KOLKATA----------------'Which one?.

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'Which one?..right wala or left wala?' asked Jalal on phone, as his curious eyes searched through the lanes...on his both side. His cavalcade was moving through the 'not so wide' lanes of Newtown. He was continuously looking for the right landmark, Abdul was describing him. Jalal was on his way to his son. He knew his son was fine...he was at safe hands...but for some unknown reason that piece of information was not being able to soothe his worried heart. May be that's how a FATHER feels when he is distanced from his child? The MIGHTY Jalaluddin was nothing but a weak father...who will have to live through uncertainty, until he has his son near his heart. Jalal was growing more and more impatient with every passing second.



'Our kitne turns...god damnit!!!' After half an hour of left and right...finally Jalal blasted off.

'Just one more...take right next...and you have IT', replied Abdul in a pacified tone. He was aware of the mental state of his friend...He knew how much eager Jalal was to meet his son. Abdul also wanted Jalal to reach the place as soon as possible. Not because Jalal needed Rico, but because Rico needed Jalal. Lil boy was a bit scared when Abdul reached him. In spite of all his efforts neither Rico came to him, nor let Abdul come to him. The kid was still standing at the corner of the dark room, he was locked in. Abdul clearly knew that only those can make the boy feel better to whom he is close to.



One turn on left and Jalal reached the place. It was a shabby looking house on the dead end of the lane. Entire lane was taken in control by Jalal's men. It was cordoned off from the commoners. Jalal's cavalcade stopped near the house...Abdul was waiting at the gate. Jalal hastily came out of the SUV and without wasting any more time, rushed to Abdul.

'Where is Salim?' asked Jalal in a restless tone.

'Come inside.' Abdul showed him the way inside. They entered the house.



'The guy was snooping Jodha's calls...I think...wohi se usse sab pata chala...threat calls trace karke...we got the address. Jalal...he...he...locked Salim in a room...bachha thora dara hua hai...he is a bit scared...pehle usse millo...then we'll see the kidnapper.' Abdul summarized the whole update in a go. He led Jalal to the room where Rico was kept.



Rico had always been a brave boy...Fear was not something that could checkmate him so easily. But a merciless kidnapper, rounds of beating, being locked in a dark room and then numerous unfamiliar faces...everything together frightened the lil soul to the core. He had no idea why that bad guy took him away from his mother...he had no idea why he beat him up...he had no idea why suddenly so many people with heavy guns were roaming around him. He was scared...hell scared. The lil heart was beating too fast. He just wanted to get back to his mother...anyhow. All of a sudden Rico heard the sound of boots approaching the room. He shrunk more into the corner with an unknown fear.



The door jerked open...entered Jalal. For first couple of seconds his eyes couldn't see through the darkness...but as soon as his gaze started settling in, he could sense a lil figure at the corner. Before he could react that lil figure rushed to him.



'Friend!!!' cried Rico as he ran to Jalal. Jalal swiftly got down on his knees to receive him. Rico almost jumped on to him and hugged him. Jalal could hear his lil sobs...He could feel the quiver in his body. Jalal hugged him back...wrapped him with his arms.



Till now Jalal was thinking that he knew how it feels like being childless...but this one hug' made him realize what he was bereaved of. It made him realize...how it feels when your loved one finds solace in your arms...made him realize...how it feels to be a FATHER. Jalal clutched him close to his heart. He wanted to take his son to the place where he belongs to...his HEART. A lone tear scaled down Jalal's cheek...making way for the new set of feelings, taking birth in Jalal.



