Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Happened

Hear me. Think about what I'm going to say this well. You can't use your real identity. Your identity must remain hidden, as well as my identity. HansH, or anyone from the Mahesvara family, no one should know about Zia and Sanjeev. Our identity is our own and it is our secret. If you use your real identity, it means they will know everything about you, who you are, who your family is, and eventually they will find me. I don't want that. Youunderstand? My only purpose is to destroy HansH and his family, as well as to reveal Alisah's death. I don't want a shred of my father's property, nor the name and honor of the Mahesvara family. But they also have no right to any of that. They have to lose everything. If you get all that treasure, you can donate it, whichever way. In essence, they had to lose everything, to zero. There's nothing left. After that, you and I, we'll both go back to India. To our old lives. Our little world. Zia and Sanjeev, without a trace, without Alisah's identity. Just you and me. No one will know if we were instrumental in destroying the Mahesvara family. You gotit? Your face and your identity will return to how it was. I-i promise. And most importantly of all, our lives will return to how they were. Zia and Sanjeev, we'll be happy again like we used to be, as a happy little family. You want to, right?

Twenty years, that long. You're the little four-year-old girl I loved up to this age, have I ever rejected your wishes? Did I ever say no to you just once? What ever? Anwser me.

Remember the times we spent in this relationship? How do I play well as your sister? Every time you get into trouble, who is behind you? When you make a mistake, who will take the punishment for you? Have I ever defended myself in front of my father and mother to cover up your mistakes? Answer me, Zia.

And now think about this, all my life, for your sake, for the sake of making yourself a top priority in my life other than father and mother, I'm willing that no lover should be at home with me, because you're always the top priority in my life. Not anyone else. And, Zia, my love and affection for you all this time, it is far greater than the love and affection of a lover. You can feel that, right?

With everything I did and gave you, as your only family, other than your homemade cake and asking for your time to accompany me, did I ever ask for something else, something big other than this? Never, Zia. Just this time I asked you for something of this magnitude, only this time, from all the years we've spent together, only this time I ask for your sacrifice. This time only. Please, just this time. I'll never ask you for anything more. It won't.

Alright. Iwill. I'll do anything for Brother.

I'll do anything for Brother.

Sentence by sentence it continued to buzz in the ears all the way until Korean Air's triple seven landed perfectly at Incheon airport. I took off the headphones from the beginning of the plane to avoid talking to Kak Sanjeev about anything that would definitely make me depressed. No one is capable of vaulting at this time, even if it is in the form of our sweet happy memories in the past. There aren't. Because in fact, right now, whatever it is is is a very painful thing for me. I was even able to resist urination for hours of travel in order to avoid eye contact and communication with Brother Sanjeev who was sitting quietly next to me.

The night flight did not keep my eyes closed for even a minute. I am sad as much as possible. Just like other girls in general, I also want to explore tourist attractions around the world, including this country, Korea which is glorified by many tourists. Of course with my partner to combine love. It's not to exchange my face and my identity, let alone my identity with someone else. It's a nightmare in my life.

Fortunately, Sanjeev fulfilled my wish not to talk to me. I know he understands my sadness, he feels it, but he hardens his heart not to back down in this mistake. No, this mistake is only in my eyes. Not for Sanjeev.

I'm numb.

I stared at the unfamiliar face in the mirror reflection in front of me with tears. Good bye, Zia. Not necessarily your face and your identity will return. Only time will answer everything.

Yeah, the way Kak Sanjeev returned Alisah's identity the other day in front of HansH, it was like a life button for Alisah, the active button and Alisah officially restated. And vice versa, it's like an off button for Zia, Zia's life story section is already disabled. Zia is no more to the world, like the real Alisah, lost without a body, and, without a trace, that is also what Zia experienced in this mission. Missing.

As if all the sadness was not enough, my heart was further broken when the doctor allowed Mr. Sanjeev into my ward and he was glued to the face of his late lover in plain sight. He walked slowly towards me with a fixed look on my face. He smiled while crying. Obviously tears crossed his cheeks.

She hugged me. "I miss you, Alisah. I miss you so much." Her tears wet my shoulders.

I was hooked, I could no longer hold back the pent-up emotions for days and it instantly appeared in denial. Roughly, I removed Brother Sanjeev from before me. "I'm not Alisah!" my ketus. "Let the world recognize me wrongly, but not for you! You know me well! Me, no, Alisah! No!"

Brother Sanjeev just nodded in sorrow. "I'm sorry" she regretted feeling guilty. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Zia."

He turned around, and left me in tears.

I'm sorry, Brother. I should have understood your feelings. You're looking back at your lover's face for the first time. I should have understood. But my heart is so hurt. I don't know how to control myself. Ii'm sorry. Here, none of the things are right. Everything's wrong. So wrong. And now we see, all sides are going to get hurt. Not just HansH, but you, and, uh, me. But all this is done. But. well, I would do anything for Brother. I'll do anything for Brother. I kept saying that word in my heart. For Brother. Just for Brother. See you, Zia - if fate wants you back. Only if fate wants you back....