Lahori Novels
The Mysterious Call: A Tale of Secrets and Suspense
Introduction
The phone was ringing continuously, breaking the silence of the room. Asia, caught up in her thoughts, was startled by the noise. She had left the door open, expecting a visitor, but instead, the call brought an unexpected shock. Something about it unsettled her, sending a shiver down her spine. As she stood there, frozen in place, she felt as if she had lost control of everything, even of her own fate.
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A Shocking Realization
Asia’s hands trembled as she struggled to process the situation. She couldn’t bear the weight of uncertainty. The oil in the pan was boiling, smoke rising from it, yet her mind was elsewhere. She quickly turned down the stove and, trying to distract herself, asked aloud, “Who was she? Who was she talking about?” She had no answers, only more questions.
Her fingers tingled from the heat as she reached for the phone, but it had already stopped ringing. A strange fear gripped her. She wanted to ignore it, yet something told her that this call was significant. She had been avoiding difficult conversations for too long. But this? This felt different. Almost as if it was fate knocking at her door.
A Web of Confusion
Meanwhile, Omar, Ali’s young son, innocently asked how she was feeling. But Asia was too lost in thought to respond. “You go. What are you talking about?” she muttered absentmindedly. She wasn’t in the mood for conversation, nor did she have the strength to pretend everything was fine. The air felt heavy, pressing down on her.
Just then, Ramin entered the scene. His voice was calm, yet there was something unsettling about his presence. He picked up the phone from the table, glancing at Asia as he placed it to his ear. The expression on his face changed instantly as he heard the voice on the other end.
“Who is this?” he asked sternly, his tone carrying an edge of suspicion.
“Shamal… I’m sorry,” came the hesitant reply.
A Voice from the Past
Shamal’s voice triggered something in Ramin. It had been a long time since he had last heard it. Too long. His heart pounded as he tried to steady himself. “Rahi, is that you? Where have you been all these days? Why didn’t you call sooner?” he demanded, unable to mask his frustration.
On the other end, Rahi hesitated. “I know, I know… I should have called. But things have been complicated. I just… I didn’t know how to face you,” she admitted.
“Complicated?” Ramin echoed. “What happened? Are you in trouble?”
A pause.
“I don’t know how to explain this over the phone,” Rahi finally said. “But something is wrong. I need to see you. Now.”
A Hidden Truth
Asia watched as Ramin’s face darkened. The tension in the room was thick. She knew that name—Rahi. She had heard it before, in whispers, in hushed conversations that never made sense. And now, she was back, stirring up emotions and secrets that were better left buried.
“Where are you?” Ramin asked.
“At the old café by the riverside,” Rahi replied. “Please come. And hurry.”
Ramin hesitated, then nodded, as if she could see him through the phone. “I’ll be there.”
As the call ended, Asia stepped forward. “What was that about? Who is Rahi?” she asked, her voice sharper than she intended.
Ramin sighed. “It’s… complicated. Just stay here. I’ll explain later.”
But Asia wasn’t willing to accept that. “No, Ramin. I have the right to know. Who is she? And why does she sound so desperate?”
An Unexpected Encounter
Ramin didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed his coat and walked out the door, leaving Asia standing there, confused and angry. She had a bad feeling about this. Something wasn’t right.
Determined to uncover the truth, she decided to follow him.
As she reached the café, she spotted Ramin sitting at a corner table with a woman—Rahi. She looked different from how Asia had imagined. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes filled with anxiety. It was clear that she had been through something terrible.
Asia found a spot nearby, just close enough to overhear their conversation.
“I saw something I shouldn’t have,” Rahi said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And now they’re after me.”
“Who’s after you?” Ramin pressed.
“I don’t know their names, but I know their faces,” she said, glancing around as if expecting someone to be watching. “They don’t want me to talk. But I couldn’t stay silent anymore.”
Asia’s heart pounded. Whatever this was, it was bigger than she had imagined.
A Race Against Time
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted outside. Tires screeched. People screamed. Ramin shot up from his seat.
“It’s them,” Rahi gasped.
Without a second thought, Ramin grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the exit. But before they could escape, two men in black suits blocked their way.
“You shouldn’t have come here, Rahi,” one of them sneered. “Now, it’s too late.”
The Final Decision
Asia, still hidden, watched the scene unfold. Her breath caught in her throat. She could run and save herself—or she could step in and help.
But deep down, she already knew what she had to do.
Taking a deep breath, she emerged from the shadows. “Let her go,” she said firmly.
The men looked at her in surprise. “And who are you?”
“Someone who isn’t afraid of you,” she replied.
For a moment, there was silence. Then, without warning, Ramin made his move. He pushed Rahi aside and lunged at the men. Chaos erupted.
Asia didn’t hesitate. She grabbed Rahi’s hand and pulled her toward the back exit. “Come on!” she urged.
They ran, their hearts pounding, knowing that the night was far from over. But one thing was certain—Asia had made her choice. And she wasn’t turning back.
Conclusion
As the sun began to rise over Lahore, the three of them sat in silence, catching their breath. They had escaped, but for how long? Asia knew that their troubles were far from over. But in that moment, she felt something new—strength.
For the first time in her life, she wasn’t just a bystander. She was part of the story. And she was ready to fight for the truth, no matter the cost.
