THIRD PERSON'S POV

(Flashback)

Aazam moved towards Aamna's home. He was feeling guilty that How would he say to Aamna's Father that his son didn't wanna do Marriage with Aamna and they wanted to break the engagement.

Aazam knock the door of Aamna's home, and Aamna open the door. Her eyes were full of tears and lips were so red as if she was crying since long ago

"Abbu ji aap... Assalamualaikum" Aamna was surprised to witness her would be or maybe not would be father-in-law. She greeted Aazam and he entered in the home

"Aamna beta what's wrong why are you crying?" Aazam asked while patting her head snd Aamna couldn't held her tears.

"Abbu ji, my abbu is in hospital since last night, his two walls of heart are 100% block and third one is only 30% open. He is in critical condition" Aamna informed while crying with hiccups and Aazam felt sad for her.

Aamna's full family was in hospital except her. Aazam decided to visit hospital with Aamna.

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Aazam was standing and Aamna was crying silently looking at condition of her father who was laying on the hospital bed.

"Aazam sahab, mujhe nahi lagta main, zyada jee paunga.... Aamna aapki Amanat hai, mere Saamne hi iski rukhsati ho jaye to.... Kam se kam main sukun se mar to jaunga" that was the weak voice of a helpless father, on which Aazam listened a loud sob which was left from Aamna's parted lips.

(Aazam Sahab, I don't think I will live for long.... Aamna is your Amanat... I would accept the death peacefully if I see her getting married)

{A/n: I don't know the actual word use for Amanat but it means a valuable thing kept with someone trustable, which one have to return on a particular time}

"Abbu please don't say like this" Aamna muttered in her sweet voice while crying silently and Aazam turned to look at her. He went to break the engagement but a person on his deathbed demanded for the marriage.

Aazam was on crossroad... He wanted to break the engagement for his son's happiness but by doing so he was going to break the heart of Aamna, which could lead to the death of her father.

"You take rest I'll come again to meet you" saying that Aazam left from there and immediately call Nida who was sitting in Shifa's home.

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"But what now Abbu? We already asked for Shifa's proposal" Irfa asked and Aazam shrugged.

"I don't know! My brain is not working" Aamaz replied without looking at everyone

"I haven't talk to Maryam about Faraz's proposal" Nida said after thinking for almost half an hour

"What do you mean?" Aazam asked abruptly and Ifra was confused

"I just said that I wanna make Shifa my daughter-in-law and everyone knows that Faraz is already engaged, since you call me so I couldn't tell anything to Maryam" Nida said and Aazam was confused

"Nida what do you wanna say? Say clearly"

"I wanna say that we should asked for Shifa's hand for Kashif and Faraz's wedding will be done with Aamna" Nida suggested and Aazam was Amazed

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Faraz entered in the home with happiness, as he was expecting to get the good news but his parents blast a bomb on his head.

"But Abbu ji you had said that you will break my engagement with Aamna and will talk about Shifa's...." Aazam didn't let Faraz complete his sentence

"Faraz that man is dying and he was literally begging in front of me to make his daughter marry off as soon as possible" Aazam almost yelled on Faraz

"But Abbu ji you told me by yourself that Shifa an..."

"Faraz now its enough... Stop talking about Shifa... Your marriage will be done with Aamna and we have asked for Shifa's hand for Kashif." Those words from his mother made him fall from the sky.

"Ammi... Kashif and Shifa" a whisper left from his mouth and without wasting a single second he left from there.

"Why with me....?!!!" He mumbled while throwing the bike keys angrily.

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After two days Aazam fixed Faraz's nikkah with Aamna and Faraz got agreed because Aazam literally join his hands in front of him to save their respect and Life of Aamna's father.

But on the other hand......

Shifa was on 90th cloud. After going back of Nida, she was thinking about nothing else but her future. Two days passed in same way. Her dreamland was becoming wider day by day. She was ready to break her cage, with the help of Faraz, without knowing that actually her crystal heart was going to break.

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After dinner

(in courtyard)

Spreading a mat on the floor whole family was resting under the sky which was covered with clouds and cold winds was making the environment more enjoyable. Anwar was sitting with crossed legs, his back was resting with the wall. Maryam and Hamdan were sitting on his either side placing their heads on his either shoulders. Shifa was laying placing her head in Maryam's lap and Bilal was laying besides her placing his head in his father's lap.

