From the way he walked, she became certain he was not him. Hoorain always walked with fierce confidence, openly and proudly. His feet never fully touched the ground while walking — the tips of his toes barely brushed the floor. This man’s movement was different, slightly leaning more toward his left side.
He moved closer to her until he stood directly in front of her. She froze, unable to move. Fear nearly made her lose control of herself. He reached out, clearly longing to hold her hands, but she quickly pulled them back and said in a playful tone,
“My Hero, go and perform your prayers first. When you return, I have something prepared for you.”
He felt hurt by the way she withdrew from him, but he hid it and said in a low voice,
“At least give me a kiss before I go.”
She shook her head quickly and replied,
“Let me check the time first. I’m sure the prayer is already over.”
She walked toward their bed and picked up Rishma’s phone, pretending to check the time. Her body began trembling as she searched for Rishan’s number. She was intelligent enough not to call directly when she found it. Instead, she typed a message.
“Uncle Rishan, tell My Hero to leave whatever he is doing and return home immediately. There is a problem.”
Her hands trembled as she tried to send the message, but suddenly the phone was snatched from her. Startled, she looked up at him. He stood before her, his face dark like a storm. He realized she had discovered he was not Hoorain because of how badly she was shaking.
She tried to pretend nothing was wrong.
“My Hero, is everything okay? I’m doing something. Let me finish first, then we can talk.”
In a harsh voice, he said,
“By now, I know you’ve realized I’m not him.”
She stepped back in fear. Her trembling worsened. In anger, he grabbed her waist violently and pulled her against his body. She screamed, hitting and pushing him, but she was no match for his strength. He lifted her and threw her onto the bed beside them.
She screamed loudly and struggled, quickly jumping off the bed and running toward the door. But his magical power sealed the door shut. She banged on it desperately, but no one heard her. Rishma was praying in another section of the house.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and dragged her toward the mirror in the room. He forced her to stand in front of it and shouted,
“Look into that mirror carefully.”
Terrified, she looked. Instantly, she saw Hoorain and Rishan sitting inside a car, talking casually in the back seat. Her eyes widened in horror. His cruel voice echoed again,
“Either cooperate with me… or I will cause that car to crash right now and burn them alive!”
Her body trembled violently as she felt the world spinning around her.
“Will you give me what I want, or should I kill them in front of you?” he demanded again.
In panic, her voice shaking, she asked,
“What do you want from me?”
Without shame, he answered,
“You. I want you alone.”
Her heart pounded loudly. In a calm but firm voice she replied,
“I can do anything for My Hero… but that does not mean I will disobey Allah. I would never commit sin, not even to save my parents. I will not commit adultery to save them, and I will never give away the purity I have protected for years for my husband. I would rather die than give myself to someone like you. And as for killing them — you do not control their lives. Only Allah decides when someone dies. If you want to kill them, then kill me as well. I would rather die painfully than give myself to a dog like you.”
Her words burned him with rage. He slapped her violently and threw her back onto the bed. As she tried to stand, he grabbed her legs and began tearing her clothes apart while she struggled desperately to protect her dignity.
He ripped off her clothing, leaving only her inner vest and undergarment. Desperate, she grabbed a lamp and hit him on the head, forcing him to step back. She quickly jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom, locking the door.
But he smashed the bathroom door down with one strike.
She screamed louder than ever before, overwhelmed with terror. Running out again, she made a desperate decision — if he violated her, she would rather die. Without thinking about the consequences, she opened the window and jumped from the great height.
---
Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un…
Ude had caused a tragedy.
---
BLACK WORLD
Sweetie wore the most beautiful outfit she had ever worn, with Ronnie helping design her entire appearance. The hall was filled with guests, luxurious decorations, and robots serving drinks in expensive crystal glasses.
Excited, Sweetie said she would go see Big Bro’s outfit first. Pretty asked about the mysterious man from the previous day, but before Sweetie could answer, she rushed away happily, remembering their moments together.
She entered his room and froze at the doorway, stunned by his appearance.
