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Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

If you had only written me on your heart

Before the interference of fate,

Then this passion would have become colourful

Before every picture was set in stone,

Only I know how you broke this heart...

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Third person's POV :-

Not even stabbing of a knife give you the pain than what Shahzaib has feeling right now, walking through the cold streets of Dublin, he gazed at the far creations his creator blessed this world with. His brows knitted together as he remembered the last words of his wife, whom he thought is started developing feelings for.

'You can't..love me.' And than she fainted.

Heart wrenching memories flooded through his mind when he sat on a wooden bench near the cold stream.

~Flashback~

He got conscious of what act he pulled, looking at the pale form of his wife. His eyes moisten but jaw clenched at her statement, gathering her in his arm, he walk towards their king size bed and placed her gently on it.

"Baccha, open your eyes." He said, patting her flushed cheeks but she didn't respond.

He tried Again and again yet no response. He quickly stood up, taking out his phone and dialing Dr. Amelia's number with trembling hands.

Soon Dr. Amelia arrived with the familiar nurse, she checked shahnoor for half an hour and finally announced that she went through a small stroke . This made his heart dropped, his hands fisted to his sides as he look at the unconscious form of his wife. She is making him feeling ill to his heart, along with her's his heart has also diseased. And the only question is that, Will he be able to find the cure for both hearts?

~End of Flashback~

Sighing in defeat, he closed his eyes but suddenly her reddened face came like a storm infront of him and he opened his eyes.

'I messed up everything..' He thought standing up with tired form and walking towards the near mosque where he always go for praying and even sometimes for giving azaan. He mostly invest in it so.

"Arey! Shahzaib bhai came! Assalamu alaikum bhai (brother)." Zaman, the young caretaker of the mosque exclaimed at the arrival of Shahzaib and other boys and molvis (scholars in islam) came out.

"Assalamu alaikum beta." The elder mufti sahab hugged him, shahzaib did the same but with saddened smile.

Than everyone hugged him one by one with bright smile on their face, they are the boys shahzaib helped when they were abondoned. There are even some boys who converted to islam but their family didn't accept them, so they got to knew about this mosque in which shahzaib invested unlimitedly for their education and living. Most of the boys learn here and went after a period of completing their study than started their own life. That's why he is loved by each and everyone here.

They went inside the grand hall where the namaz and kutbah (Islamic lessons/seminar) were held. Shahzaib sat down on the comfy carpet near Mufti sahab instead of chair, its his habit. He doesn't want to showoff of what he did, he is doing it for the sake of his creator..Allah. mufti sahab pleasantly Look at him, putting his right hand on shahzaib's head. Shahzaib weakly smiled at him.

"What happened? You look stressed." Mufti sahab said.

"Nothing." Shahzaib said playing with the watch, shahnoor gifted him this morning.

"You are strong man shahzaib, my child but still you are a human being. There are times you will feel down and there's nothing shameful on showing your distress." Mufti sahab said in his soft tone, the one he is most recognised for.

Zaman came with a tray of dates, Gajar ka halwa (carrot sweet) and chai (tea) that is made for iftari today and placed it infront of Shahzaib. Shahzaib smiled at the young man always working hard whenever he sees him, he reminds him of his struggled childhood. Zaman left with a smile.

"I was thinking.." shahzaib started, looking at the far end of the hall.

"Did I really do something so wrong that I don't deserve any..love?" He asked not knowing about his words.

"My son, everyone is loved and hated in this world. If one will be only Loved and another only be hated than wouldn't there be a conflict about the inequality." Mufti sahab said with a smile as he gave the cup of tea to shahzaib.

"But baba, I don't remember when was last I had been loved." Shahzaib said as he gaze in his tea cup.

"That means you will be loved truly, good one will be tested with the hate of this World. One day you will taste the fruits for which you suffered today. Just be patient." Mufti sahab said, patting his arm lightly.