Rico buried his face on Jalal's shoulder...he was sobbing hard. His son's tears moved Jalal. He caressed his back, tried to pacify him, 'Its ok love...it's ok...am here...see am here to take you back. It's over. Ab koyee tumhe pareshan nehi karega...calm down...calm down.' Jalal placed a kiss on his earlobe...while continuously caressing him. Rico clutched him more tightly...as if somebody would tear them apart if he loosens. Jalal's heart twisted, imagining how much torment his lil son had to go through. An immense rage was building inside him. He felt like crushing the head of the man who let this happen. He felt like bringing hell on the person who dared to touch his son. But his first priority was to take care of Rico...the rest can wait. Jalal lifted Rico with his arms. Rico was still hugging him tight. Jalal too kept him close to his heart. This was one piece of GEM he could even die for.



After a couple of minutes...Rico finally broke the silence. 'He...he...he...is a bad guy...he is a bad guy' uttered Rico in between his sobs. He slowly lifted his head and looked at Jalal. 'He hit me...shove me to the wall...see...marks on my hand...he is a bad guy'. Rico showed his bruised arms to Jalal.



So much pain and tears in his son's eyes stabbed Jalal's heart like hell. Each drop flowing from Rico's eyes was squeezing Jalal's heart to death. He was crying too. Jalal couldn't even imagine how on earth a human being can hurt such an innocent soul!!! The more he was thinking, the more his anger against the kidnapper was soaring. If his son wasn't there he would have thrashed that jerk to hell by now. Somehow he was trying to hold himself back.



Jalal kissed on Rico's cheek and brought his head back on his shoulder. He knew...the boy needs a huge dose of love and care now...those are only things that can bring him back to normalcy...bring him back to the regular RICO.



'I want to go to mom...please take me to my mom...' uttered Rico in a soaked voice. That brought something in Jalal's mind. He quickly picked his phone out of pocket and dialed a number. 'Hello...just wait a sec'. With this Jalal handed the phone to Rico, 'your mom's on phone...talk to her.' This news spread brightness across the lil boy's face. He eagerly grabbed the cell and answered, 'mom...'



Jalal slowly put Rico down. Lil soul was engrossed in narrating his terrible experience to his mother. Jalal decided not to get in to the mother-son convo. He let Rico be on himself...at the same time instructed two of his personal security men to keep an eye on him.



The more Jalal was thinking about his son's bruises, the more he was feeling the urge to thrash that b**t**d to death. Till now he was checking himself because of his son...but not anymore. 'It is time to teach him a lesson', thought Jalal. He turned to Abdul. Jalal could feel his entire body was trembling with raging fire. He wanted to burn the tormentor alive.

'Where is that b**t**d Abdul? I need to make him pay for this.'

'Come with me...', signaled Abdul as he left the room.



The duo approached the next room. Entire house was packed up with Jalal's men...armed and alert...though Jalal himself was surrounded with his personal security staff...that's how 'Z' plus category is designed to be. They were about to enter the room when Abdul spoke something about the kidnapper...that puzzled Jalal, 'well...he is a blast from the past buddy...and I think...you won't be that glad to see him.' Failing to fathom his words, Jalal gave a confused look to Abdul and entered the room. The kidnapper was sitting on a chair...tied to it. His head was hanging low...face not clearly visible to Jalal. Abdul walked up to the chair...pulled his head back by hair. This revelation left Jalal shocked!!!



This was the very face that snatched away Jalal's peace years ago...that caused him living numerous sleepless nights. This was the very person who dared to hug HIS Jodha...in front of him. Yes ... it was the guy whom Jalal saw with Jodha, the day he and Abdul went to meet her at the orphanage. It was the guy with the helmet!!!

