After Kaheel's brother, Asil, crushed John, he stood up and looked around. Khalid, Abdul Razzaq, and Mustafa were trembling in fear due to his power. Asil approached them and grabbed Khalid by his shirt, slamming his fist into his face. Khalid fell, too frightened to even stand up. Mustafa, thinking Asil was distracted, tried to strike him from behind. He kicked Asil in the back, assuming he'd fall. But Asil remained still, not even budging. He then turned to Mustafa, kicked him in the leg, and knocked him down. Asil continued to beat him without stopping until Mustafa lost consciousness. Khalid, paralyzed by fear, couldn't do anything.
Abdul Razzaq attempted to flee, but Asil was too quick. He chased him down and grabbed him. "Where did your courage go when you were bullying my sister?" Asil shouted. "Come on, show me what you've got, cowards!" Asil began punching him in the back and face. Every time Abdul Razzaq fell, he was told to stand back up, only to be hit again. He was soon left like a lifeless body, collapsing on the ground unconscious.
Asil then turned back to Khalid, who, overwhelmed with fear, couldn't even move a single step. "Khalid, you're the last one. Try to entertain me a little before you fall like the others," Asil said, walking up to him and delivering blows, but this time, he avoided hitting vulnerable areas to prolong his enjoyment. Then, with a swift movement, Asil broke Khalid's arm. Khalid screamed in agony, begging him to stop.
"Why didn't you stop when my sister asked you to?" Asil asked. "Why should I forgive those who hurt her?"
Asil's sister, Asil, stood frozen, stunned by the sight of her brother's anger. She had always thought of him as kind and gentle, knowing he was strong, but never realizing how ruthless he could be.
Just as Asil was about to strike Khalid in the face, Asil rushed forward. "Please, stop, my brother. Don't do this! You've already beaten them enough. I'm afraid you'll get into trouble because of me," she pleaded.
Asil turned to her, torn between his love for her and his desire for justice. "But they hurt you, how can I forgive them?" he responded.
"Please, brother, for me, stop," Asil begged, tears streaming down her face.
Asil looked at his sister and sighed. "You should thank my sister. If she hadn't stopped me, I would have crushed you even more. But because she's here, I've shown mercy. Now, get out of here, and take these scoundrels with you. I never want to see them again." He turned to Khalid and added, "This time I stopped because my sister asked me to. But next time, if you even think about making her sad again, I will kill you and wipe out every single one of you from this planet. And if you tell the police or anyone about this, I will kill you as well. I'm waiting for you to make a mistake, even if it's small. I will be there, and I will kill you all. Do you understand?"
Khalid, shaking with fear, got up and called for medical assistance to take them to the hospital.
Asil then turned to his sister. "Asil, my dear, if they ever try anything again, just let me know. I will protect you. As long as I'm alive, no one can harm you."
Asil hugged her brother tightly. "Thank you, brother. I know you will protect me."
Asil smiled. "You didn't even fear me when you saw me angry, did you? Do you think I'm a bad person because I hit them?"
Asil replied, "Why should I be afraid of you? You were just trying to protect me. I won't fear you today or tomorrow. You're my dear brother, and that's all that matters."
Asil chuckled. "Alright, my dear. But it seems like I've seen that kid before. What's his name?"
Asil looked puzzled. "His name is Mohammad, but where did you see him?"
Asil answered, "Once, I was leaving school when I saw those scoundrels bullying him. I liked what he said that day, so I went and helped him. I never expected him to be your friend. He even sacrificed himself for you. You're very lucky to have a friend like him."
Asil nodded, "It seems Mohammad had a hard life. Yes, brother, I'm very lucky. But let's check on them. They've sustained serious injuries."
Asil turned to the injured boys. "Are you okay?"
Mohammad replied, "We're not okay. I don't even know what to call myself anymore. I couldn't protect my friend or my sister."
Osama added, "Don't blame yourself. John was a professional boxer. There was no way you could have beaten him."
Asil nodded. "You're right. He's a professional. There was no way you could have stopped him."
Asil sighed. "I should be the one apologizing. All of this happened because of me. If it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened."
Mohammad responded, "What are you saying? Even if we hadn't met, the bullying would have continued. But I'm really grateful to you, especially your brother. Thanks to him, my life changed, and I've made a vow to become strong like him."
Osama added, "Mohammad is right. Even if we hadn't met you, we would have suffered a lot."
Asil smiled. "My brother, introduce yourself to them."
Daniel, the quiet one, spoke up. "My name is Daniel. I'm in my third year of high school. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Mohammad responded, "I'm Mohammad. I'm in my first year of high school. It's a pleasure to meet you too."
Osama followed, "I'm Osama, and I'm like Mohammad. We're in the same class."
Hamza, the last one to speak, said, "It's also a pleasure to meet you all. But I have to tell you something. Please don't misunderstand me."
Mohammad and Osama both nodded. "Okay."
Hamza continued, "From now on, I don't want either of you to get too close to my sister. Simply put, you're weak, and others might try to get close to her because they like her. If they see you near her, they might misunderstand and try to impose themselves on you, just like what happened today. You're weak, and you can't defend yourselves. If I see you two in danger, my sister will get upset again. I don't want that to happen. Do you understand?"
Asil frowned. "Why are you saying this? They're my friends. They didn't do anything wrong. I'm the reason this happened. Why are you saying this?"
Hamza replied firmly, "That's why I'm telling you to keep them away. They might get involved in trouble because of us, sis."
Mohammad nodded, "Yes, you're right. We're weak, and if we see people admiring Asil, they might think we're in a relationship or envy our friendship. That could cause trouble. I understand what you're saying. Thank you for saying it in such a respectful way, without hurting our feelings."
Osama added, "Asil, you were a good friend. We're sorry