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Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

Do not know how my god tests me?...

'Tests too hard and don't let me lose also.. '

Gulzar words.

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~Recap~

I slowly opened my eyes to meet the one and only person whom I never wanted to see. His left arm was wrapped around my back and right one was holding my left arm. He was looking at me with concern?...

Shahnoor's POV:-

"Are you okay, baccha?" He asked as I got out of the trance. I immediately jerked his hands away from me.

"Shahnoor, are you okay?"Akib asked as I look at him, I wanted to hug him but I just nodded.

"Shahzaib beta, why did you book only one room for my farah and this girl?"Rehmat aunty said as hatred flowed in her tone. I look at farah but she didn't.

"Farah and Shahnoor will stay in one room."He replied to aunty in a commendable tone.

"But beta, she will not let my farah do this marriage peacefully. You know what she did down in hall."Rehmat aunty said.

"I know but all she is concerned for her sister, I don't feel bad or hurt by her words. She is a kid and you are her elder, aunty. So I guess you should not treat her like this instead of making her understand things." He replied looking in her eyes.

"Shahzaib, how can you take her side? While we are your-"Rehmat aunty was cut off by him saying,

"You are my family, I know and in that family shahnoor is a member too including her parents and brother as well. All of you are equal to me.I respect you as my mother-in-law and expect to find a real mother in you but as for shahnoor,"He look at me than removed his left hand from his pocket and putted on my head.

"She holds a special place after farah in my heart."He completed saying while smiling at me, I didn't knew what to say or do?

I just slowly removed his hand.

"I don't need any special place."I whispered slowly but enough for them to hear.

"See, how disrespectful she is! Shahzaib let her go back. She doesn't need to stay here."Rehmat aunty said and it broke my heart.

I whimpered at the humiliation.How can she be so rude?All I want is good future for farah.

"Baccha, you are getting late for asr salah.Go on third floor, there is a terrace you can offer your salah there." He said while putting my dupatta on my head properly as it slipped when aunty pushed me.

He always treat me like this, like a kid whenever we meet.Just like a father.And Allah knows this side of him makes me change my thoughts about him but than his work comes in my mind.

I didn't know what to say at that moment.I look towards aunty, she is fuming in anger as he ignored her.She is glaring at me as she will eat me.I look at farah and she nodded, signaling me to go for now.I look down and walked out of the room.

On the third floor, I got confused as there are many corridors.I don't know which one goes towards terrace. I saw a man and walk towards him.

"Excuse me?" I said and he look towards me.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Can you please tell me, Which way goes to terrace?" I asked.

"Oh, Take right from here and than the last door with flower print is the one for terrace."He said while motioning his hand towards the direction.

"Jazakallahu khair (May god reward you [with] goodness.) " I thanked him.

"Wa iyyakum ("And to you.")" He replied with a smile.

I walked towards the last door and opened it. As I walked in, I was shocked to see the view in front of me.The sky was dark blue colour just like ocean, it will be dark soon. Magnificent view! Terrace has marble floors which has off white color, there are small seats to sit on. From here you can see far end of the palace each and everything was mesmerizing here, I guess that's why he choose this place to show off his money power. I inhale sharp breath, my head hurts. I should pray.

I lay a piece of clothe as I don't know where janamaz (prayer mat) is. I started offering my salah, as I started my second rakat (unit of prayer) I heard the opening of door behind me, but I couldn't look back than someone walked in. My eyes were lowered down, so that's why I couldn't make out who it is but I was sure its a Male by the shadow that was coming on my front. He came and sit on sofa to my right.

I completed my salah and look at my right but as always the monster always chase to eat you, he was sitting on the small sofa in a very comfortable position. His legs were spread out and both of his elbows were resting on his knees, his fingers were tangled with each other while his chin rested on his hands. His face was calm or neutral and his eyes were closed.

"Did you completed your salah?" He asked still with close eyes.

"No." I almost whispered but enough for him to hear. But he didn't said anything after that.

I look at front and made my dua,

'Ya Allah, What happened today? And why did it happened? Please save my sister Allah. Allah, If this wedding is happening by the force of humans than please help my sister and if it is happening by the grace of your than please make him a good person for my sister farah. Please Allah, guide him on right path and make him love & respect my sister unconditionally.'

I pray silently and said,

"Ameen."

I folded the scarf and was about to walk out of here but his voice stopped me.

"You completed?" He said and opened his eyes.

"were you about to leave without talking to me?" He asked but I remain silent and continue to look away.

"Huh, taking advantage of my close eyes."He said with a little smile.

"Why should I care, If your eyes are open or close? I don't want to be near you." My words came out in a very negative form.

"I closed my eyes because you were praying, when a girl pray and If any non-mehram man's eyes keep looking at her than her salah don't get acceptance. Do you know that?" He said while raising an eyebrow.

I didn't knew about it, that means my salah isn't accepted!Ya Allah, please don't do this please accept my salah.

"Why are you here? Why did you ruined my salah?" I gritted my teeth and asked.

"Don't worry baccha, I already closed my eyes. So your salah isn't ruined." He said and I got a relief.

"here." He said and took out a dairy milk from his pocket forward.

I looked at it than him. What is he trying to do? Why is he being so nice? Well I know he was nice with us up till now but that won't erase the fact about his reality. Oh yeah, I remember something.

"I don't want it and we don't want your money that you send us, It's with my ammi. I'll give it back to you."I said in a harsh tone.

"No, It's yours now. I gave it to you for the shopping, haven't you bought anything yet?" He asked while gritting his teeth.

"No! I will not buy anything from your money. Its not even halal (Legal). Take it back."I said but he grabbed my arms and pulled me forward.

"Don't test my patience, why didn't you bought anything, huh?!"He asked.

"If it weren't you and someone else than also we won't accept such amount."I said getting scared a little.

He closed his eyes and release my arms. He took deep breath to control his anger than he turn towards the railing, he walked further and rested his hands on it.

"Baccha, I know you don't like me because you think I am not good enough for your sister and maybe I am not but believe me I really love her from the day I saw her." He said while getting space out.

His voice was deep and somewhat held sincerity.

"Leave her alone, back out from this marriage. If you love her."I said in neutral tone.

He turn around around and his eyes were hooded because of his hair, they held sadness. Sadness? Why this people are so much confusing? One time they are like a cold rock hearted persons who never feels a thing than the other time they are like.... Ya Allah! Ufffff...

"We need to talk, baccha." He said and motion me with his hand to come forward.

I didn't protest, maybe I can try one more time and save my sister. As I walked closer and stand in front of him.

"I will tell you something but promise me you won't say it to anyone." he said and put his hand forward just like we did last time in remand room.

"I promise." I said and placed my hand on his.

To be continued...