"Baba, there's something inside me. Its developing I know but...it scares me the way it progresses.. my wife.." Shahzaib trailed as he remember her beautiful innocent face, his eyes moisten and he closed them. Tears after tears flowed through his cheeks.

"She betrayed me.." He whispered.

"Are you talking about the little girl you brought on the day of your walima feast?" Mufti sahab asked.

"Yes." Shahzaib replied.

"Shahzaib, you may think I am taking her side but trust me she is pure hearted girl as per what I have witnessed about her personality. Never be this fast to take your decision, make sure to what you are accusing her for. Remember, Allah has given the woman higher place in islam and if you by any chance broke her heart or unjusted with her than you may accounted for her pain on the day of judgement." Mufti sahab's word made shahzaib hold onto his cup tightly.

"On that day, each person will be standing in front of the Al-Jalali (The majesty). Some will be blessed to stand under the shadow of his throne but some have to face the wrath of the burning sun. It won't be soon for the accounts to be start but it will take days and days until Our Prophet Muhammad (SAW) will request Allah to start it than it would start. Your book of deeds will be measured in the weighing scale of the All mighty, which doesn't unjust in making decisions. But it will be done after One question that will be asked to both man and woman, do you know what it is?" Mufti sahab said, looking at shahzaib's sweating forehead as he nodded.

"How did you treat your companion?" Shahzaib answered.

"That's right, but do you know why it will be asked first?" Mufti sahab asked, Shahzaib gulped looking down.

"Because it was the first relationship that was made on this earth, Our Baba (Father) Adam was married to Amma (Mother) Hawa." He said as a lone tear fall down his eyes.

"You know about it all than how can you act like a person without knowledge?" Mufti sahab said with a hint of disappointment.

"My son, let me tell you that Our Mohammad (SAW) married to 13 wives but he didn't discriminate between any. I can swear you he didn't marry anyone out of his liking or consent but Allah's order is what for him everything. Allah made him marry different women, so that he can show us that how should one behave with his companion even if they are with full of flaws. Most of his wives were widows, some are rich but most poor, some beautiful but some average, there are younger to same to elder one but Our prophet Muhammad (SAW) didn't discriminated between any of them, they were equally loved by him. Ayesha (R.A) was the youngest of all, he loved her and nourished her by his love. Khadija (R.A) was his first wife, he married her at the age of 25 and she was 40 at that time, she was from a rich khalif's family of that period but she left it all behind and came to Our prophet. She took care of him like a mother, listened to his worries like a sister, supported him financially like a father and believed in him like a wife. She was one of the Four most High status women of Islam who will lead the women's Jamat (group) in jannah (Paradise). Allah blessed her with prophet Muhammad (SAW)'s all children except Ibrahim. When she left the World before our prophet, he can't take it and cried for her every night. One day he found her necklace and mourn clutching it to his heart, Ayesha (R.A) asked why he was this sad? so he replied saying 'She believed in me when No one did.' there were times he used to remember her and on asking why often? So he replies 'I was nourished in her love.' Let me tell you the familiar case which related to your wife, Ayesha (R.A) was Accused of having forbidden relation with one of kufr and enemy of our prophet Muhammad (SAW), The rumours spread like fire in the town but it didn't even bothered our prophet and he said I trust her cause trust is what our relationship is built on. Than to seal the badmouth of the people, Allah has sent down the special Ayah (verse) of the Qur'an to proof her innocence. Our prophet took last breath while resting his head on Ayesha (R.A)'s chest. When our prophet Muhammad (SAW) came back after meeting with Allah than he look at his wife Ayesha with a smile, She asked him what happened? He said he will be gone soon from this earth, this made her heart dropped and she asked why it is making him happy? So he replied 'Ayesha, from the moment I knew that you are going to be my wife in Jannah than taste of death has became sweetened to me.' Pharaoh the cruel king had a Wife named Aasiya, when she converted to Islam and Pharoah asked her to believe in him as the only god but she declined to do so than he (Pharoah) decided to strip her infront of whole kingdom and scourge her with a whip until she dies, he wanted to calm his nafs with such disgusting act but Allah is All merciful and compassionate to his believers before Pharoah could ashame Asiya infront of the dogs (relating to disgusting personality of men) Allah ordered Malakul Mout (The Angel of death) to take her soul with no pain and Malakul Mout did so. Pharaoh screamed in frustration as he wanted to ashame her and make her die that would have bring coolness to his dirty eyes but No Allah had his own plan. Now Asiya is one of the four leading women with the higher status in islam." Mufti sahab's kutbah send shivers to shahzaib's body, goosebumps appeared.

