THIRD PERSON'S POV

Anwar and Maryam stepped out from the shop with ample number of shopping bags in their hands. Their gazed went to a small flower shop which was just beside the shop from which they came out.

"How beautifully they have designed this rose bouquet" Anwar said and Maryam nodded with a smile.

"Yes it's beautiful" She muttered while stepping towards the shop in which her children were busy in shopping

"Maryam you must be the only woman in this world who don't like red colour and rose." Anwar said and Maryam smiled which was a fake one.

"Is this my age to wear red colour? In few months I'll become mother-in-law. will it look good that daughter-in-law and mother-in-law both will wear that bright colours" Maryam said with a half smile. Her age wasn't much she was only 41 and still looks young.

"By the way, your age isn't this much that you can't wear bright colours, but you never wear red colour clothes. I still remember when I bring that red suit for you on our Second anniversary, you never wear that..." Anwar said and Maryam looked at Anwar.

"You still remembered that?" Maryam asked and he nodded and Maryam remembered the night when first and last time Anwar left his unexpressive nature.

Anwar entered in the room with a small smile and found his wife making Bilal sleep, other two children were also sleeping beside her on the bed. Sitting beside her he pecked her forehead giving her a big shock on his unexpected behaviour, but she smiled very next moment. Anwar drew out a bunch of red roses which he brought for his wife along with a red coloured suit.

"It's for you" He said with a love filled gaze before again pecking her forehead then stepped towards the bathroom to freshen up. But Maryam's hands were literally shivering, as if it was impossible for her to handle the weight of her husband's gifts.

She looked at the roses and remembered how Aatish use to call her rose and when she looked at the suit she remembered that Aatish love to saw her in red colour. She throw the suit on the other side of bed with painful feelings in her heart and throw the flowers on front wall, many petals spread around the room... Anwar stepped out from the washroom and become angry when saw his wife crying hiding her face in her palms and his gifts were laying in the floor. He was coming to confess his love but he felt that Maryam was crying because of her marriage with Anwar as he was very elder than her as well as his family didn't treat her in good way.... Anwar thought that Maryam wasn't happy with him and she was regretting for her life with Anwar, he didn't said anything to Maryam but lay down on bed without confessing his feelings. That night Anwar gathered his courage with difficulty to talk to his wife but the condition of the gifts made him stop to do so. After that Anwar never think to express his love as somewhere he also felt hurt. After some days Maryam apologies for her deed and made an excuse that she don't like red color and roses.

"Maryam" placing his hand on her shoulder Anwar said and she came out from her trance

"Ji"

(yes)

"Where are you lost? Let's go and check what they three are buying in that shop?" Anwar said and Maryam nodded.

"Yeah" muttering that Maryam stepped towards the shop where Shifa was going to step out from the shop but stopped by the call of shopkeeper.

"Beta you forget your phone" Shifa turned to saw and found her mobile laying in the counter. She literally smack her forehead.

"Bhaiii... Really papa would kill me if I lost it" saying that Shifa scoot towards the counter and picked that mobile.

"Thank so much uncle" Shifa said happily

"Will your papa scold you so much?" the shopkeeper asked and Shifa smiled.

"Yeah... Because I already lost three mobiles in last three years" Shifa said with a hesitation filled laugh and Bilal giggled

"Uncle is your Shifa also have this talent or only we have an extraordinary piece with us" Bilal asked in his mischievous way and Shifa glared him.

"Shut up Billu" slapping his head Shifa said and Bilal huffed.

"Stop it you both and let's go, mummy papa must be waiting" Hamdan said while placing back his mobile in his pocket.

At the same time Anwar entered in the shop.

"If you have done with your shopping then let's go" Anwar said and Three of them nodded but suddenly Anwar's gaze went to a small showpiece.

"show me that" pointing out towards the showpiece he said to shopkeeper but the shopkeeper was busy gazing his wife. When Anwar detected his gaze on Maryam he felt angry before doing anything he glanced at Maryam who was also watching that shopkeeper without blinking. Anwar was shocked on the scene when both of them were gazing each other, without blinking and suddenly two tears rolled down from Maryam's eyes. she was the first who broke the eye contact, taking long steps towards Shifa she held her wrist.

"Shifa Chalo yahan se (let's go from here)" mumbling that Maryam dragged Shifa by her wrist. Anwar, Shifa, Hamdan and Bilal were confused on Maryam's behaviour. she had took just two steps towards the exit, but suddenly.

