Zubair's House (7:30 am):
"Assalamaleikum Zub."said furqan enthusiastically standing outside my house, this guy sometimes behave like a kid. "Waleikumassalam Furqan darling." I replied in a sing song voice only to tease him......he hates it when I call him darling." Oh come on man just go and calklAminah bhabhi your darling..." he replied taking in his words what he has said he froze but its late now I'm already far gone into the memories.

Flashback:
"Ammu! Ammu darling? Where's my coat? Have you seen it?" I asked shouting to my beautiful wife as she is downstairs. "I'm coming!."she replied and she's in our room in a minute. "Ammu, my coat....I can't find it." I told her...I know its in the wardrobe but I want her near me for few more minutes as heading to Delhi for some work issues for a few days and I won't be able to see her. "Here it is Zub....it was in the wardrobe and you can't find it...huh?!...that's weird.."she said arching an eyebrow pulling me out of my thoughts or to be precise trying to arch her it but end up arching both her eyebrows...she's so cute....I laugh at her cuteness.."stop laughing." She said trying to sound angry but end up laughing with me. "Well darling, help me with my coat...Will ya?" I asked her. "Sure." She replied while smiling. She helped me with my coat and as soon as she turned to go I grab her from behind my hand holding her waist. She laughs and tried to move out of my hold. "Not so fast darling."she again laughs and rest her head on my chest and still laughing asked me..."what's with the darling thing, huh?!"  "Well, are not you my darling Ammu?"  "Yes, of course Zubi dear." She teases me .....she knows I hate it when someone calls me Zubi. "Ughh! Ammu! Give it to you to ruin my mood." I whined like a kid. "Well that's payback for disturbing me when you can easily find your coat."she replies sassily and again tried to move out of my grip. "Zubi...leave me."she said whining like a kid showing me how annoyed she is. "No, no, no. First say Allahafizz to me properly." I said. She said Allahafizz to me in a very sweet tone but I'm not having it..two can play a game. I smirked internally. "Zubi!"said Ammu still whining. "Come on darling, say it properly sweetheart." I said and extended my cheek close to her lips. "Ok fine."she said and pecked both my cheeks. "Ah! That's my darling. I said happily. "Yes, yes Zubi dear, I'm your darling."she said teasing me but I am a happy man now. "You know what I'm fine with you calling me Zubi as long as I'm receiving my pecks. She laughed, masha'allah she has such a beautiful laugh...I'm a whipped man..I guess. "Allahafizz Zubi....just come back soon..ok?" She said and smiled looking at me lovingly...she's trying to cover her sad face by the smile. "Allahafizz Ammu  darling...I'll be back soon insha'allah, in a few days." I said and put a lingering kiss on her forehead.

Present Time:

"I'm sorry Zubair bro, I'm so sorry dude, please forgive me man." Furqan said pulling me out of my memories...I can see he regret what he said. "It's okay Furqan, come inside." I said totally avoiding eye contact with him. "Help yourself." I said to him, signalling him to have the breakfast laid at the dining table. "I'll be right back." I said and went upstairs to my room.

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I splash cold water on my face and look into the mirror....my hazel eyes which used to be Ammu's favourite seems dead to me now...they does not shine anymore, the way they used to shine in her presence are never gonna shine again like that. I'm really messed up I guess. I changed into a casual black shirt and blue jeans...I don't bother with my lawyer's attire (a black coat, white shirt and white trousers) let's just be a normal person...it'll be better and I made my way downstairs.
"Let's go Furqan." I said to Furqan who's helping himself with a grilled cheese sandwich, my mother serving him another along with some dry fruits and dates. Ughh! This guy has appetite of an elephant, he never and I mean never refuses food...I regret saying him to help himself with food. "Furqan!" I yelled. "Zubair, you are not going anywhere without having breakfast."said my Amma in a tone of finality. "Amma, please I'm in a rush..I'll grab something on my way to work." I pleaded but to no avail. "I'm already getting late Amma." I said whining, like she will listen to me...hahaha who am I kidding? "Oh! That's great Zubair because you being late for 10 or 15 more mins won't have any effect as you are already late." She said sweetly." "Amma!" I whined again and this time I met with her glare which shuts me up for good.
So, here I am trying to chew all three dates at once, which is quite difficult. Trust me on this. "Zubair, here, have some milk too."said Amma in a tone which clearly says dare defy me and you'll have consequences. "Jii..Amma." (yes, Amma). "Okay....I'm done." I said to Amma finishing the glass of milk. "Furqan....oh for the sake of Allah, come fast." I said to him clearly frustrated. "Okay...Zub." he said. Alhamdulilah if he had said one more sandwich, I would've beaten the living daylights out of him.

