Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

I'd fulfill this true love between us,

I'd called as your true lover

Just let your heart fall in love with me,

I will become peace of your heart

O sweetheart, let me live these moments

Let me speak a few words of love to you...

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~2 & half Months later~

Shahnoor's POV :-

"Farah zuber khan wald zuber hussain khan waliden Rehmat zuber khan, aapka nikah Abu Daud ghazi waliden mansoora ghazi se 50 Lakh meher, Ra-azzul waqt mukarrar kya jarraha hai, kiya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai? (Farah zuber khan daughter of Zuber hussain Khan and Rehmat zuber khan, your marriage is getting fixed with Abu daud ghazi son of mansoora ghazi with the concession of 50 lakh rupees as meher, do you accept this marriage?" Kazi sahab asked in thick voice to farah, who is sitting in beautiful white and golden attire.

We kept the nikah ceremony small, just our family and friends are invited. Zuber uncle booked this garden area which is decorated subtly with white flowers and roses. My family, friends, firoz bhai, akib & his family are all here except him. Also Jamila aunty couldn't make it here cause she is in iddah (I hesitantly asked him to come but he refused saying he had to go out of town for some business and yesterday he left for it. When I look at everyone, they all look at peace.

As it is said 'You will be so engaged in your routines that even the death of the loved one wouldn't make this life of yours to halt'. I still feel Raees uncle's absence in each moments of our life but he can't come back and we have to be patient. Although firoz bhai and he still frowns at the memories of uncle but they are strong enough to suppress it and for that I am somewhat thankful to Allah.

"Shahno, did you feed him?" Ammi asked, looking at tiny Ayan in my arms.

"Yes ammi, I just fed him before the nikaah." I said, looking at ayan and in return he opened his big eyes and gave me his toothless smile.

Ayan is the little happiness Allah has blessed farah with. He was born after a week of uncle's funeral. That time really became hectic for me as I have to balance between hospital, looking after farah and home, looking after Jamila aunty. But when I looked at ayan, every problem faded. He is my sister's son, I couldn't believe it until I holded him in my hands. We really got emotional at that time and what was more beautiful happened at that time when the doctor asked for his father but we couldn't answer than daud suddenly came and gave Ayan his name 'Ayan Abu daud ghazi'. I thanked Allah many times for this. Farah cried a lot when she heard about this, she thanked Allah by praying a lot of nafil salah.

"Farah appi is asking for shahno appi.." Arif came, I looked at him and nodded.

"You go to farah, I'll take care of ayan." Ammi said, almost taking ayan from me.

"No ammi, its okay. I'll take him with me and I am really comfortable in this dress but you are all wearing heavy dresses which will make ayan uncomfortable." I said, looking at ammi's heavy designed dress.

I wore a simple greyish blue dress with dark blue bangles and simple jewellery because I knew I have to take ayan. Also he gifted me this dress which makes it more special.

I walked towards farah and sat beside her with ayan still in my arms. Farah looks at me through her red veil, I smiled with reasurring expression. Her eyes move towards her baby in my arms, tears pooled her big doe eyes. Her left hand slowly touched ayan's face, making him squirm.

"Beti (daughter) do you accept this nikah?" Kazi sahab asked again.

Biting her lips, farah's eyes didn't move an inch from ayan's face.

"Qubool hai (I do)." She said, making my heart emotional.

Than kazi sahab asked two more times and she accepted, sealing her faith with righteous man.

Third person's POV :-

After dinner, everyone came to Mr. Zuber's house to bid farewell to farah from there. Abu daud is ready to leave with farah. The most memorable moments for everyone is how abu daud carried ayan all this time in his arms, engrossed in playing with him and kissing his tiny face constantly. The smile that can be seen on abu daud's face is genuine, everyone can feel it. Arif took Abu daud's pics with everyone especially with ayan and walked inside the room where farah is ready in her abaya to leave. Mrs. Rukhsar, Mrs. Rehmat and Shahnoor is in with farah, helping her with her bag and all those last moments touches.

"Appi...look at this." Arif said, showing farah the pictures of Abu daud and her son.

Farah's heart skip a beat when she saw the video of abu daud playing with ayan while laughing so naturally. It looks like that ayan is all that matters to abu daud in these moments. Tears flowed down farah's cheeks, a heart thanking Allah millions of time.

"Everything will fall in right place at its right time farah." Mrs. Rukhsar said, holding farah's arm.

Farah now looked at shahnoor, cupping her small sister's face with her left hand.

"I wanted to thank you for everything, for always being with me my sister. If it wasn't for your support than I would be spending my life being punished for the love that I thought is genuine but wasn't. Thank you for everything shahno and I am sorry for making you stay away from your husband all this times, I a-am..I...ah..ahh..I am..so..sorry.." Farah broke down at last and hugged her sister.

"I don't know what to say farah but I pray that Allah keeps you, ayan and your husband safe and happy always. He is the best partner for you farah, never leave him. Be patient with him and love him. He was alone all this time, so were you that's why Allah has destined you two together so that you can be eachother's everything. Please be happy." Shahnoor said, crying.