"Aaj kitne din ke baad hum sab ese sath bethe hain" Maryam said in hushed tone and Anwar caressed Bilal's head.

(After a long time we all are sitting together like this)

"Hmm" Anwar hummed and smiled looking at Hamdan who was lost somewhere restring her head on his father's shoulder.

"Hamdan where are you lost?" Anwar asked with a smile and Hamdan also smiled while shacking his head as no but Anwar's question was wrong he should asked that 'In whom memories are you lost?'..

"Mumma I wanna go to Nani's home" Shifa demandes as she wanted to go out from the home, no matter where she just wanted to go somewhere.

"Okay, go tomorrow" Maryam said in hushed tone while adjusting her head on Anwar's shoulder.

"Maryam you haven't make me tea today" Anwar said in complaining way and Maryam nodded slightly

"I was full so I thought to have tea after sometime and I'll give you tea then. You know na I can't have my night tea without you" Maryam said and closed her eyes. Anwar smiled and tilt his head down to rest his head on Maryam's head. his one hand was caressing Bilal's head and other arm was holding his elder son who was in his left side. The family moment was sightable but that was ruined by the voice came from other room.

The voice of ringing mobile....

"Bilal go and take my mobile from the room" Anwar said and he shook his head.

''I'm not going anywhere, Shifa aapi you go and bring that" Bilal said like an order and Shifa closed her eyes.

"I'm not going, send Hamdan bhai" saying that Shifa placed her arm on her eyes.

"Billu you go, papa said to you not me" Saying that Hamdan also adjusted his head on his father's shoulder and three of them got a glare from Anwar, but since three of them were resting with closed eyes so no one of them was aware about the glare

"I'm bringing your mobile" Maryam said and Anwar nodded but Shifa realised that her mother was compromising with her comfort so she made herself stand to bring the mobile from the room.

"Whose call is this?" Anwar asked and Shifa shrugged while passing the mobile to Anwar.

'' Its an unknown number" Shifa said and Anwar received the call

"Shifa make two cup of tea for both of us" saying that to Shifa, Maryam again rested her head on Anwar's shoulder, she was ill since last night. He slowly caressed her back and Maryam smiled.

Shifa made her way towards the kitchen. In some five minutes she came back to the courtyard holding a tray in her hands which was containing two cups of tea.

"Whose call was that" Maryam, asked in almost whispered without changing her sitting position.

"Day after tomorrow is Faraz's nikkah, it was Aazam's call to invite me." Anwar informed Maryam and Shifa placed the tray of tea in front of them.

"Faraz's Nikkah, but..." Maryam was saying something but Shifa made her way to her room holding an expressionless and unaffected face but only she knows how did that news affected her crystal heart.

"But Nida Baji come here to asked for Shifa's hand for Faraz" Maryam said with shocked expression. Hamdan and Bilal both looked at Maryam, they were also shocked to know everything.

"Maryam what did Nida said? Tell me word to word" Anwar asked to Maryam and she think for a couple of minutes

"Nida Baji said that she likes Shifa very much and she wants to make Shifa her daughter-in-law" Maryam narrated and Anwar nodded.

"Did she said that she was demanding, Shifa's hand for Faraz?" Anwar asked and Maryam shook her head after thinking about some two minutes.

"They Haven't asked about Faraz's proposal but for Kashif's. Aazam said to me, day after tomorrow is Faraz's Nikkah and then Aazam, and Nida will come for Kashif's proposal for Shifa" Anwar informed and Maryam nodded but think for a moment

"Shifa's proposal!! Mummy you haven't tell me about this!" Maryam nodded and told Hamdan that there wasn't anything final that's why they didn't informed

They were busy in discussion without knowing the condition of an innocent heart. None of them had idea that Shifa was waiting for Faraz but he didn't come, only the news come of his marriage.

SHIFA'S POV

I listen what papa was saying to mummy, for a moment I was numb, I thought or I wanted to believe that papa was telling about some other Faraz but actually he was telling about the same Faraz Siddique.

I placed the tea in front of my parents and moved towards my room holding a blank face but I was feeling like a storm inside me. Closing the door behind me I didn't find energy to even took a single step to bed. I fell down on my knees and felt some hot droplets rolling down from my eyes, making my cheeks burn and vision blur.

