Raat ko Noghawa ki chhat par Sufiyan aur Sabir baithe the. Sabir ne ek mehengi ghadi Sufiyan ki taraf badhayi. "Ye le, tere Paris ke safar ke liye tohfa."
Sufiyan ne ghadi li, lekin system ne turant warn kiya.
[System Warning: Hidden Tracker Detected in the Gift!]
Sufiyan dang reh gaya. "Sabir, tu badal gaya hai. Ye dosti hai ya meri jasoosi?"
Sabir ki muskurahat gayab ho gayi. "Sufiyan, main tujhe chot nahi pahunchana chahta, lekin Suhaliya mere mamu ki amanat hai. Paris ja, naam kama, lekin yaad rakhna... Noghawa ki mitti aur Noghawa ki ladki, dono par mera haq pehle hai."
Sufiyan ne apni Golden Scissors nikaali. Uski chamak ke samne Sabir ki SUV ki headlight bhi fiki pad gayi. "Sabir, dosti apni jagah hai aur haq apni jagah. Hum dono ka imtehaan ab shuru hota hai."