"Meri bacchiyan (my childs) may Allah bless you both sisters with lots of happiness and prosperity." Mrs. Rehmat said, putting her hands on both sister's head.

. . . . . . . . .

The ride from farah's house to Abu daud's home was filled with silence. Farah is high-strung, the jittery feelings aren't helping either. Now sitting alone in abu daud's room, she for the first time lifted her gaze to look around. The room is on second floor, with gray and dark blue walls. The curtains are of white satin fabric along with white net and dark blue satin fabric. The room is a square shaped big room with an attached bathroom to the left side and wardrobe in front of the bed. The king size square bed is decorated with white flowers and a canopy of flowers is design around it. What made farah smile is the big white baby cot with Little stuffed toys near their bed.

'But where is ayan?' Farah thought, concerned for her son.

Creak~

The sound of the door opening shifted farah's thought, her eyes caught by the datk brown orbs of abu daud. He stood there in his white sherwani with ayan in his arms.

He is looking breathtaking handsome, farah never got a chance to look at him this perfectly. She looked how ayan kept playing with his white shawl, how beautiful the scene before her eyes is. Her cheeks heat up, making her look down. She felt his steps coming towards her, stopping near the side of the bed. Abu daud settle himself in front of farah, slowly he give ayan to farah in that process their hands brushed against eachother's. Farah couldn't help but feel her heartbeat getting faster, gulping she quick took ayan closer to her chest.

"Assalamu alaikum.." Abu daud said in his masculine tone.

"..Walaikum assalam.." Farah said, in a low voice.

"Rehmat aunty wants to keep ayan with her at home but...I thought you must be concerned about him." Abu daud said, his eyes looking at ayan playing with his mother's raani haar (Queen long necklace) with happy face.

"I am grateful.." Farah said, looking at ayan's face.

It is as if they are trying to communicate through him without being uncomfortable.

"What?" Abu daud asked not getting her point.

"I..wanted to.. thank you for everything..for giving my son you-"

"He is my son as well just not yours." Abu daud cut off farah in between with a assertive statement.

Farah looked in his eyes with a little startled expression which made Abu daud realised that he went a little overboard. Closing his eyes, he regain his composure.

"I am sorry for being rude but he is my son as well and I didn't do any favour on you." Abu daud said, this time politely.

"Still my heart is grateful..for you." Farah said, pausing for a moment and whispering the last part but enough for abu daud to hear.

That words made an uneasy change in Abu daud's heart, he look down than moved his hands forward to hold ayan back. Farah slowly gave him ayan, her eyes never leaving his face. She sat there, gazing at him with eyes filled with tears.

'Alhamdulillah..Allah thank you so much for forgiving me for my past sins and rewarding me for my repentance.' Farah prayed in her heart.

"I didn't knew..I thought I would have to ask you for baby cot and all of ayan's things." Farah said, playing with the hem of her dupatta.

"Why would you? When his father knows how to take care of him." Abu daud said, making her heart once again skip its beat.

'his father..' Farah replayed the words in her mind.

"Should we pray?" Abu daud asked, farah nodded.

"If you want to change than do so, your bags are in the wardrobe." Abu daud said, seeing her struggling to stand with her dress.

"Is it okay with you?" She asked, nonchantly but realised soon what she said.

"Why would I mind?" He asked, forrowing his brows in confusion.

'Who wants their bride to change this early, he only talked to me about ayan and not even looked at me properly. But than also who am I to be praised for looks now? Nothing to him..' Farah thought, her heart saddened so is her eyes.

Than the thought clicked abu daud's mind, making him regret for his question. He saw farah standing up with dull expression, looking down she walked towards the wardrobe.

'Idiot abu daud, stop her. How can you be this stupid?' He blamed himself.

"Farah.." He called her, making her halt on her place.

Seeing she stopped, he carefully placed ayan in his cot and walked towards her. Farah didn't turned around, her mind is still processing her name that is been just called out.

'Whats so different about it?' She thought.

"I.. haven't seen you.. properly." This words from Abu daud's mouth made her breath labour, she clutched on her off white frock.

Abu daud took a deep breath before holding farah's left arm, slowly turning her around. The light of the moon fall on her face through the open window, in the dimlit room her face is glowing beautifully. She kept her eyes low, an unknown foreign shyness engulfed her being. Slowly abu daud slide his hand and hold her both hands in his. She is beautiful, there is no doubt.

"Before doing everything, I want to talk to you..I want to tell you about my past and who I was..I want to be honest with you as Allah has choosen you as my companion." He said, looking for her reaction.

"You don't have to..I already know.." She said, lifting her eyes towards his shocked ones.

"How?" He asked.

"Shahno told me the day you came with marriage proposal." Farah informed.

"And still you married me?" He asked.

"Whats wrong in marrying you? Isn't it a reward for me..I have been blessed with you.." She said, honestly.

"Fara-"

"I wanted to...live with you. To become a wife of the righteous man, I wanted to live this life walking on right path, Allah has given you to me in return of my repentance and prayers..I asked him for a righteous partner. Here you are..I don't know what you were in your past nor I want to know cause all I know is you are the ajr (reward) of my sabr (patience). I too was wrong in life, a sinner at that but Allah never leaved me alone, he forgived me and gave me a son and partner like you." Farah confessed all that is in her heart.