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

KOLKATA----------------' Yang satu?...wala kanan atau kiri wala?' meminta Jalal pada telepon, sebagai mata penasaran mencari melalui jalur... di kedua sisi. Iring-iringan Nya itu bergerak melalui jalur 'tidak begitu lebar' Newtown. Dia terus-menerus mencari tengara tepat, Abdul itu menggambarkan dirinya. Jalal sedang dalam perjalanan untuk anaknya. Dia tahu anaknya baik... ia di tangan yang aman... tetapi untuk diketahui beberapa alasan bahwa sepotong informasi ini tidak mampu menenangkan hatinya khawatir. Mungkin itu adalah bagaimana seorang ayah terasa ketika ia menjauhkan dari anaknya? Jalaluddin Perkasa tidak lain hanyalah seorang ayah lemah... yang akan harus hidup melalui ketidakpastian, hingga ia mempunyai anaknya dekat hatinya. Jalal tumbuh semakin tidak sabar dengan melewati setiap kedua. 'Kitne kami berubah... wew Jahweh!' Setelah setengah jam kiri dan kanan... akhirnya Jalal Jahanam lepas landas.'Hanya satu lagi... mengambil tepat berikutnya... dan Anda memilikinya', menjawab Abdul nada ditenangkan. Dia adalah menyadari keadaan mental temannya...Dia tahu berapa banyak bersemangat Jalal adalah bertemu anaknya. Abdul juga ingin Jalal untuk mencapai tempat sesegera mungkin. Bukan karena Jalal diperlukan Rico, tapi karena Rico diperlukan Jalal. Lil anak itu agak takut ketika Abdul sampai kepadanya. Meskipun semua usahanya Rico tidak datang kepadanya, dan tidak membiarkan Abdul datang kepadanya. Anak masih berdiri di sudut ruangan gelap, dia terkunci di. Abdul jelas tahu bahwa hanya mereka dapat membuat anak merasa lebih baik kepada siapa dia adalah dekat. Meninggalkan satu Hidupkan dan Jalal mencapai tempat. Itu adalah sebuah rumah tampak lusuh di ujung buntu dari jalur. Seluruh jalur dibawa dalam kontrol oleh Jalal's pria. Itu adalah pada pancang dari rakyat jelata. Iring-iringan Jalal's berhenti di dekat rumah...Abdul menunggu di pintu gerbang. Jalal tergesa-gesa datang dari SUV dan tanpa membuang-buang waktu lagi, bergegas ke Abdul.' Di mana adalah Salim?' meminta Jalal nada gelisah.'Masuk.' Abdul menunjukkan kepadanya jalan di dalam. Mereka memasuki rumah. ' Pria adalah mengintai Jodha's panggilan...Saya pikir wohi se usse sab pata chala...... ancaman panggilan jejak karke... kita punya alamat. Jalal... dia... dia... terkunci Salim di kamar... bachha thora dara hua hai... dia adalah agak takut... pehle usse millo... maka kita akan melihat penculik.' Abdul diringkas seluruh update dalam pergi. Ia memimpin Jalal ke kamar dimana Rico dipelihara. Rico selalu berani boy...Ketakutan bukanlah sesuatu yang bisa sekakmat dia begitu mudah. Tapi penculik tanpa ampun, putaran pemukulan, dikurung dalam ruangan yang gelap dan kemudian banyak wajah asing... semuanya bersama-sama takut lil jiwa ke inti. Ia tidak tahu mengapa orang jahat itu membawanya dari ibunya... ia tidak tahu mengapa ia mengalahkan dia up...he memiliki tidak tahu mengapa tiba-tiba Jadi banyak orang dengan senjata berat yang berkeliaran di sekelilingnya. Dia adalah takut... takut neraka. Lil jantung berdebar terlalu cepat. Dia hanya ingin mendapatkan kembali kepada ibunya... bagaimanapun. Semua dari sudden Rico mendengar bunyi boots mendekati kamar. Ia menyusut lebih ke sudut dengan rasa takut tidak diketahui. Pintu tersentak terbuka... memasuki Jalal. Untuk beberapa detik pertama matanya tidak bisa melihat melalui kegelapan... tapi segera dengan tatapan mulai menetap di, dia bisa merasakan lil gambar di sudut. Sebelum dia bisa bereaksi angka lil bergegas kepadanya. 'Teman!' menangis Rico berlari ke Jalal. Jalal cepat turun berlutut untuk menerimanya. Rico hampir melompat pada kepadanya dan memeluknya. Jalal bisa mendengar Isak tangis lil nya...Dia bisa merasakan bergetar dalam tubuhnya. Jalal memeluk dia kembali... membungkusnya dengan tangannya. Sampai sekarang Jalal berpikir bahwa ia tahu bagaimana rasanya menjadi tanpa anak... tapi ini satu pelukan ' membuatnya menyadari apa yang ia berduka dari. Itu membuatnya menyadari... bagaimana rasanya ketika kekasih Anda menemukan penghiburan dalam lengan Anda... membuatnya menyadari... bagaimana rasanya menjadi seorang ayah. Jalal mencengkeram dia dekat ke hatinya. Dia ingin membawa anaknya