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Now, we are on our way to the constable's house, who shot Mr shetty. Hmmm...what was Mr Shetty's first name...?....oh yeah...Raghav....Raghav Shetty. "Furqan, are you sure about the threats and all?". I asked him, he was in his casual clothes, this guy is sometimes impossible to understand....I mean his police uniform would be of help."I am, now shut up amd let me drive in peace." Said the stupid devil.

Constable Malviya's House (8:10 am):

Ting......tong....the bell made the sound as I pressed it. "Yes? Who?"Said the lady I suppose the wife of the constable, seeing me while opening the door and then Furqan came forward. "Hello Mrs Malviya....we are sorry to disturb you at this time of morning but we had no choice as my friend here will be busy after 9 am ma'am."said Furqan. "It's alright Inspector Furqan."replied the lady kindly to Furqan, I guess she knows him. "Hello, Mrs Malviya...I'm really sorry for your loss. I said with sincerity in my voice. "It's fine." She said sadness evident in her tone. "Oh my! Where are my manners?..please come in...sorry the house is a mess as my kids have gone to school creating a mess."she said sheepishly. "It's ok Mrs Malviya." I snd Furqan said in unison. "Please sit down...tea or coffee?." She asked. "Oh, no ma'am please don't trouble yourself, please have a seat...we really need to ask you some important questions." I replied beating Furqan as the bhukkad (someone who is greedy for food) guy loves coffee to much to say no to a free offer...and I'm in no mood of wasting anymore time plus the lady also deserves a break from household chores too. She nods her head. "Okay ma'am, I heard your husband were receiving some threats....is that true?" I questioned her turning my professional lawyer mode on and furqan started the recorder. "Yes, he was."said the lady. "Who was the person giving him threats?" I asked. "I wish I knew Mr..?" She said. "Mr. Zubair..Mrs Malviya... Advocate Zubair Ibrahim Ahmad. I'm the lawyer appointed by the government for your husband's suicide case as well as for the case of the guy he killed.....you know Mr shetty." "Oh!" She said meekly. "So ma'am, do you think your husband did all of this because of the threats..? Well, the threat was definitely not about his life as he clearly gave priority to something else over his life. So, tell me ma'am what was the thing which was important to him more than his own life?." I inquired in a way too professional tone...which is cold...I hate being cold and indifferent but it's a part of my profession as emotions and feelings make a person vulnerable. "Yes! My husband did all of that because of the threats and yes, he didn't care for a moment because it was his children and wife's life at stake and he loves us way too much, that's why he didn't hesitate for even a moment."she said angrily whilst crying. "And you didn't try to do anything about the threats?" I retorted way too composed.....I can be as cold as an iceberg sometimes. "What could I do? Tell me? What could I bloody do? If I had tried anything, my children would be dead or worse orphan in this cruel world....at least they have one parent if not two."she spat angrily. "They are just seven and five years old." She added. "What have you done, If someone was threatinng your wife's life Mr Ahmad?" She said bitterly. And this question sent a chill down my spine..........I would've killed that person and died happily saving my Ammu. "That's none of your concern Mrs Malviya." I said flatly instead of my thoughts. "Of course, of course."said Mrs Malviya in a sickly sweet tone. "I'm sorry Mrs Malviya, I know I'm being too much straightforward but please try to understand, it's a part of my profession. " I said....I don't know, maybe trying to console her while offering my handkerchief but she didn't take my handkerchief and wiped her tears from her saree's pallu....it guess this is what it is called......doesn't even matter though......pffttt. "Ma'am, do you have any idea about the person threatening your husband....even the slightest clue......maybe the gender or something else?" I questioned her again. "Well, definitely a man and a very powerful one......my husband mentioned to me about the guy being very wealthy and he has authorities in his hands.....tell me Mr Ahmad, how were we supposed to take action against such a powerful man? But its my curse that he will have a very frightful end. Because of him my children no more has their father with him and I'm a widow now." She said while sobbing. Before I could say anything Furqan gave her a glass of water and told her to calm down and we took our leave.

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