"Faraz's Nikkah..." I mumbled and hugged my knees, I wanted to cry loudly but I couldn't as I had to suppress my voice and feeling too.

"Ya Allah please do something and stop this nikkah" I mumbled while wiping my tears but for the first time my brain stopped me to do dua for Faraz

Faraz and I never talk to each other, neither we got engaged, even his mother didn't asked for my proposal in proper way.... Even After all these things I was thinking about only Faraz but what about that girl who is Engaged with Faraz since eight months... She must be dreaming about her and Faraz's life.... How could I be so selfish that I was always asking for breaking Faraz's engagement with her.... I was really being selfish, I should think about Aamna too. If I'm dreaming about Faraz without any relationship between us then what that girl must be feeling. She must started loving Faraz and I was continuously asking to Allah to snatch her love from her.... How would I feel if my love was snatched from me.... It must be very painful and I was asking for the same pain for someone else.

"Ya Allah Please forgive me, I was really selfish" I said to my almighty and wiped my tears but they again appeared in my eyes,

After Faraz's engagement, I was Only thinking about myself and Faraz not about Aamna, but I never wanted bad for Aamna, I always did dua that may she get ten times better than Faraz but I get Faraz.... But My all prayers were unanswered by Allah. I was broken from inside.... My dreamland which I was making every day and night...

The same dreamland was shattered into million pieces. I cried a lot actually I don't have a word which can represent the number of my tears... 'a lot' is a small word.

I spent the whole night while crying. Crying for Faraz, crying for my crystal heart which was already broken, crying for my shattered dreamland, crying for my hopes which were nowhere any more.

"Will I live my whole life in this cage?" I asked to myself and that thought made me shivered from inside. I was literally caged in the home.

"I can't live a life like this.... I can't...I am sure I'll die soon... Papa will kill me with his restrictions, I'll die soon inside this cage... He will never let me go anywhere, he will never let me talk to anyone freely, nor he will allow me to live peacefully.... I don't wanna live in this suffocation." I was mumbling like a mad.

Faraz's DP was showing same thing since last two days but I was confused about that bit after getting the news of his nikkah I understood the meaning of that....

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I was sitting in mummy's room playing some game to divert my mind but that wasn't easy for me. I wanted to forget about Faraz... But my mind and heart was not leaving him. And suddenly my mobile started ringing, which was showing Faraz's name on the screen. I looked up and found mummy looking at me. I received the call and made myself stand to move towards my room.

"Hello" I said

"Shifa whose call is this?" mumma asked and I stopped in between my way

"Hello Shifa" I listened Faraz's voice

"Mummy it's Affo's call" I lied.

"Her mother was ill ask how is she now?!" mumma said and I nodded.

"Shifa I have to talk, aren't you free now" He said And my heart skipped a beat on his voice.

"Say I'm listening" I said and stepped to the room but mummy again stopped me.

"Shifa beta I have to talk to Afifa's mother, make me talk to her after you talk" Mummy said and I nodded.

"Shifa... Run away with me" I forgot to even took breath, "I'm promising you that you won't regret" I gulped and looked at mummy who was still looking at me.

"What happened to my doll? what Afifa said which made you statue?" Mummy asked with a smile and I shook my head.

"Shifa are you there?"

''Yeah" I just whispered in reply

"Are you agree?" He asked and I was still numb, my feet were rooted by the floor so I didn't had energy to step towards my room.

"Shaffo.... Make a cup of tea for your Hamdan bhai" Bhai entered in the room and said me while pinching my cheek but I was still in disbelief what Faraz had said just a couple of moments ago

"I think you are busy now, I'll call you at 9 of night, but... Be ready with your stuff. Believe me I'll never let you regret for your decision. I'll take you to bangalore away from everyone, from every problem. Talk to you later." Faraz said and I listened a beep sound with that the call was disconnected and my heart forgot to beat.

Without wasting a single moment I ran to my room and locked the door behind me.

'What should I do now??' that was the only question which was ringing in my mind.

I think for ten minutes, I think about my life in my home. I was in a cage in which papa was always there to make my life difficult. I didn't had any support for me. I didn't had anyone for me. I wasn't getting any type of love, support and respect from papa so I wanted someone to support me. Then I think of my life which I would live with Faraz.

I would get everything, he had a good pay, he would love me, he would support me and moreover I wouldn't be caged like I was caged in my home.

But what about mumma... Everyone will say that I did the same as mumma...

