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My heart is pounding.

Why hasn't Dad come back yet?

I'm terrified, too, Piya dear.

Just pray that your dad comes home safe and sound.

I've already made dozens of prayers.

Just let him get home.

I'll never let him go anywhere again.

Hey...

don't lose heart.

He'll be here any minute, you'll see.

You know your dad.

How long can he stay away from his darling?

Now, stop crying... that's enough,

that's enough, Piya.

Don't cry, my child. He will come back.

-Is it there? -No, that's not it.

Brother, where is the emergency room?

This way, sir.

This is the last hospital left in the area, Brother.

Then let's check here.

Look around.

Brother, there he is.

Oh yes, this is Mr. Aslam.

Let's ask the doctor.

Doctor.

-Is this your patient? -Yes, he is.

What happened to him, doctor?

He's been in an accident.

His leg is injured. It's a fracture.

Where have you all been this whole time?

We were searching for him, doctor.

It's an accident case.

Be thankful his injuries aren't more severe.

Why is he unconscious?

We've given him a sedative.

You'll need to sign here.

I'll do it.

Hey, take care of the paperwork.

How are you feeling now, sir?

You...

who brought me here?

I'm not sure, sir.

But it took us a long while to find you.

Your family is worried sick about you.

I need to go home.

No, no. Easy now, lie back down. Sir, easy. Not right now, please.

You just rest.

You haven't recovered yet.

I need to go home...

Sanwal, just take me home.

We will take you, don't worry.

Just... rest for a while.

You rest. I'll go and ask, okay?

Come on.

Doctor.

What on earth happened?

Dad. What happened?

How... how did all of this happen?

What's happened?

He's been in an accident.

He has a fracture.

He's sedated at the moment.

Get him out.

Easy, easy.

The doctor's prescribed complete bed rest.

His medicines are right there, too.

-Oh, thank you so much. -What on earth happened, Dad?

How did this happen, Aslam?

Water.

Sanwal!

Yes, Miss Piya?

Sometimes just saying thank you isn't enough.

I don't know how I could ever thank you.

Don't worry about it, Miss Piya.

I promised you I'd bring your father back,

and I kept that promise.

Just take good care of him.

I should get going.

Greetings.

Could someone please clean the board?

Okay, so today's lecture will be on artificial intelligence.

Excuse me.

You do know there's a penalty for showing up late, right?

Sorry, sir.

Okay.

I don't even know what happened to my phone.

It probably slipped out of my pocket there and broke.

Who was that blind fool?

He hit you and didn't even care to look back.

God will surely hold such people accountable.

They buy cars but have no trace of humanity left in them.

Please, Mom, stop.

The doctor said Dad needs to rest.

Don't say such things.

Still, you two shouldn't have gone to Sanwal's that late.

I warned you about associating with people like him,

and yet you went to the police station as well.

What other option did we have as two helpless women?

Piya was on the verge of searching for you alone with those boys from the garage.

What were we to do?

You may doubt him all you want,

but that boy is decent and comes from a good family.

Piya even wanted to file a police report against him.

No, my dear,

Sanwal wasn't among those who threatened me.

That was all a misunderstanding.

Those were different people.

What?

You can't be serious, Dad.

Because of your misunderstanding,

I laid into him with such harsh words,

and he just took it without a word of protest.

Instead, he spent the whole night searching for you.

But darling, you still shouldn't have gone to him so late at night.

He isn't as good as you think.

Oh, really?

Then who are the good people, Dad?

Our neighbors?

They didn't bother to check on me and Mom once.

All they did was peek out their windows to get a glimpse of the unfolding drama.

And just stop it, Dad.

Please. I'm so mad at you.

I'm only holding back because of your health.

Fine, then.

If this is how a patient is treated at home,

I was better off at the hospital.

At least the nurses weren't nagging me.

I’m not nagging you, Dad,

I'm upset with you.

Why did you have to leave the garage on foot

when you knew thugs were after you?

You could've asked Bala to bring you a taxi or a rickshaw.

You should know better.

You're not a kid, Dad.

What's wrong?

Answer me. Why don't you say something?

Why are you so quiet now, Dad?

Well, make up your mind.

Weren't you the one who just told me to stay quiet?

Oh God!

You are very clever, you know that?

But what if something had happened to you?

What would have become of me and Mom?

Did you ever think about that?

Come on now, eat the apple.

I don't want to hear another word.

You're having milk tonight,

an apple in the evening, porridge for lunch,

and a six-egg omelet in the morning. That’s final.

A six-egg omelet?

Are you training me to be a wrestler?

There you go.

Who's there?

Who is it? Please, step into the light.

Brother Nazeer, it’s me, Aslam.

Sabira’s son.

Aslam?

Goodness, look how much you’ve changed.

It's been ages since I last saw you.

