You want ice cream or we are done?"

"We are done. Let's go home and sleep. We both are working tomorrow."

"Ok."

Izaan called the waiter and paid the bill. Soon they were in a car, going back home.

"Bhaijaan why are we using this car? We are accepting this gift?"

"No! The only reason we are using this car today is because it was bus strike and I had important meeting in the office."

"But chachu gave this car to us. We can keep it."

"We cannot accept this expensive gift."

"But Bhaijaan."

"Jahan."

"Ok." They were quiet for some time before Jahan asked " Bhaijaan! when is your big presentation?"

"InshaAllah next week."

"All the best Bhaijaan. I know you can do...... Bhaijaan stop!!"

Izaan stopped the car Immediately and looked at his sister with a frown.

"What happened?"

"Look there. That girl in sitting there, near the bus stop. "Jahan said pointing towards the bus stop.

"Where?" Izaan asked looking towards the bus stop.

"See there! She is wearing a niqab!"

Izaan followed her hand and saw a girl rubbing her hands together."She must be waiting for the bus which I assume is late again. She is freezing in the snow. Can we please drop her home?"

"Yeah sure. Go get her but be careful."

Jahan nodded before opening the car door. She went to the girl and the girl looked down. Jahan stopped few inches away from her. She hesitated for few seconds before asking,

"Aahhh are you waiting for the bus?"

The girl looked at her and fronwed before slowly nodding.

"I think the bus is late again. It's going to snow again probably, you cannot stay here. Come we will drop you home."

The girl again frowned but kept staring Jahan for some time before saying,

"No, I'm fine. Thank you for asking."

"I'm serious. You won't find many vehicles here at this time. If the bus gets cancelled then what Will you do? This weather will kill you. Please trust us. We will drop you home. If you want you can note the car number and take our picture for safety."

That girl looked down and Jahan turned to her brother. Izaan raised his eyebrows questioningly and Jahan smiled. She then turned to the girl and raised her eyebrows.

"So come. We will drop you home."

"I don't live here. This is a new city for me"

"You don't have any relatives or friends here?"

The girl shook her head and Jahan fronwed.

"Ok. Then come we will drop you at some hotel."

The girl again looked up at Jahan before saying,"I don't have money to stay in a hotel."

Jahan frowned again. She thought for some time for the best option before saying, "Ok. Come with us."

"Where?"

"Our house."

"What?"

"See you don't have relatives or friends here. You don't have enough money to stay in a hotel and the bus may or may not come. You cannot risk staying here alone. So come with us. I know it's hard to trust us but you don't really have any other choice."

"But why are you helping me? I'm just a stranger."

Jahan smiled before saying,"Helping a stranger is not Haram."

The girl looked away. She thought for some time before looking back at Jahan.

"Are you sure? Your family won't mind?"

Jahan smiled again,"No. Just come."

The girl hesitated for some time before checking the time on her wrist watch. Then she looked back at Jahan and nodded slowly.

"Alhumdulillah. Now tell me where is your luggage?"

"I have nothing."

Jahan looked down before nodding,"Ok. Then come."

The girl stood up and they both started walking towards the car.

"What is your name?" Jahan asked.

"Zeenat."

***
Zeenat was running on an empty road searching for help but no one was there. She was shouting for help but on that lonely road no one was there to help her. She saw a car coming towards her and she started running faster. She was still running when she saw him coming towards her.

Zeenat opened her eyes, breathing heavily. She looked around and closed her eyes when she realised it was a dream then she kept her hand on her forehead. After almost a minute she removed her hand and again looked around. She saw her wrist watch on the side table. She picked it up and saw the time.

10:10 am

She slowly sat up straight before looking around the room again. Last night a stranger and her brother helped her. She was not sure why but she didn't have any other option but to take their help. She was wondering where they are when her eyes fell on a piece of a paper on the table. She saw something was written on it so she picked it up to read.

"Assalamu Alayekum. Good morning. I hope you slept properly. I'm so sorry for leaving you alone but we both are working and we have important things lined up for today. Please feel comfortable. Your breakfast and lunch is ready in the kitchen. Please eat it. There is a landline in the living room and here is my number, just in case you need anything. Please don't leave before we come back. AllahHafiz. Have a great day."

Zeenat frowned again thinking why she was so sweet to her. There has to be some reason, Zeenat thought. After sitting on the bed for some more time she came out and started taking a tour of the house.

It is a small apartment with two bedrooms, one living room and kitchen. They didn't have many furniture and the apartment was almost empty.

She sat down on the couch. She knows she cannot stay here forever so she needs to decide where to go next, where she will be safe and where her family won't be able to find her.