I literally fell down on bed and wiped my tears.

"Shifa this is the time for do or die...." I mumbled and wiped my tears abruptly.

'Be selfish, and think about yourself only' My heart said

'Think wisely Shifa... Your mummy will be broken one more time' My brain said and I held my head with both hands

"What should I do?" I mumbled again and fisted my hair in my fists.

'Shifa think about yourself, don't think about anyone.' My heart again said and I nodded with a deep breath

'But mummy' My brain raised that topic meekly.

'Mummy has papa, he loves her but no one loves me... No one support me.... Now it's enough I am going with Faraz' I took the biggest decision of my life and made myself stand. Opening my cupboard I drew out my old school bag, and started placing my clothes in the bag one by one.

"Shaffoooo" that was Hamdan bhai's call

"Shifa come fast..." that was mummy's call, they both were sounding very happy.

"Shifaaaa aaaaapiiiiiii come fasttttt.." that was Bilal in same happy tone. I wiped my tears which were coming in my eyes and made my way out from the room after placing back the bag in the cupboard.

"What happened?" I asked and Hamdan bhai gestured me towards a basket which was placed in between the planters since long time. Mummy was sitting there on her knees, I confusingly stepped towards them and a smile made its way to my lips.

A cat was sitting in the basket with her small kittens and they were lovely. "see they are so cute" Bilal said and I nodded. The cat was licking her kittens continously.

''Mumma she is loving her kittens'' Bilal said with a happy smile and mummy also smiled.

"a mother always love their children" that was mumma's reply.

"A father also love their children" Bilal come out with his point and mummy nodded.

"My papa is the best papa in this world!" Billu exclaimed

'And my father is the worst Father in this world' I said to my heart. Mummy Billu and Hamdan bhai were busy in watching the cat and kittens and I was thinking that how would I go with Faraz if someone catch me then what will happen and if I wouldn't be successful in escaping from there then...

But I came out from my trance when a hand held my shoulder.

"My Shifa was more cute" Mummy said and Bilal huffed.

"What?" I asked confused

"My doll was like a real doll when I saw her fist time." Mumma said with a happy smile on her face but sadness in her eyes.

"Mumma it's not fair, you love Shifa aapi more than me and Hamdan bhai" Bilal complaint and mummy kissed my cheek.

"Every child is equal for a mother but its true my Shifa is special for me. She is my half life." Mummy said with full of love and I felt guilty for what I was planning to do. But I was determined with my decision. I had to run away with Faraz no matter what...

My happiness was more important for me then others. For the first time in my life I was blindly selfish .

"I'm going to my room." saying that I turned to go but.

"You haven't made me tea" Bhai said as a scolding and pulled my ear lightly.

"Let my doll do some rest, I'll make tea for you" mumma said lovingly and I couldn't help myself to hug her

"You are the best mother" I whispered while hugging her tightly and she caressed my head. I always found peace in her arms but then I was going to leave that peace for forever

"And my Shifa is the best daughter, I'm proud of you."

"No I'm not the best one" mumbling the same I break the hug and moved to my room. Locking the door from inside I sat down on floor. My hands and legs were shivering with the thought of running away but I started putting my fine clothes in the bag and when my bag was almost full I picked the last pair of clothes but I found a pair of diaries.

None other then 'My Mom's Personal Diary'

The coffin of untold truths of life

I open a random page from that diary and read that....

Dear Diary,

I am glad that I chose Aatish, its only one month of our marriage and I have started loving him more and more. He is doing all efforts for me. He is doing day night shifts just to fulfill our needs. Abbu was wrong, he said that Aatish is not a good man but he is the best man of my life. I love him so much...

I didn't read the whole page, but that made me feel confused... Opening the other page of Diary I started reading from the middle.

......Sometimes it's difficult to understand Aatish, usually he says that I'm most important for him but whenever he miss his family he behave like I'm the culprit, as if I separate him from his family. I also miss my family, I left all of them because of Aatish, but it hurts when he behave like this with me...

I bite my lip after reading that. Mumma suffered badly in her life. And I was scared of her life. I open another random page.

I hate Aatish... I hate myself...

Why I didn't listen to abbu? Why did I trust Aatish? What I have done with my life!! My one wrong decision made my father shameful in front of everyone. My brother don't talk to me, and now I'm living in Aatish's home like a useless body... He didn't even come to ask me if I need something or not. He is not thinking about me and his unborn child.