Shahnoor's POV :-

"Alhamdulillah everything went well." I said to him on call, applying nightcream on my hands.

"Hmm...are you okay? You sound so tired." He asked, concerned.

"Yes, just tired a lotttt." I said stretching the last word.

"Baccha you should rest for now..you are doing everything continuosly from last two months." He said, I nodded as if he is in front of me.

"Hello? Are you there?" He asked as I zoned out once more.

"I don't know..when will you come?" I asked, missing him terribly.

"Missing me?" He asked with a chuckle.

"No~ not at all... there's a ghost in our room who is missing Mr. Shahzaib Ahmed mirza and guess what that ghost isn't letting me sleep peacefully." I said, sarcastically on his stupid question.

"Ohh meri Jaan (My darling).." He said, laughing in his masculine tone which makes my inner swirl.

I closed the nightcream bottle and opened the cabinat to put it in.

"Don't laugh and co-" I stopped in mid of saying something when my eyes landed on the pads kept behind the towels.

'Did I got on my menses last month and the month before that?' A question rose in my mind.

"Baccha? What happened?" He asked, I blinked my eyes still looking at the stack of untouched pads.

"Whats the date today?" I asked, in a concern tone.

"12th of October but whats wrong? What happened?" He asked.

'12 of October? My menses should be started by 5th but why they didn't?' My heartbeats became faster.

"For God's sake baccha tell me what happened!" He almost shouted, making me scared.

"I don't know...I have to check." I said, absent minded.

"Check? What?" He asked, my cheeks heated up.

"I will tell you later." I said not knowing what to exactly say.

"Baccha you are making ne worry, tell me what happened?" He asked.

"I said na nothing happened, If anything happens you will be the first one to know." I said.

"Ya Allah this girl..." I heard him sighing, making me smile.

"Acha I am very tired, I will talk to you tomorrow. Allah Hafiz." I said in hurry.

"Okay okay but take care of yourself, also don't forget about tomorrow's chemotherapy." He reminded me.

After his call I can't stop thinking about it, like is it possible? Yeah why not? But maybe its a side-effect of chemotherapy. But if is true than what would be his reaction? Will he be happy?

"No doubt he will be a good no! Excellent father." I said with a grin.

"Ya Allah please make it true." I prayed.

. . . . . . . . . . .

"OH MERE ALLAH!" I squeal in shock yet happiness.

It's 10 am in the morning and in the afternoon I have to go for chemo but before that I wanted to be assured of the thought that came in my mind, I am so nervous from last night that I can't even sleep properly thinking about the possibilities and quickly I went to the Pharmacy near the mosque then bought this pregnancy kit. My eyes watered as I looked at the pregnancy kit results, its positive. Allah, you are best.

"Ohhh...what should I do first? Should I tell him? Or should I tell ammi? Or Jamila aunty? Oww...what should I do? Who should I tell first? This is..Ya Allah thank you.." A bright smile plastered on my face.

A feeling of excitement wobbling in my stomach, wave after wave of happiness running within my veins. I can't stop these tears of happiness.

. . . . . . . . . .

Firoz bhai came along with me to the hospital, after uncle leaved us he became more closer to me. He wants to check that everything is okay around our family time to time whether it is health or situation. He sat outside as I changed into hospital gown and settle on the bed.

"Ah..wait please." I stopped the nurse, she is about to put the IV.

"What happened ma'am?" She asked, concerned.

"A.. actually I wanted to talk to Dr. Amelia first." I said, I wanted to inform her about my pregnancy.

I am kind of worried what if this chemo medicines affect my baby. I don't want it.

"Okay, I'll call her." She said and left to call her.

Soon Dr. Amelia came in the room followed by the same nurse and also firoz bhai with an unreadable expression.

"Yes Mrs. Mirza, you called me?" Dr. Amelia asked.

"What happened shahno? Are you okay?" Firoz bhai asked, perturbed.

"Yeah I am okay but can you please leave I wanted to talk to dr. Amelia in alone?" I asked firoz bhai, politely.

He thought and nodded but left reluctantly. After he left, I look at Dr. Amelia with a smile.

"What happened Mrs. Mirza? Tell me." She asked.

"I am.. pregnant." I said with a happy face.

"Wh-what?" She asked, with furrowed brows.

"What happen? Isn't it a good news?" I aksed.

"No..I mean its a good news but are you sure?" She asked but she seems more anxious than happy.

"I didn't get on my periods for the last two months and this month also so I took a pregnancy test this morning and it is positive." I told her everything.

"Okay, you didn't gave her any dose yet right?" Dr. Amelia asked the nurse.

"Not yet doctor." The nurse said.

"Okay, do a blood test to check if it positive for sure and let me know. Also don't give her any medicines or dose until I tell you." She instructed the nurse.

"Okay ma'am." The nurse replied.

'Why is she behaving like this? Isn't it good for me to become a mother?'

Third person's POV :-