ke tempat di mana ia milik... HATINYA. Air mata lone diperkecil Jalal di pipi... membuat cara baru set perasaan, mengambil kelahiran dalam Jalal. Rico buried his face on Jalal's shoulder...he was sobbing hard. His son's tears moved Jalal. He caressed his back, tried to pacify him, 'Its ok love...it's ok...am here...see am here to take you back. It's over. Ab koyee tumhe pareshan nehi karega...calm down...calm down.' Jalal placed a kiss on his earlobe...while continuously caressing him. Rico clutched him more tightly...as if somebody would tear them apart if he loosens. Jalal's heart twisted, imagining how much torment his lil son had to go through. An immense rage was building inside him. He felt like crushing the head of the man who let this happen. He felt like bringing hell on the person who dared to touch his son. But his first priority was to take care of Rico...the rest can wait. Jalal lifted Rico with his arms. Rico was still hugging him tight. Jalal too kept him close to his heart. This was one piece of GEM he could even die for. After a couple of minutes...Rico finally broke the silence. 'He...he...he...is a bad guy...he is a bad guy' uttered Rico in between his sobs. He slowly lifted his head and looked at Jalal. 'He hit me...shove me to the wall...see...marks on my hand...he is a bad guy'. Rico showed his bruised arms to Jalal. So much pain and tears in his son's eyes stabbed Jalal's heart like hell. Each drop flowing from Rico's eyes was squeezing Jalal's heart to death. He was crying too. Jalal couldn't even imagine how on earth a human being can hurt such an innocent soul!!! The more he was thinking, the more his anger against the kidnapper was soaring. If his son wasn't there he would have thrashed that jerk to hell by now. Somehow he was trying to hold himself back. Jalal kissed on Rico's cheek and brought his head back on his shoulder. He knew...the boy needs a huge dose of love and care now...those are only things that can bring him back to normalcy...bring him back to the regular RICO. 'I want to go to mom...please take me to my mom...' uttered Rico in a soaked voice. That brought something in Jalal's mind. He quickly picked his phone out of pocket and dialed a number. 'Hello...just wait a sec'. With this Jalal handed the phone to Rico, 'your mom's on phone...talk to her.' This news spread brightness across the lil boy's face. He eagerly grabbed the cell and answered, 'mom...' Jalal slowly put Rico down. Lil soul was engrossed in narrating his terrible experience to his mother. Jalal decided not to get in to the mother-son convo. He let Rico be on himself...at the same time instructed two of his personal security men to keep an eye on him. The more Jalal was thinking about his son's bruises, the more he was feeling the urge to thrash that b**t**d to death. Till now he was checking himself because of his son...but not anymore. 'It is time to teach him a lesson', thought Jalal. He turned to Abdul. Jalal could feel his entire body was trembling with raging fire. He wanted to burn the tormentor alive.'Where is that b**t**d Abdul? I need to make him pay for this.''Come with me...', signaled Abdul as he left the room. The duo approached the next room. Entire house was packed up with Jalal's men...armed and alert...though Jalal himself was surrounded with his personal security staff...that's how 'Z' plus category is designed to be. They were about to enter the room when Abdul spoke something about the kidnapper...that puzzled Jalal, 'well...he is a blast from the past buddy...and I think...you won't be that glad to see him.' Failing to fathom his words, Jalal gave a confused look to Abdul and entered the room. The kidnapper was sitting on a chair...tied to it. His head was hanging low...face not clearly visible to Jalal. Abdul walked up to the chair...pulled his head back by hair. This revelation left Jalal shocked!!! This was the very face that snatched away Jalal's peace years ago...that caused him living numerous sleepless nights. This was the very person who dared to hug HIS Jodha...in front of him. Yes ... it was the guy whom Jalal saw with Jodha, the day he and Abdul went to meet her at the orphanage. It was the guy with the helmet!!!

