"Ek naam ne khamoshi ko bolna sikha diya,"47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7n7C5jrqn7
"Aur ek mulaqat ne sakht dil ko hila diya."
It was evening when Rahil and the others returned to the mansion after a long day's work—while Azlan hadn't stepped out of the house at all. Everyone was seated comfortably in the living area, light banter and casual discussion filling the space. Azlan was still in his usual pampered mood, Zayn and Raza looked more serious than usual, and Rahil was relaxed on the sofa with a cup of coffee.
Just then, Gurd entered and announced,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4C64EGbIN
"Boss... a girl has come. She says she wants to meet Rahil Qadeer Khan. Her name is... Hana Zara."
A flicker of curiosity—and something close to excitement—lit up Rahil's eyes. The name stirred a memory. Yes... he had seen her on the road a few days ago. Her eyes, her appearance—everything was still vivid in his mind.
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I only saw her from a distance... and yet something felt strange. Like the feeling of love at first sight, he thought.
Hana Zara entered the living area. Her face carried a mix of nervousness and fear. Her hands trembled slightly as she kept adjusting her scarf, as if trying to calm herself. Her eyes moved quickly around the room, observing each of the men—but never directly looking at Rahil.
She was dressed simply: a plain kurta, a scarf covering her head, and modest shoes. Yet there was a deep intensity in her eyes, as if she had come here with a serious purpose.
Rahil watched her quietly. She looked frightened, uneasy. Her trembling hands and lowered gaze made his heartbeat quicken. An unfamiliar protective instinct stirred within him—an urge to shield her from the world.
Zayn immediately stood up and said gently,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ25jqIe5jJ3
"Please, have a seat. I'll get you some juice."
Hana sat down slowly on the sofa, her hands folded in her lap, eyes still lowered.
Zayn placed a glass of fresh juice in front of her and returned to sit beside Azlan.
Raza and Azlan observed her with curiosity and surprise. Raza smiled faintly and asked,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ70TfDH0aMf
"So... tell us, how did you come here? And how did you find our mansion?"
Hana took a deep breath, lifted her eyes slightly, and spoke hesitantly,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ2D55gbzTm
"I... I want to meet Rahil Qadeer Khan."
A brief silence fell over the room. Zayn raised an eyebrow at Raza; Raza stared back in disbelief. Azlan shifted restlessly but remained quiet.
Rahil stood up slowly and said gently,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwmycYpYamo
"I'm Rahil Qadeer Khan. Tell me... what is it?"
Hana inhaled deeply, helplessness in her voice.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdtjblIHDYb
"Sir... I... I want to meet Aamir Ali. I've heard he's with... Serpent ... and .. you can help me with it"
For a moment, Rahil was stunned. His eyes widened as he glanced instinctively at Raza.
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For the first time, fear crept into him.
"How do you know him?" Rahil asked—his voice trembling for the first time.
"He... he's my father," Hana said, her gaze dropping instantly, as if ashamed.
Rahil's expression hardened. His hand rested on his coffee cup, yet he felt no weight.
"Your... father?" His voice was deep, restrained. "Then why... are you here?"
Hana lowered her eyes and whispered,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2lbEW1cPdB
"Sir... I just want to talk to him. I want to understand... why he..."47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9zT9luokTZ
Her voice broke. She took another breath.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv4DOOVLNL6
"...why he left everything like this."
A heavy silence filled the living area. Raza and Zayn exchanged shocked looks. Even Azlan appeared unsettled.
For everyone present, this was new: Rahil—the always composed, authoritative man—looked unusually soft and protective, all for one girl. The man who never lost control now carried concern in his eyes.
Hana's eyes were red and exhausted. Her entire demeanor showed that she was trusting someone fully for the first time—sharing her pain.
Rahil sat down slowly and said,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNDtnTXaZ8s
"Hana... you're safe. I will help you. You don't need to worry."
Even he didn't know how those words escaped his lips.
Hana finally looked at him. She felt guilt—like she was depending on someone for the first time. Her broken side was surfacing, yet she still tried to stay composed.
Zayn leaned toward Raza and whispered,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡARzNEgtTRF
"Man... this is the first time I've seen him this soft with a girl."
Raza nodded, still stunned.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuOYZJEq8g0
"Same. He's usually so strict... but now... it feels like this girl... matters to him."
Azlan watched silently, his expression saying everything: This is unexpected.
"And about meeting him," Rahil said, "you'll meet him tomorrow morning. Come—I'll drop you home."
All three stared at him as if he'd dropped a bomb.
"What?" Rahil snapped at their reaction.
"Nothing, bhai... just—ENJOY," Azlan said, emphasizing the last word, as Rahil walked out with Hana.