“Glory be to the Creator of such beauty,” she whispered.
Black Tiger turned toward her slowly. He stood in the center of the room adjusting his suit. He looked breathtaking — his white suit shining brilliantly, decorated with gold stones. He seemed like the moon among stars, outshining everything around him.
They stared at each other silently for almost two minutes. Finally, he broke the silence and said softly,
“Today, you look more beautiful than ever.”
She smiled and praised his elegance and charm. They stood together like a married couple deeply connected.
He gently held her back and magically replaced her jewelry with shining diamonds, making her glow even more. His gaze lingered on her lips — something he secretly desired but forced himself to resist.
Finally, he stepped back and told her quietly,
“You should go.”
Instead, she leaned closer and whispered,
“Come closer… I want to tell you something.”
Unable to resist, he leaned down. She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek, leaving a red lipstick mark. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply.
Before she could leave, he pulled her back against his chest. He held her waist gently and leaned closer until their breaths mixed. She closed her eyes nervously as his lips finally touched hers.
Shocked, she pulled away and tried to run, but he pulled her back again. This time, he deepened the kiss, slowly exploring her lips. Overwhelmed by fear and emotion, she pushed him away and ran from the room.
He watched her leave, struggling with his emotions before following her out.
Sweetie collapsed onto her bed later, replaying the moment repeatedly in her mind, shocked by her feelings yet unable to forget them.
---
Meanwhile, Smart arrived at the palace disguised in a black suit, and everyone mistook him for Black Tiger. He entered the palace and admired its enormous wealth and beauty.
Suddenly, Black Tiger appeared at the staircase and asked coldly,
“What brought you here?”
Smart answered emotionally,
“I came to take you home.”
Black Tiger angrily denied any relationship between them and ordered him to leave. Smart insisted they were brothers, even offering a blood test as proof. Enraged, Black Tiger attacked him, but Smart refused to fight back because of his deep love and respect for him.
At that moment, Ronnie and Sweetie arrived, shocked to see two identical men standing before them.
From the way he walked, she became certain he was not him. Hoorain always walked with fierce confidence, openly and proudly. His feet never fully touched the ground while walking — the tips of his toes barely brushed the floor. This man’s movement was different, slightly leaning more toward his left side.
He moved closer to her until he stood directly in front of her. She froze, unable to move. Fear nearly made her lose control of herself. He reached out, clearly longing to hold her hands, but she quickly pulled them back and said in a playful tone,
“My Hero, go and perform your prayers first. When you return, I have something prepared for you.”
He felt hurt by the way she withdrew from him, but he hid it and said in a low voice,
“At least give me a kiss before I go.”
She shook her head quickly and replied,
“Let me check the time first. I’m sure the prayer is already over.”
She walked toward their bed and picked up Rishma’s phone, pretending to check the time. Her body began trembling as she searched for Rishan’s number. She was intelligent enough not to call directly when she found it. Instead, she typed a message.
“Uncle Rishan, tell My Hero to leave whatever he is doing and return home immediately. There is a problem.”
Her hands trembled as she tried to send the message, but suddenly the phone was snatched from her. Startled, she looked up at him. He stood before her, his face dark like a storm. He realized she had discovered he was not Hoorain because of how badly she was shaking.
She tried to pretend nothing was wrong.
“My Hero, is everything okay? I’m doing something. Let me finish first, then we can talk.”
In a harsh voice, he said,
“By now, I know you’ve realized I’m not him.”
She stepped back in fear. Her trembling worsened. In anger, he grabbed her waist violently and pulled her against his body. She screamed, hitting and pushing him, but she was no match for his strength. He lifted her and threw her onto the bed beside them.
She screamed loudly and struggled, quickly jumping off the bed and running toward the door. But his magical power sealed the door shut. She banged on it desperately, but no one heard her. Rishma was praying in another section of the house.
Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and dragged her toward the mirror in the room. He forced her to stand in front of it and shouted,
“Look into that mirror carefully.”