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

KOLKATA ---------------- 'Yang mana? .. wala kanan atau kiri wala?' tanya Jalal di telepon, mata penasaran nya mencari melalui jalur ... pada-Nya kedua belah pihak. Iring-iringan itu bergerak melalui jalur 'tidak begitu luas' dari Newtown. Dia terus mencari tengara yang tepat, Abdul itu menggambarkan dirinya. Jalal sedang dalam perjalanan ke anaknya. Dia tahu anaknya baik-baik saja ... ia berada di tangan yang aman ... tapi untuk beberapa alasan yang tidak diketahui yang sepotong informasi adalah tidak mampu untuk menenangkan hati khawatir nya. Mungkin itulah bagaimana AYAH merasa ketika ia menjauhkan dari anaknya? The MIGHTY Jalaluddin hanyalah seorang ayah yang lemah ... yang akan harus hidup melalui ketidakpastian, sampai ia memiliki anaknya di dekat hatinya. Jalal tumbuh lebih banyak dan lebih sabar dengan setiap hitungan detik. "kitne kami ternyata ... Tuhan sialan !!!" Setelah setengah jam dari kiri dan kanan ... akhirnya Jalal meluncur. "Hanya satu lagi ... mengambil sebelah kanan ... dan Anda memiliki IT ', jawab Abdul dengan nada menenangkan. Dia menyadari keadaan mental temannya ... Dia tahu berapa banyak ingin Jalal adalah untuk bertemu anaknya. Abdul juga ingin Jalal untuk mencapai tempat secepat mungkin. Bukan karena Jalal diperlukan Rico, tetapi karena Rico diperlukan Jalal. Lil anak laki-laki sedikit takut ketika Abdul sampai kepadanya. Terlepas dari semua upaya tidak Rico datang kepadanya, janganlah Abdul datang kepadanya. Anak itu masih berdiri di sudut ruang yang gelap, ia terkunci dalam. Abdul jelas tahu bahwa hanya mereka dapat membuat anak merasa lebih baik kepada siapa ia dekat. Satu menghidupkan kiri dan Jalal mencapai tempat. Itu adalah lusuh mencari rumah di jalan buntu dari jalur. Seluruh jalur diambil di kontrol dengan pria Jalal itu. Hal itu ditutup dari rakyat jelata. Iring-iringan Jalal berhenti dekat rumah ... Abdul sedang menunggu di pintu gerbang. Jalal buru-buru keluar dari SUV dan tanpa membuang waktu lagi, bergegas ke Abdul. "Di mana Salim?" tanya Jalal dengan nada gelisah. "Masuklah." Abdul menunjukkan padanya jalan di dalam. Mereka masuk ke dalam rumah. "Orang itu mengintip panggilan Jodha ... Aku pikir ... wohi se Usse sab pata chala ... ancaman panggilan jejak karke ... kita punya alamat. Jalal ... he ... he ... terkunci Salim di ruang ... bachha thora dara hua hai ... dia agak takut ... Pehle Usse Milo ... maka kita akan melihat penculik. ' Abdul diringkas seluruh pembaruan dalam pergi. Dia memimpin Jalal ke kamar di mana Rico disimpan. Rico selalu menjadi anak pemberani ... Takut bukanlah sesuatu yang bisa sekak dia begitu mudah. Tapi penculik tanpa ampun, putaran pemukulan, yang terkunci dalam ruangan gelap dan kemudian banyak wajah asing ... semuanya bersama-sama takut jiwa lil ke inti. Dia tidak tahu mengapa orang jahat membawanya pergi dari ibunya ... dia tidak tahu mengapa ia memukulinya ... ia tidak tahu mengapa tiba-tiba begitu banyak