I know, Brother Nazeer, what can I say?

The only address I had for you was under the name Sufi Nazeer.

I thought I should check, just in case you had moved.

No, no, this is still my home.

And whose child is this? Where is your wife?

She's my daughter, Brother Nazeer.

And my wife...

Please, come inside.

Here I am, interrogating you on the doorstep.

Come on in. Come inside.

Brother Nazeer, I just need to pay the driver.

Of course, of course.

Here, let me take that bag.

Give it to me.

-Sure. -Give it here.

Now come.

Come on in.

Oh my,

what an absolutely adorable little baby.

Has her mother come as well, Sister-in-law?

No.

I just don't know what to make of any of this.

Aslam didn't even show up for my wedding to Mr. Sufi.

He just vanished into thin air.

Now, he suddenly reappears after all these years with this whole story

about his wife dying just after giving birth to their daughter.

Oh.

That's terrible news.

Does that mean...

she's motherless?

Yes.

But what I don't get is why Aslam would just up

and leave his home and his entire city in such a rush.

His wife is barely cold in her grave.

He must have had a compelling reason, Sister-in-law.

Otherwise, who would choose to wander from pillar to post with a newborn baby?

Oh, please.

You don't know him.

He's been bad news from the very beginning.

He was a hardened gambler in our neighborhood.

He used to lose every penny he earned.

He even sold off his own household belongings to feed his addiction.

I'm telling you.

I bet the stress of trying to reform him is what killed Shakira.

Hey, could you bring out the food?

Are you planning on letting our guest go hungry?

How much longer, Sister-in-law?

It’s ready. Just get the plates.

Alright.

Brother, the food is on its way.

Let's get the plates quickly, come on, come on.

Oh, see, there are the dishes.

Come on, let's go.

Thank God for the meal.

Amna, where's the little one?

She’s with Zakia.

She's putting her to sleep.

Brother Aslam,

what have you named your daughter?

You haven't told us.

Hey, excuse me.

Hey, don't even think about asking for my notes today.

I was beyond bored in class. If you look at my notebook,

you'll find more doodles of airplanes than buildings.

I'm not after your notes.

I was just wondering about our friend, Piya.

She didn't come in today.

Oh, our friend?

Of course.

Why are you so concerned?

Her seat was empty. I just thought I'd ask.

Gosh, I have no idea why she didn't come.

But let me tell you, for the bookworm she is, it's strange.

She never skips a class.

I'm thinking of stopping by her place on the way back.

I hope the poor girl's feeling alright.

Oh?

Well, ask how she's doing for me, will you?

Is that so?

And what should I ask?

Well... how is she doing?

I'll see you.

You sly thing, Piya.

Don't you worry, I'll check in on you.

Especially with Mr. Handsome, of all people.

Piya.

Piya, where are you off to, dear?

Mom, the students must have arrived.

No, nobody is here. I sent them away.

They just turn up in the blistering afternoon heat.

I've told them to come after five.

And Piya, sweetheart,

why do you insist on working yourself into the ground like this?

Mom, please don't start this again.

The workload at the university is already driving me mad.

And on top of that, I missed my classes today,

so I still have to get the notes.

Alright,

but you need to make sure you're eating properly on top of all your studies.

Speaking of food, Mom, guess what?

We all went out for bun kebabs after university yesterday.

Aaliyaar came with us, too.

He was so happy after eating them, I just can't describe it.

Why?

So much excitement over a bun kebab?

Mom, he's from a rich family.

He's surrounded by guards all the time.

Being with us gives him a chance to get out

and experience a little freedom.

Mom, I can't even tell you how happy he was.

It was his first time in an auto-rickshaw, too.

Lubna and I just couldn't stop laughing watching him.

That's the same boy

who wanted to drop you home, isn't it?

In that big car of his?

In his sports car.

Now, just imagine if someone dropped me off in this neighborhood in a sports car,

what would people say?

“The daughter doesn’t go to study. She goes out gallivanting.”

And Dad is so suspicious,

he’d lose sleep if he found out a boy dropped me off.

Hmm,

you do have a point there.

But what about all those dramatic stories you've spun about my delusions?

What must that boy think about all of us?

That Piya's family is a bunch of nutcases.

He's probably not thinking about anything.

And if he is, let him. What does it matter to us?

I'm not worried about what he thinks.

I'm worried about the classmates

he'll go and tell your stories to.

He's not going to make you the talk of the university, is he?

No, Mom, he's not like that.

At university, he only ever talks to me and Lubna.

He's a no-drama kind of guy.

Always lost in his own world, just minds his own business.

He won't say a thing to anyone.

That being said,

all the girls at the university are constantly fawning over him.

Really?

And what are these no-drama guys like?

Oh, for heaven's sake, Mom.

You'll have to ask Lubna what a no-drama guy is.