"Rose... Rose.. Ruko (Wait...)" the shopkeeper who was no one else but Aatish said while taking steps towards Maryam who was going towards the exit dragging Shifa with herself. But her feet were rooted by floor when she listened 'Rose' after 22 years. Hamdan and Bilal were confused, Anwar felt his blood boiling when listened endearment for his wife. Maryam managed to take a step further but she was stopped when Shifa's wrist was catched by her biological father.

"Yeh meri Shifa hai?!"

(is this my Shifa)

Even after knowing the answer Aatish asked but did wait for the answer Shifa was also shocked. Maryam was in mixed emotions. She left shifa's wrist or its better to say that Maryam didn't find energy in herself to helt the weight of Shifa's wrist.

"Rose... Meri beti itni badi ho gai..." saying that Aatish cupped shifa's face with both hands and kissed her forehead before embracing her. Aatish was crying and Shifa was trying to think something, but her mind was numb.

"Shifaaa beta I'm your papa... I missed you beta... I missed you with my every single breath... You are my daughter, my own blood and flesh..." Aatish was saying everything and everyone was stopped on their spot as if the time was stopped. Anwar wanted to pulled Shifa off from Aatish's embrace but he stopped himself because Aatish was the father of Shifa, Anwar didn't had right to separate a father from His daughter, but he was determined that If Aatish came towards Maryam then he won't left him alive because only Anwar had right over his Maryam no one else. His hair were started turning white but he still had so much power and rage in his frame that he could fought against anyone for his wife.

Maryam trying to think something but her brain wasn't working as that was busy in recalling each and every moment which she spent with Aatish... There was a storm of memories inside her many were bitter but few were sweet memories too...

Hamdan and Bilal were shocked... Hamdan knew that Shifa wasn't her real sister, but he didn't had any idea about Maryam's past. But Bilal was more shocked because he witnessed a man calling his mother as 'Rose' and very next moment the same man introduced himself as his elder sister's father....

But no one knows what Shifa was feeling.... Aatish break the hug and kissed shifa's forehead.

"Mera bachcha... You look like your phuppo and papa..."

SHIFA'S POV:

I was standing like a dummy as if I was free of every emotion.

"Mera bachcha... You look like your phuppo and papa..." My father said that with tearfilled eyes and again embraced me. First time ever I was feeling the love of a father, I never expected anything like that, I always wanted to meet my father and ask him that why he did that with me and my mumma but when that man was standing in front of me I was feeling broken.

"Aa... Aatish leave her" I listened mummy's voice and she was crying

"She is my daughter, my Shifa..." He mumbled and I felt wetness in my eyes.

"I was dying to meet you beta... I saw you last time when you were very small..." He said and break the hug. He was crying.

"Stop this nonsense.... Leave her" papa roared and grabbed my wrist.

"Hamdan, Bilal let's go from here" Papa said while wrapping his arm around mumma's shoulder.

"No... You can't take her like this... She is my daughter, not yours" That man shouted on Papa and grabbed my wrist.

"Shifa beta you are my daughter.... I'm your father beta... I cried many nights just to meet you once and today you are here beta" He again embraced me and kissed my forehead that time I looked at him properly. That's true my eyes and cheeks resembles him.

"Betaaa.. I want to give you love which you deserve" He said and I felt pang in my heart, my eyes dropped some tears. And he wiped my tears.

"Don't try mera Betaaa" He said so much lovingly and caressed my head.

"Aatish she is my daughter, don't spoil my life more... You are nothing for us" Mummy shouted on him and dragged me by my wrist, papa also followed us along with my brothers

"Wait mumma..." I stopped to take step.

"Shifa let's go from here" Papa said strictly and I freed my hand stepped towards my original father. Mummy tried to stop me many times but I didn't listen to her

"My daughter" He opened his arms for me and I made myself stand in front of him.

"Shifa beta you don't know anything, don't listen to him, listen to me... You are my and your papa's daughter not his." Mummy said while holding my arm but my biological father embraced me again.

"Yeh meri beti hai... Meri Shifa... (she is my daughter, my Shifa)." I was done by then...

"Nahi hu main aapki betiiii" pushing him back I shouted on him.

(I'm not your daughter)

"Shifa... This man is your step father, I'm your...."

"Shut up Aatish.." Mummy shouted..

"I know he is my stepfather, I know I'm not his real daughter." I shouted from the top of my lungs and everyone looked at me with shocked expression

"You wanna give me love of a father?" I asked and he nodded with a smile.

"Who are you for me?" I asked while wiping my tears which were not stopping to come again and again.

"Beta I'm your father!"

"If you love me so much then why did you when you divorced my mumma? I was your daughter at that time or not?" I shouted on him but I was still crying.

"Shifaaaa...." I listened mummy's whisper

"Do you have any idea what I felt when every girl is been loved by her father... I craved for your love... You never think about me. I'm not your daughter" I said with rage and jerked his hands from which he was cupping my face.