"Mummy faced many problems in her life..." I mumbled and closed the diary before zipping the bag. Then mummy call me for dinner and I realised about time. Clock was showing 8:03 pm.

After dinner papa asked us if we want ice-cream or not and all said yes except me.

"Are you alright? Or sick?" Papa asked and I replied "I'm alright" in hushed tone.

"Billu bring ice-cream" Papa said with a smile and I felt wetness in my eyes. Because I was going to leave that family, maybe forever....

"Shaffo why are you crying" Hamdan bhai asked and I shook my head slowly before getting up from my place

"Shifa beta what happened?" Mumma asked and I again shook my head

"Come here" Grabbing my wrist mummy made me sit beside her and wiped my tears.

"She is upset since afternoon, after talking to Afifa... Did she said something" Mummy said the first part to papa and bhai but asked the last one to me on which I shook my head in reply

"Mummaa..." I mumbled and she hugged me

"Yes my baby..." She asked with concern but I didn't get any word to response her, so breaking the hug I ran to my room.

Locking the room from inside I lifted the diary again and started reading.

He divorced me and now he is married to that pariza, she is happy with Aatish but I am remarried to a man, who is one decade elder than me. I don't think 'he' will love me ever, I'm his wife and maid of his house but he don't love me. He only loved his first wife who is no more...

I don't want anyone repeat my mistake....

Love is nothing just a MIRAGE which look so good from a good distance but when we come closer, then the reality come out as 'nothing'

I hate love, love is the biggest sin of my life...

Aatish was the biggest mistake of my life.

May Allah give all the happiness to my Shifa, may her destiny don't resembles her mother....

I was feeling scared... I didn't wanted to repeat the past. 'What will happen if Faraz also betrayed me in future?' that was the first question popped in my mind

"No Faraz is not like that... He is very supportive and nice" I said with ditermination but I was debating with my self. My heart was defending Faraz but my brain wasn't ready to believe on him because I didn't want to repeat the history. Nana abbu accepted Mumma after divorced by my Biological father but if Faraz will do something like that with me then papa won't accept me. Maybe Hamdan bhai also behave with me like Razi Mama use to do with mummy. He still don't talk to her in good way.

But if Faraz will not do anything wrong then I would live my whole life peacefully with great happiness

But what! If Faraz will be like my father then...

I was stucked between those 'if' and 'but' when I realised that my mobile was vibrating I looked at the clock which was showing five to nine that was Faraz's call. I tried to receive but couldn't found guts in myself

If I would run away with Faraz then everyone will say 'The Daughter is one step ahead than the mother' My brain said and I gulped my tears, which was impossible for me.

Mummy didn't run away but still Nana abbu faced so much disrespect...

I was thinking the same when my mobile again started vibrating, that was Faraz's call. I received the call but hadn't utter any word.

"Shifa" that was a whisper which lead the way to my tears.

"Y.. Yeah" I also whispered in cracky voice

"Don't cry! Are you ready? Trust me Shifa you will be the que..." I didn't let him complete

"D...Don't you think it's quiet late to call?" I tried my best not to cry but couldn't get success. He was really late. If he would call me before his engagement then the situation would be definitely different, but he leave his timorousness very late.

"No Shifa it's not that late. There is still a day left for my nikkah. We have a ch.." I again didn't let him complete his sentence.

"Ohh.. Yeah... Your nikkah is tomorrow, congratulations for that." I said the most difficult words of my life and try not to cry .

"Shifa..." I listened a whispered

"Don't you think it's quiet late to call, I mean its nine of night" I said stopping myself to sob.

"What do you mean?" He asked as if I gave him a big shook

"My meaning is very clear" I just whispered while pressing my lips together trying not to cry

"Are you really serious Shifa" He asked and I smiled sadly

"Indeed" that was the most difficult statement for me

"Shifa Trust me" He demanded

"And what if I won't?" I asked and listed a banged sound maybe he hit something with his fist.

"By not trusting me You will break me and my heart" I wiped my tears and looked at mirror which was showing my red face.

"My family also trust me blindly, they will be broken if I will break their trust" I state and tried to stop my tears but they were stupid and stubborn too

"Are you sure?" He asked and I was silent. I wanted to go away from my cage but I didn't want to break down my mumma by doing so. I didn't want anyone said to papa that his step daughter lead him to disrespect.

