He pushed the door open.
“Oh, it’s not just you,” Rizwan stood up, and from behind the curtain emerged three men with iron rods. “This is an agni pariksha of your soul. You want to save the mother? You must burn.” khuda haafiz chapter 2 agni pariksha
The room went silent. Sameer dropped his weapon. Blood dripped from his brow into his eyes, mixing with sweat. He pushed the door open
They found the room on the third floor. Through the grimy window, Sameer saw her: Nargis’s mother, Ammi Jan, hooked to a monitor, her face a map of pain. And beside her, sitting with the patience of a spider, was Rizwan. He was older, his face scarred—perhaps from his own fire—but his eyes held the same cold glitter. He pushed the door open. “Oh