rejected from this place they'd probably have no place to live. She was utterly worried for her daughter. And Zahra was nervous because her subconscious kept signaling about something havoc. M
same door knob which once Mujtaba had turned so they both
ly standing
usband re
on't meet
Ammara smiled back. She has to be her daughter's strength at this point. Her daughter needed her more than she needed her daughter as she engulfed Zahra in a hug and held her close to her body, inhaling her
ace in her eyes. The door opened and they both made their way into the house. They were left in awe
d in the lounge. All of them chatting and laughing haughtily. And all of them looked from 18 to 2
roach them. As soon as she moved, a man in his early fifties came running down the stairs and
ssalam alaikum"
those lads turned and looked at their Taya Abu (uncle)
beta? Umeed hai k sab khairiya
ar? Hope everyt
llilah" A
od's
ahi aaya?" He asked softly and looked expectantl
And how is he? Di
nd her vision blurred. Her heart wrenched for her uncle who was expecting his
ss darwazey sei Andar aaja
ish, you could com
r's attention diverted towards Zahra w
" He ex
Kitni bari ho g
hter? MashAllah y
could not control her emotions anymore. Her arms moved on her own accord and gave him a tight hug. She felt
in silence. Only her painful big sobs could be heard. Zahra hugged him tightly like he used to hug her father whenever he came back home after a day or two. Her Taya resembled her father in all the ways
ing in the kitchen on hearing somebody's sobs immediately came out and the whole scene in front of them left them baffled. They clearly knew about Ammara and Mujtaba but they had no idea that Ammara would be coming back to Haveli with her daughte
nds and got off of her uncle's shoulder. Her face was blotched and her eyes were swollen red.
ng herself she looked around to find everyone's
m fi
told empathically. He was about to ask regarding Mujtaba but s
asped her daughter's hand, who tighten
nwhile, no words were exchanged and when they reach
. Zahra was nervous and fidgeted with her fingers while looking down and didn't dare
red it out, it was her dada, Shabbir Murtaza Syed, who hated her mother to no extent. She was furious for letting him disrespect her mothe
ything she squeezed her hand, indicating to her that it was not the right place.
i pehlay aaye thi mein buss yaha madad ki talash
someone's peace before nor now,
d that you came here
n herself after her father's death but whenever his topic was brought up her emotions couldn't
dge at the end of her sentence implying she was close t
d close to the door ask
ch...which caused a heart attack" sh
orm us?" Haider ask
were not to inform his father of
ape he immediately left the room, his mind couldn'
ng unaffected by the news of his son's death. Zahra saw this in his eyes. He was de
o inform us of his death, then you've done so, t
go, I am left alon
you live on streets tha
e couldn't pay back so th
t care. Leave my
to live. Please
re?" He sarcasti
o place to go" Her voi
fat no. You may get o
th my daughter? Please let us
? Go wherever you wa
I go along with my daughter? I ha
seeing her mother begging. She was broken wit
our daughter here, then you know that I disowned m
oke, she couldn't bear this a
world. Please I beg you to give us some space in yo
aughter live on the streets. No. Never. Also, those goons have seen Zahra now. After their demand, the saf
eas
y if you agree to my one co
s roof. She knew how much of a cunning and manipulative man Shabbir Haider Syed was, but in
s you say,