orang dengan senjata berat yang berkeliaran di sekelilingnya. Dia takut ... takut neraka. The lil jantung berdebar terlalu cepat. Dia hanya ingin kembali ke ibunya ... bagaimanapun. Semua dari Rico tiba-tiba mendengar suara sepatu mendekati ruangan. Dia menyusut lebih ke sudut dengan ketakutan yang tidak diketahui. Pintu terbuka tersentak ... masuk Jalal. Untuk pertama beberapa detik matanya tidak bisa melihat melalui kegelapan ... tapi begitu tatapannya mulai menetap di, dia bisa merasakan sosok lil di sudut. Sebelum ia bisa bereaksi bahwa angka lil bergegas kepadanya. "Teman !!! ' teriak Rico sambil berlari ke Jalal. Jalal cepat berlutut untuk menerimanya. Rico hampir melompat ke dia dan memeluknya. Jalal bisa mendengar isak tangis lil nya ... Dia bisa merasakan getaran di tubuhnya. Jalal memeluknya kembali ... membungkusnya dengan tangan. Sampai saat ini Jalal berpikir bahwa ia tahu bagaimana rasanya menjadi punya anak ... tapi ini satu pelukan 'membuatnya menyadari apa yang ia berduka dari. Ini membuatnya sadar ... bagaimana rasanya ketika kekasih Anda menemukan pelipur lara dalam pelukan Anda ... membuatnya sadar ... bagaimana rasanya menjadi seorang BAPA. Jalal mencengkeram dia dekat dengan hatinya. Dia ingin membawa anaknya ke tempat di mana dia milik ... HATI-nya. Air mata tunggal diperkecil pipi Jalal itu ... membuat jalan untuk set baru perasaan, mengambil kelahiran di Jalal. Rico membenamkan wajahnya di bahu Jalal itu ... dia menangis keras. Air mata anaknya pindah Jalal. Dia membelai punggungnya, mencoba untuk menenangkan dia, 'Its cinta ok ... ok ... di sini ... lihat di sini untuk membawa Anda kembali. Ini lebih. Ab koyee Tumhe Pareshan Nehi karega ... tenang ... tenang. " Jalal ditempatkan ciuman di daun telinga nya ... sambil terus membelai dia. Rico mencengkeram dia lebih erat ... seperti jika seseorang akan merobek mereka terpisah jika dia mengendur. Hati Jalal yang bengkok, membayangkan berapa banyak menyiksa anak lil nya harus melalui. Kemarahan besar yang membangun dalam dirinya. Dia merasa seperti menghancurkan kepala orang yang membiarkan ini terjadi. Dia merasa seperti membawa neraka pada orang yang berani menyentuh anaknya. Tapi prioritas pertama adalah untuk mengurus Rico ... sisanya bisa menunggu. Jalal mengangkat Rico dengan tangan. Rico masih memeluknya erat. Jalal juga membuatnya dekat dengan hatinya. Ini adalah salah satu bagian dari GEM ia bahkan bisa mati untuk. Setelah beberapa menit ... Riko akhirnya memecah kesunyian. "He ... he ... he ... adalah orang jahat ... dia adalah orang jahat 'diucapkan Rico di antara isaknya. Dia perlahan-lahan mengangkat kepalanya dan menatap Jalal. "Dia memukul saya ... mendorong saya ke dinding ... lihat ... tanda di tangan saya ... dia adalah orang jahat '. Rico menunjukkan lengan memar kepada Jalal. Begitu banyak rasa sakit dan air mata di mata anaknya menusuk hati Jalal itu seperti neraka. Setiap tetes yang mengalir dari mata Rico meremas hati Jalal yang mati. Dia juga