She's the one who taught me the phrase.

Have you spoken to Rehman?

Alright.

Greetings.

Send Nisaar to my office.

I don't know how many times I've told you to quit smoking those things.

It doesn't look right on you anymore.

What can I do, Seth?

You know what they say...

old habits die hard.

But Seth,

show these slum residents some mercy.

They'll be out on the streets, ruined.

Now, you listen to me very carefully.

There's no place for mercy in this line of work.

Business is business.

And business is ruthless.

Have a top lawyer send them a two-week eviction notice.

And...

tell Waheed to send his boys over there in a day or two.

Very well.

I'll make sure they're dealt with today.

Mukhtar's men are useless.

Ask Sanwal to come and see me in a couple of days.

Looks like I'll have to get him to handle it.

Understood.

I'll get word to him today.

So... tell me,

how's Aaliyaar?

Has he settled in yet?

He's not quite there yet.

But he's my lion.

He'll come around eventually.

He's the one who'll have to take over this whole empire one day.

You know what he tells me?

He says I shouldn't call what I do a business.

He wants me to call myself a constructor or a developer.

And his mother, after spending so much time with him,

is practically royalty now.

Well, we're not exactly playing for pennies in some back alley anymore, are we?

Moosa!

-What is it? -There's a problem.

Aslam ran away.

How did he run away?

The men you sent, were they men or mice?

Nisaar.

I want Aslam, dead or alive.

Don't you worry. I've sent my guys.

They won't come back empty-handed. They'll finish him for good.

If they come back empty-handed, they won't have hands left.

And... what about the girl?

She's with him. Aslam took her.

That girl is my property, Nisaar,

and I want her back no matter what.

No one has ever been born

who can double-cross Moosa and walk away.

Now get out of my sight, and bring her to me!

And don't you dare come back empty-handed.

Master Moosa, it’s all over.

The cops are on their way to arrest you.

You scoundrel, you didn't pay them the protection money, did you?

-I must’ve forgotten. -Get out of here. Make a run for it.

Stop!

Freeze! Don't move!

Quiet. Stand still!

Quiet!

Don't you dare!

Don't you bloody dare!

If you ever utter those words from your tongue again,

I'll cut it out.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I have buried that sordid, stained past in that slum.

Now, we are considered one of the most honorable men in society.

The IG salutes us.

The commissioner invites us to dinner.

Forget about the old days.

You should be grateful to Minister Behroze.

He made us a partner in his land business.

He lifted me out of the dirt and raised me to the sky.

Otherwise, I would still be a laborer in that same mill...

and you'd be somewhere in a filthy gutter, lighting up a joint.

Watch your tongue next time you speak.

Forgive me, Seth...

it was a slip of the tongue.

Like hell it did.

Keep your tongue in check.

Now go.

Do the work I told you to do.

So, brother, how much?

Two hundred fifty.

What? Two hundred fifty? Are you kidding me?

Did you bring me all the way from Hyderabad?

I'm just telling you the right fare, sister.

I know exactly how much it costs.

I might look rich, but I'm not.

Here, I don't have any more than this.

You don't look rich, either.

I spent the whole night worrying about it.

Why didn't you inform me earlier?

How is Uncle's health now?

He's fine. He isn't one to complain.

I just gave him his medicine and tucked him in before I came.

Thank God Sanwal showed up when he did.

Otherwise, who knows what would have happened?

Thank God, everything is all right now.

You were so against him before.

What brought on the sudden change of heart?

It was a misunderstanding that's all cleared up now.

You know, when I saw your glum face,

I instantly knew that something was bothering you.

Don't worry, as long as you're on leave,

I will keep sending you all the notes.

Thanks.

I've missed so many classes from the beginning.

I wonder what'll happen to my attendance by the finals.

Don't you worry about that either,

because luckily, God has given you friends

who are pros at marking proxies.

I mean, we are experts in this field.

You’re never going to change, are you?

No chance.

Hey, listen.

He was sending you his greetings.

Who?

Oh, please!

You really have to ask?

Don't play all innocent with me, you clever girl.

This whole affair is way past greetings now,

and you haven't even told me.

Stop rambling.

Who are you talking about? Just tell me.

The bigshot...

Our precious little boy, Aaliyaar.

Oh.

What was he saying?

He grew restless when he didn’t see you in class.

I casually mentioned that I would visit Piya’s house after university,

and he insisted that I ask about your well-being on his behalf.

So, tell me,

who exactly am I asking about, and for whom?

Don’t get too comfortable.

I know Aaliyaar very well.

He might be a rich kid…

but he’s a good, level-headed guy.

Not shifty and devious, like you.

Oh, I’m so jealous.

You never sing my praises like that.

You’ve only known him for a few days,

and you’re already jumping to his defense.

Listen…

Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for him?