Terrified, she looked. Instantly, she saw Hoorain and Rishan sitting inside a car, talking casually in the back seat. Her eyes widened in horror. His cruel voice echoed again,
“Either cooperate with me… or I will cause that car to crash right now and burn them alive!”
Her body trembled violently as she felt the world spinning around her.
“Will you give me what I want, or should I kill them in front of you?” he demanded again.
In panic, her voice shaking, she asked,
“What do you want from me?”
Without shame, he answered,
“You. I want you alone.”
Her heart pounded loudly. In a calm but firm voice she replied,
“I can do anything for My Hero… but that does not mean I will disobey Allah. I would never commit sin, not even to save my parents. I will not commit adultery to save them, and I will never give away the purity I have protected for years for my husband. I would rather die than give myself to someone like you. And as for killing them — you do not control their lives. Only Allah decides when someone dies. If you want to kill them, then kill me as well. I would rather die painfully than give myself to a dog like you.”
Her words burned him with rage. He slapped her violently and threw her back onto the bed. As she tried to stand, he grabbed her legs and began tearing her clothes apart while she struggled desperately to protect her dignity.
He ripped off her clothing, leaving only her inner vest and undergarment. Desperate, she grabbed a lamp and hit him on the head, forcing him to step back. She quickly jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom, locking the door.
But he smashed the bathroom door down with one strike.
She screamed louder than ever before, overwhelmed with terror. Running out again, she made a desperate decision — if he violated her, she would rather die. Without thinking about the consequences, she opened the window and jumped from the great height.
---
Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi raji’un…
Ude had caused a tragedy.
---
BLACK WORLD
Sweetie wore the most beautiful outfit she had ever worn, with Ronnie helping design her entire appearance. The hall was filled with guests, luxurious decorations, and robots serving drinks in expensive crystal glasses.
Excited, Sweetie said she would go see Big Bro’s outfit first. Pretty asked about the mysterious man from the previous day, but before Sweetie could answer, she rushed away happily, remembering their moments together.
She entered his room and froze at the doorway, stunned by his appearance.
“Glory be to the Creator of such beauty,” she whispered.
Black Tiger turned toward her slowly. He stood in the center of the room adjusting his suit. He looked breathtaking — his white suit shining brilliantly, decorated with gold stones. He seemed like the moon among stars, outshining everything around him.
They stared at each other silently for almost two minutes. Finally, he broke the silence and said softly,
“Today, you look more beautiful than ever.”
She smiled and praised his elegance and charm. They stood together like a married couple deeply connected.
He gently held her back and magically replaced her jewelry with shining diamonds, making her glow even more. His gaze lingered on her lips — something he secretly desired but forced himself to resist.
Finally, he stepped back and told her quietly,
“You should go.”
Instead, she leaned closer and whispered,
“Come closer… I want to tell you something.”
Unable to resist, he leaned down. She stood on her toes and kissed his cheek, leaving a red lipstick mark. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply.
Before she could leave, he pulled her back against his chest. He held her waist gently and leaned closer until their breaths mixed. She closed her eyes nervously as his lips finally touched hers.
Shocked, she pulled away and tried to run, but he pulled her back again. This time, he deepened the kiss, slowly exploring her lips. Overwhelmed by fear and emotion, she pushed him away and ran from the room.
He watched her leave, struggling with his emotions before following her out.
Sweetie collapsed onto her bed later, replaying the moment repeatedly in her mind, shocked by her feelings yet unable to forget them.
---
Meanwhile, Smart arrived at the palace disguised in a black suit, and everyone mistook him for Black Tiger. He entered the palace and admired its enormous wealth and beauty.
Suddenly, Black Tiger appeared at the staircase and asked coldly,
“What brought you here?”
Smart answered emotionally,
“I came to take you home.”
Black Tiger angrily denied any relationship between them and ordered him to leave. Smart insisted they were brothers, even offering a blood test as proof. Enraged, Black Tiger attacked him, but Smart refused to fight back because of his deep love and respect for him.
At that moment, Ronnie and Sweetie arrived, shocked to see two identical men standing before them.