menangis. Jalal bahkan tidak bisa membayangkan bagaimana di bumi manusia bisa melukai seperti jiwa yang tidak bersalah !!! Semakin ia berpikir, semakin kemarahannya terhadap penculik itu melonjak. Jika anaknya tidak ada dia akan mengalahkan yang brengsek ke neraka sekarang. Entah bagaimana ia berusaha menahan diri. Jalal mencium pipi Rico dan membawa kepalanya kembali di bahunya. Dia tahu ... anak itu membutuhkan dosis besar cinta dan peduli sekarang ... mereka adalah satu-satunya hal yang bisa membawanya kembali ke normal ... membawanya kembali ke RICO biasa. "Saya ingin pergi ke ibu .. Silahkan membawa saya ke ibu saya ... 'diucapkan Rico dengan suara basah. Itu membawa sesuatu dalam pikiran Jalal itu. Dia segera mengangkat telepon dari saku dan memutar sebuah nomor. "Halo ... tunggu sebentar". Dengan Jalal menyerahkan telepon ke Rico, 'ibumu di telepon ... berbicara dengannya. " Ini tersebar berita kecerahan di wajah anak lil itu. Dia bersemangat meraih sel dan menjawab, 'ibu ...' Jalal perlahan meletakkan Rico bawah. Lil jiwa asyik menceritakan pengalaman mengerikan kepada ibunya. Jalal memutuskan untuk tidak masuk ke obrolan ibu-anak. Dia membiarkan Rico berada pada dirinya sendiri ... pada saat yang sama menginstruksikan dua petugas keamanan pribadinya untuk mengawasi dirinya. Semakin Jalal sedang memikirkan memar anaknya, semakin ia merasa dorongan untuk thrash yang b ** t ** d sampai mati. Sampai saat ini dia sedang memeriksa dirinya karena anaknya ... tapi sekarang tidak lagi. "Ini adalah waktu untuk mengajarinya pelajaran ', pikir Jalal. Dia berbalik untuk Abdul. Jalal bisa merasakan seluruh tubuhnya gemetar dengan amukan api. Dia ingin membakar penyiksa hidup. "Di mana yang b ** t ** d Abdul? Aku harus membuatnya membayar untuk ini. " "Ikutlah denganku ...", mengisyaratkan Abdul sambil meninggalkan ruangan. Duo ini mendekati kamar sebelah. Seluruh rumah itu penuh sesak dengan orang-orang Jalal ini ... bersenjata dan waspada ... meskipun Jalal sendiri dikelilingi dengan staf keamanan pribadinya ... begitulah 'Z' ditambah kategori ini dirancang untuk menjadi. Mereka akan memasuki ruangan ketika Abdul berbicara sesuatu tentang penculik ... yang bingung Jalal, 'baik ... dia adalah ledakan dari teman masa lalu ... dan saya pikir ... Anda tidak akan itu senang untuk melihat dia. " Gagal untuk memahami kata-katanya, Jalal memberikan tampilan bingung Abdul dan memasuki ruangan. Penculik sedang duduk di kursi ... terikat padanya. Kepalanya menggantung rendah ... wajah tidak terlihat jelas Jalal. Abdul berjalan ke kursi ... menarik kepalanya kembali oleh rambut. Wahyu ini meninggalkan Jalal terkejut !!! Ini adalah wajah yang sangat direnggut tahun perdamaian Jalal yang lalu ... yang menyebabkan dia hidup banyak malam tanpa tidur. Ini adalah sangat orang yang berani memeluk HIS Jodha ... di depannya. Ya ... itu adalah orang yang Jalal melihat dengan Jodha, hari ia dan Abdul pergi untuk menemuinya di panti asuhan. Itu orang dengan helm !!!