"Sab kuch bhulna itna asan hai tumhare liye?" He asked and I smiled bitterly

(Is this easy for you to forget everything?)

"Hamare beech main, kabhi kuch tha hi nahi to bhulne ki kya zarurat hai?" I acted very well but only I knew what I was feeling.

(What's the need to forget when there wasn't anything between us?!)

"Hamare beech kabhi kuch nahi tha? Sach main?" He asked but this time he was sounding angry and he should be

(Wasn't there anything between us? Really?!)

"Humne kabhi ek dusre se baat kari?" I asked but didn't get the response

(have we talked to each other ever?)

"I'm asking something" I stressed in my words

"No"

"Kya hum ek dusre se kabhi mile?" I asked and this time the response was also "No"

(have we met ever?)

"Jab kabhi mile nahi, kabhi baat nhi kari to hemare beech main kuch kese ho sakta hai?" I asked and he must be angry as well as shocked.

(How it's possible that there is something between us when we neither met nor talked?)

"Main DP se Jo messages deta tha uska kya?" He asked angrily and I sniffed while wiping tears

( what about the messages which I used to give through my DPs?)

"Ko.. Konse message? Aap apni DP's se mere liye message dete the... Mujhe to wo general DP's hi lagti thi, Jo koi bhi laga sakta hai" I lied

(Wh.. What message? Do you use to give me messages through your DPs? I thought they all were some general DPs who anyone can upload)

"To tum un DP's k response me apni DPs kyu change karti thi?" He almost yelled on me

(Then why you use to change your DPs in response of mine?)

"Mene kabhi aapko koi message nhi diya.. Agar aapne kuch misinterpret kiya ho to main isme kuch nhi kar sakti." I said

(I never pass any message to you but if you have misinterpret that then I can't do anything)

"Shifa darne ki zarorat nhi hai, sirf apne bare main socho" He said I strictly, trying to be calm but he was angry it's clear from his tone

(Shifa only think about yourself, don't be scared of anything)

"Tomorrow is your nikkah, congratulations for that once again, be happy with your wife. She must not feel good if her husband would treat her in bad way because of his one sided crush"

"One sided crush." He stressed on crush and I hummed in response

"Indeed, maybe it's crush from your side but nothing from my side." I state

"If it's just one sided crush from my side then you don't deserve true love in your life. And I'm sure you will not get anyone who will love you. Or if by any chance you will get the one then you can't love that guy as you don't have a heart which meant to be love" his each and every word worked as a dagger which killed me with lot of pain

"Thanks for your blessings, I'll pray for you that you will get true love from your wife" stressing on true love. I said as if I was a carefree person.

"Allah Hafiz (goodbye)" I was going to disconnect the call but stopped.

"One more thing Mr. Faraz Siddique.... Please don't give your number to any girl in the way you gave to me. It doesn't feel like the deed of a gentleman" saying that I hanged up the call. And cried as much as I could. Only I know how much I tried to control myself to cry and sob, but no benefits and soon I listened a knock on the door

"Shifa open the door beta" I listened mumma's voice, she banged on the door and I wiped my tears but my hiccups were not leaving me, so I didn't open the door.

"Shifaaaa... Beta what happened? At least tell me beta... Why are you crying?" Mumma yelled from outside the room and I pressed my mouth to stop my crying voice.

"Shaffo open the door" That was Hamdan bhai

"I'm not cr.. Crying... You all go fr.. From here" I said with hiccups and hide my face in my palms.

"Shifa open the door" that was papa's rude and loud voice which made my heart skipped a beat and suddenly ran to the door to open that.

"Shifa, babu why are you crying?" mumma asked as she entered the room and I hugged her. I wanted to say that I sacrificed with a good future just to save their reputation but couldn't.

"Its okay, ne need to cry this much" I listened Papa's voice that was like an order.

"Did Affo said something to my doll?" mumma asked and I shook my head without breaking the hug.

Mummy made me sat down on bed and hamdan Bhai gave me water Billu was looking tensed but there was a person who wasn't affected by my tears. Who that could be? Indeed papa. He was standing on door carrying an angry face and he was continuously glaring me. For a moment I regret for my decision.

I let Faraz Go so that I could save papa's respect but he never loved me.

"From where you both mother and daughter bring these crocodile tears?" He almost yelled on me and I forgot to cry.