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"Dil ne kaha qareeb jao,"47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡInikDvaJGi
"Zameer ne kaha ruk jao"
In the car, the silence deepened. Rahil sensed Hana was still shaken. He slowed the car, as if he didn't want the journey to end.
His eyes stayed on the road, but his thoughts drifted repeatedly to the girl beside him. Her innocence glowed like a lamp in the dark night. For a moment, he wanted to hold her hand—to reassure her she was safe.
He glanced at her secretly. She was playing with the edge of her scarf, unaware... gentle.
Rahil quickly looked away. A voice echoed in his mind—one he had heard in childhood:
"Tell the believing men to lower their gaze and guard their modesty..."
He lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. His heart pounded. He was Serpent—the man the world feared— yet a single verse shook him to his core.
"Hana," he said firmly, "remember this."
She looked at him.
"Never go alone at night to someone's house—no matter who they are. The world is cruel. Learn to protect yourself."
She lowered her gaze.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6QIwuq5oEm
"I... I was helpless."
"Even in helplessness, don't lose sense," he said, stopping the car.
As she unfastened her seatbelt, Rahil added,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNB435Kd12C
"Be ready tomorrow morning. I'll send the driver to bring you to the mansion."
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, refusing to look at her again.
She whispered "Okay" and stepped out. Rahil watched her enter her home, then drove back toward the mansion.
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"Mohabbat ne naam nahi liya,"47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Mf8cAz3O5
"Magar zimmedari ban kar reh gayi."
On the mansion rooftop, silence ruled. City lights flickered in the distance, but Rahil felt surrounded by darkness. He gripped the railing until his knuckles turned white. His long white coat fluttered in the cold wind—yet he felt no chill.
Hana's face haunted him—her swollen eyes, trembling hands, helplessness.
"I gave her advice about life," he murmured bitterly,47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCdneEY9mhf
"Yet I found myself in her life, the darkness she never asked for."
He sensed someone behind him. He didn't turn—he recognized the footsteps.
Raza stood beside him quietly.
"Rahil, you didn't eat," Raza said softly.
"Did you see her eyes?" Rahil whispered. "There was no hatred—only hope. And I... I've chained her father."
His voice shook.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDEbEHi1V0h
"For the first time, I hate this white coat. It feels stained with her tears."
Raza placed a hand on his shoulder—not just as a partner, but as a brother.
"Why blame yourself?" Raza said. "If you weren't Serpent, someone else would've killed Aamir Ali—and maybe Hana too. You didn't just send her home. You gave her a purpose."
Rahil smiled faintly, pain heavy in it.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLJXJ6AE0PD
"A purpose? Staying near me only brings terror."
"No," Raza said firmly. "You aren't darkness for her—you're the light showing her the path."
Rahil rested his head briefly on Raza's shoulder—not as Serpent, but as a tired Friend.
"If you weren't here, Raza, I'd have turned to stone long ago."
"And without you," Raza replied, smiling, "I'd be dead on the streets. As for Hana... Allah will make a way. Just keep your heart clean."
Rahil breathed deeply, looking at the sky. The pain remained—but so did peace.
"Let's go downstairs," he said. "Zayn and Azlan must be waiting."
"And Azlan says if you don't come, he'll eat everything," Raza joked.
They walked down together. The night was still dark—but Rahil's steps were steadier.
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"Raat ne tor diya tha usay, magar dil hara nahi"47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNeyVSW9ant
"Sajday mein gir kar us ne, jeena phir se seekh liya"
The sound of the car faded. Hana stood leaning against her old door. Inside, the silence attacked her. She slid down to the floor, hugging her knees.
Her father... Aamir Ali.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIqoOKLcHag
What did you do, Abbu?
Then Rahil's face appeared in her thoughts.
People said Rahil Qadeer Khan and Serpent were the same man. A heartless killer.
"No..." she shook her head. "He lowered his gaze. He warned me. Can a monster care like that?"
Fear crept back.
Her eyes fell on a bottle of medicine. A dark thought flashed—If I disappear, all this ends.
Her hands trembled as she picked it up.
Then his voice echoed:47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYJmBVzDvgs
"Learn to protect yourself."
Her hands froze. She threw the bottle away and broke down crying.
At dawn, the call to prayer filled the air. She made ablution and prayed.
In sujood, she sobbed.47Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSqsQ4EtVy5
"Ya Allah... thank You for saving me."
After prayer, she felt stronger. She looked in the mirror—tired eyes, but firm resolve. She chose clean clothes and carefully wrapped her scarf around her head.
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NOTE TO READERS:
Whom will Rahil's next step save, and whom will it destroy?
Will Hana's trust lead her to the truth, or will the shadow of the Serpent ruin everything?
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