"My child, I can tell you many one of the examples which Our prophets left behind for us to understand the status of a woman in Islam, She is a Queen and a treasure. Allah has blessed us her in many forms, A mother, A sister, A wife, A daughter and So on. You should be careful before accusing her naive and pious Character. Once she would be broken than it will take years to collect her back or maybe she won't ever be back to herself. Love her, Cherish her as she wants it only from you. Not every person is all lucky to be fulfilled of their desire by their parents, So they seek those desires to be fulfilled by their companion. If you love her than show her, I can only advise you one thing that our prophet Muhammad (SAW) advised us before departing from this World, With sad tone and tearful eyes he said 'Take care of Our woman.' and he repeated it thrice." Mufti sahab said with glossy eyes, That's all Shahzaib needs to understand.

That's right, he can't just take the decision. He needs to talk to her, ask her why she did that? What was the reasons behind her lies? And this time he will ask with calmness.

'And will it be like this forever?' Her question from this evening ranged in his ear.

Why must she asked that question if she were to betray him? His face frown as he went into deep thinking.

'Its not what you think.' The words of explanation she said when he asked her.

Mufti sahab placed his hand on shahzaib's shoulder, making him come out of the thoughts.

"Don't think too much, just go and try to find out the reality than what has be folded infront of you." Mufti sahab said with a pleasant smile.

Shahzaib took his hand his, caring in a way a son should to his father than kissing it lightly as mufti sahab gave him his blessings by putting his hand on his head again.

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Shahzaib went in his room, shahnoor is still unconscious. He sat near her, looking at her pale face that was happy hours ago. An IV is attached on her right hand and some tubes on her chest under the loose t-shirt of his she wore. The monitor beeping with the rose of her heartbeats, showing its stability. He is all silently watching his wife, than his gaze fall on her pale lips. He kissed her, a sad smile took its place on his lips.

'Our first kiss.' He thought as his hand itched to touch them but he controlled not wanting to disturb her sleep.

Never he thought that it would be like this, he would be possessing over her like a mad man. His desires to that, making fun of his being.

Beep! Beep!

His phone chimed, indicating of a messages arrival. He took out his cell, looking at the message from an unknown number. With a frown, he opened it and saw it is an audio message. He than clicked on the play button.

"Assalamu alaikum *Chuckle* I know you won't greet on my salam but trust me it is for real this time," Its Abu Daud's voice, making shahzaib clenched his jaw.

'Now what does he want?' He thought with anger.

"Please I request you not to stop this audio, listen to me once and than take your Decision. *Silence for a moment* You know shahzaib, no one would be more happy than me if you will leave noor or divorce her. I am saying with honest feelings so that you won't think that this is my game, by the lord of two worlds I witnessed and guarantee you the pious Character of your wife Shahnoor.. Shahzaib mirza." This statement of Abu daud, raced the Heartbeats of Shahzaib and not forgetting to notice the mention of his wife's name with him.