"Agar aap Bachhi se puchh nhi rahe ki use kya pareshani hai to kam se kam datiye to nahi" Mummy said with disappointment.

(If your aren't asking to her about her problem then at least don't scold her)

"Maryam don't treat her like a glass doll. I Don't  want her to become like you." Papa said harshly and glared mumma on which she got tears in her eyes and I felt bad because papa scolded her for me.

"Shaffo you tell me why are you crying?" Hamdan bhai asked and I wanted to say about Faraz but couldn't. I sat down on bed pressing my lips together to stop my crying and I felt a pair of eyes glaring me. Indeed he was papa.

"Shifa stop crying!" He shouted so louder that I forgot to even take breath for a moment, but then I tried my best to stop my sobs which weren't in my control, in some two minutes my condition become worse. My sobs were not allowing me to even take breath.

"Papa don't shout on her this much" Hamdan bhai yelled and mummy gave me water.

"Aap yaha se chale jaiye...." Mumma said to papa and he glared all of us except billu as he was just standing holding shocked expressions on his face

(please leave from here)

"Bakwas band karo tum sab or hato yaha se" Scolding Hamdan bhai, and mummy very loudly papa made them stand away from me and sat down beside me, but still glaring me, I was trying my best to stop sobbing but couldn't.

(Shut up you all and move from here)

"At least let us know reason of her..." Mummy was saying but papa didn't let her complete

"She haven't scored good Rank in NEET, the result was out in afternoon I already checked and waiting for her to tell us but she hasn't inform us" Papa said angrily and I was captured by one more sorrow. I didn't even remember about the results of NEET.

"Aur tum... Zindagi main ek baar nakamyab hone se is tarah haar manogi to puri zindagi kese guzar paogi?" Papa shouted on me, but I didn't felt bad for that.

(and you.... how will you live your whole life if you are giving up on such a small failure)

"Zindagi itni asan nahi hai, Jo chaha araam se mil gaya. Or rone se kuch nahi hota... Sirf hum kamzor bante hain." papa shouted on me and I felt a hand on my head.

( life isn't so easy! we don't get whatever we want and there is no benefit of crying we just become weak)

That was papa, first time she patted my head.

"Is baar achhe number nhi aye, Agli baar aa jayenge, rone se kya hota hai" Papa said with rude tone but he caressed my head. I wasn't crying for My results but for Faraz

(You will score good next time, no need to cry)

"Papa..." I mumbled and he caressed my head slowly

"Stop crying, and learn something from my Bilal" Papa said while opening his arms towards Bilal and he hugged papa. And I felt bad.

"My champion" Papa said to Bilal while hugging him.

"Papa why you always scolds Shifa aapi so much?" Billu asked, he was hugging papa as if he was a small boy.

"Learn something from Bilal, he stay happy in even 33%, he never cry like you" Papa said while patting my shoulder and slapping Bilal's head.

"Papaaaaaa.... I won't talk to you, you always slap me, like this!" billu complaint and everyone laughed, mummy hugged me and kissed my head.

"My doll, you will score good next time." Mummy said lovingly and I nodded

"Bilal bring Ice cream from fridge" Papa ordered and he nodded, mummy fed me with her hands and papa glared me again.

"Don't cry, be strong enough to do whatever you want to do in your life." Papa scolded me before going out from the room.

After sometime everyone left me alone in the room. And I think about papa's words, he was correct. We shouldn't cry, I decided that I won't cry then for Faraz. I'll only focus on my future. But how... And Faraz....

*flashback over*

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Assalamualaikum/ Hello my dear readers.

How are you all?

I know I'm very late with this update but....

I only can apologize for the same I was stuck with something due to which I didn't get enough time to update hope you will understand.

One more thing I literally don't know what I have put in this part. In these days I just typed a sentence then started doing some other work then again type only sentence and continue my work. I have typed this chapter like this and I don't have enough time to recheck so make work with this and forgive you author for any mistake.

To be honest I messed up with this chapter and the last one. I should write this chapter first and last chapter later but nowadays my dear little brain is not working properly so you can understand...

I still need your blessings so don't you dare to forget me in your dua

😘

I again don't know when will you get next update bcoz.....

(what is he benefit of telling reason)

Till then....

Read other books and be ready for a bonus chapter of Longing Hearts 💕

_Naaz Jamal