"I'm sorry beta" He cried

"I'm not your beta... I'm Shifa Anwar... Not Shifa Aatish... You didn't had guts to give me your name then how can you call me beta? You throw me out of your life along with my mother... And now you are showing your love."

''Shifa I'm sorry, forgive your papa" He joined his hands in front of me and I took steps towards my papa.

"He is my papa... Not you, he is better than you, at least he has guts to raise his stepdaughter unlike you who left his real daughter and legally married wife just because of his own selfishness and comfort. He could throw me out from his life but he gave me his name and till now he never informed me that he isn't my biological father." I asseverate in front of the man who was claiming me as a daughter.

"Shifa beta I don't have anyone in this world except you.. Don't say like this. You are my daughter beta... Please..." He was begging in front of me for a moment I felt pity for him. But suddenly I listened a loud sob which left from my mummy's mouth. I turned to saw her. She turned her face to other side to hide her crying but she was crying with hiccups.

"Rose I'm sorry please" He stepped towards mumma but suddenly.

"Don't you dare to call this to my wife..." papa shouted on him loudly and wrapped his arm around mummy's shoulder, she was crying with hiccups resting her head on papa's chest.

"Please take me away from here" Mummy mumbled in between her sobs and papa nodded, he raised his palm in front of me to held his hand and I stepped towards him with a smile on my face but my eyes left some tears, but my wrist was catched by him.

"Shifa... Beta.. Please... Don't leave me.. Please betaaa... I promise I will do everything to make you happy. I promise beta... I will do my best.. I will do whatever you'll say, I'll give you everything you need but pleaseee... Give a chance to me... Don't leave me like this beta... I don't have anyone" He pleaded in front of me while holding my both hands and kissed the back of my palms lovingly.

"Aatishh... Yeh meri beti hai.." (she is my daughter) Mummy shouted on him.

"Ro.. Maryam you have your son too... Please leave Shifa with me...., beta I don't have anyone except you" He said the first part to mummy and last part to me.

MARYAM'S POV:

I was listening everything silently but when Aatish said me to leave Shifa with his at that time I wanted to kill him.. How he even think to do so?? I sniffed and he was caressing my head regularly with one hand and other was embracing me but I made myself free his grip and wiped my tears.

"Aatish.. Have you forget I also pleaded in front of you in the same way... I.. I joined my hands in front of you... I even held your feet.." I questioned in front of him!

"Forgive me... I didn't wrong... Leave my daughter with me... Please... Maryam please.." I said while holding Shifa's hand.

"Aatish this is the same Shifa whom you didn't even took in your arms... When I came to you with Shifa" I couldn't control myself to sob and he held my from my shoulder. "Shi.. Shifa was only 4 days old at that time Aatish... And what did you do? You.. Di.. Divorce me when your father said to do so."

"Forgive me..., but left Shifa with, I'll do everything for her." He pleased in front of me and I remember my time.

"I use came to your room every night for begging in front of you to think about our unborn child... I also pleaded in front of you Aatish... Have you forget? I also join my hands in front of you, I also promise you that I... I'll never ask for anything... I was ready to live with you even in starving condition just because of Shifa, but what did you do at that time? And how can you even think to take Shifa with you?" I shouted on him but I was crying with hiccups.

"Maryam you don't have any idea what I have faced after divorcing you!" Aatish said and I closed my eyes.

"I don't want to know about you." saying that I gestured Hamdan and Bilal to come and he held shifa's hand

"She is Anwar's daughter... Not yours..." Aatish was looking shocked on what he said

"Papa..." Shifa mumbled with tearfilled eyes and he gave her a side hug..

"You are my daughter, only mine... You are my pride, my Shifa" Shifa hugged him and cried out loudly, my daughter was listening love filled words from her stepfather for the first time in her life. He placed right hand on my shoulder and grabbed shifa's hand with other hand.

"Papa" She muttered before going out from the shop. And we all looked at her.

"Hmm"

"I want to talk to him.." She said and I shook my head immediately

"No Shifa.. You don't have to.." I said

"Go" He gave permission to Shifa and I shook my head.

"She have all the right to question him!! He is her father I can't force a daughter stop her to talk to her father

" Papa I'm only your daughter.. You are my papa, that man isn't but I just wanna talk to him for once" he (Anwar) nodded while caressing her head.

"What happened with you after divorcing mumma? And what happened with your brother?" Shifa asked and I was confused that how she knew everything?!

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I don't know what I have write in this part, so bear This

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Ryt now I'm very sleepy...

Ttyl

Allah Hafiz

_Naaz Jamal