"She was pure when I met her, She is still the same and I can swear on that. She didn't betray you nor she can think of doing it but sadly all she can think about is you. Shahzaib, it hurts to say out but all she talk about is you..Jab aaj main usseymila toh mene dil hi dil mein khwaish ki ke aaj wo tumhare bare mein koi baat naa kare per aaj bhi uske lafzon mein tum hi tum teh (When I met her today, I wished in my heart that she will not talk about you but even today all her words were about you) *chuckle with sadness* uske masum chehre ko dekhkar mere tootey hue dil mein khayaal aaya ki wo pure roze rakhne wali mera dil na rakh saki..(Looking at her innocent face, a thought came to my heart that is she kept every fast but wasn't able to keep my heart.) *Laughing* She even told me you had back pain last night because you are working hard these days. *Silence again* Shahzaib I first saw her in a picture and she ignited an unknown fire within me. I thought I was only lusting over her as I did on many girls in my past but.. It was all wrong, I was wrong. Everything changed when I met her, tricking her by introducing myself as your close friend. Although, she is smart not to believe me yet she is innocent and I.. somehow gain her trust, not telling her the truth about me and my work. She changed me and my lifestyle with just some meetings, soon I became the daud which only she knew and I started loving her. Instead of taking advantage of her, I desired to marry her. I confessed to her but she asked for time..I gave her time and she replied telling me she will marry me but I need to give her time to love me. I agreed on that as well, my love for her grew day by day..she...she was like a light to my darkness. I started living life with wholeheartedly without getting lonely. I was so happy when I was about to take this marriage proposal to her parents but that day I got to know you took her unwilling with you before I could have done anything to save her..*Taking deep breath* you told me you married her. It wasn't me shahzaib with bad thoughts, it wasn't me who is trying to take her away but it was you who snatched her from me. I wanted to kill you and claim her, that was my motive on the day I called you but than she called me and instead of coming for me she pleaded to leave you harmless, she..pleaded..to not to kill you..I was..taken a back..but she made me understand you were broken.. My time was going worse without her but she left a gift for me behind, my Imaan which she rosed in me. I thought I will be better even if I got to be her friend, to only get a glance of her's will be enough for my living but.. my worst past disclosed infront of her. She loathed me and my sight, but..I.. can't afford to loose her.. she is gem...the stupid one would loose...I didn't give up...and asked for her forgiveness..days of my hardwork..she finally forgive me and befriended me. I am so happy to be with her...there was nothing you imagined us as...it was a pure relation in which she only took me close to my lord..She is innocent Shahzaib..I am not interested in explaining you anything but I worry about her, she.. just thinks of you when I think of her..And..idiot why do you trouble her when taking your medicines?..you better take care of her as I will surely kill you if you hurt her.' Shahzaib didn't knew that there is a small smile dancing on his lips before he look at his reflection in the marble wall behind the bed.

'I am leaving tomorrow for Turkey..I am about to start restaurant business all over the world, I know you are not interested in my business but I am trying to say is that I am leaving so you may get a proof that there's nothing between me and her like you think. I will be back after 1 month and noor knows it, I wanted to meet her before going but You won't allow and she won't cross the limits you put for her. Take care of her, Allah Hafiz.' And than the audio stopped.

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Abu daud placed the phone on the desk and look out of the huge window as tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Aur phir Maine Ro kar fariyad ki, Ya Rab.. ussey mere dil se nikal de. (And than I pleaded while crying, Oh Allah please remove her from my heart.)" He whispered, looking upon the heavens which were pouring snow.

Little did he know that the love of his life will bring cure to his wound.

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"Would you believe now?" Mr. Raees said, shahzaib turn around to see his uncle standing while his hands rested in his khaki pants.

"Uncle.." He said, standing up and walking upto him not before glancing at his wife and tugging the duvet on her chest.

"Let's go out and talk." Mr. Raees said as he exhale.

Shahzaib nodded and followed him out. Soon they were walking through the hallway as an uncomfortable silence remain in the air before Mr. Raees thought to make his son like man walking behind him understand the situation of life he is going through.

"Shahzaib you know... What kind of personality your father was?" Mr. Raees asked, shahzaib's brow knit together as he thought why his uncle suddenly bring up his father's topic.

"He is a kind person." Shahzaib said.