After feeling each other's love, care and support we detached.

"Let's go."Mumma said holding my palm.

I smiled at her and nodded.

Baba held my other other palm and we headed outside the hospital towards the parking lot.

There was a driver holding a door open of the back side of the car.

This isn't baba's car.

Maybe he borrowed it.

Mumma slid and then me and Baba.

I was sitting between them.

And drove away.

I was so much indulge in my thoughts that I didn't realise we approached unless and untill the jerk brought me back in present.

I looked at Mumma and Baba.

Baba slid out first.I followed him.

But the place took me off guard.

"This isn't our home?" I asked looking at Baba.

"Why are we here?". I asked again still looking at him.

"Gudiya(doll), we brought you up in rational and sensible way and I hope you do not displease us and make us feel shame. Will you dear?" Baba said caressing my head.

I can't even think of making them feel shame because of me. Instead I would do everything to make them feel proud.

" Baba, Mumma I will never let you down."I said with determination.

" That's like my baby girl." Baba said in a childish voice patting my cheek.

" So, my brave child you know that everyone deserve forgiveness. Your Nana (maternal grandfather) has suffered a lot. Don't make that old soul suffer anymore." This time Mumma said as if asking for promise.

I nodded at her and she smiled at me.

Both Mumma and Baba this time pushed me ahead of them and they walked behind me.

I reached the haweli's big oak door in daze.

The door opened and I was showered in rose petals.

I looked down.

There was written a big welcome on the floor with rose petals.

I slowly lifted my gaze.

My gaze fell on my real mother's father.

He was looking at me in daze.

I stayed there rooted.

He moved towards me with slow steps.

On reaching me he suddenly engulfed me in a tight hug.

"Haya, my Haya. Ah, you know how much I missed you. I'm sorry dear for not being good father. I'm sorry dear for not being able to protect you. I'm sorry my child." He was crying and addressing me as Haya.

I tried to move away but he didn't let me.

He was hellucinating me as my real mother.

"Haya, my child, my princess...... why did you left me all alone? Why you never complained me about your pain?" He was continuesly crying.

My heart melted seeing him in this condition.

He really suffered a lot.

He deserves forgiveness.

I tried to move again but couldn't. He held me more tightly fearing as if I will disappear if he would let me go.

All the servants surrounding were also crying seeing him so broken, I guess.

I remembered, when I first saw him. He appeared to be so intimidating and powerful.

And this intimidating man was crying over the loss which was destined to happen but his one decision had made him regret a lot.

Maybe he suffered more than he deserves.

He was constantly addressing me as Haya and crying.

I sighed

"Nana jaan, it's me Nayab." I don't know but it was involuntary action and I felt good calling him Nana jaan.

I felt him stiffening a little in the hug.

A while after he left me with a jerk. I stumbled back.

I looked at him surprised.

Doesn't he liked me calling him Nana jaan?

I was observing his changing features. It was like the realisation was hard for him to believe.

"What did you say?" I heard his unsure voice after good five minutes.

"Did you forgive me?" His second unsure question was in a row.

"There's nothing you have done with me to seek for my forgiveness." I told him the matter of fact which I realised after lot of pondering.

He had the right to choose potential life partner for his daughter. He never intentionally could put his daughter in hell.

It was my mother's fate to end up lile that. It is my fate to end up like this.

"Say it again....." His dazed voice snapped me out.

What he wanted to hear.

I looked at him with questioning gaze.

"Call me Nana jaan." He said with hopefully look.

"Nana jaan." As soon as the word left my mouth I was engulfed in a sudden tight warm hug.

I smiled with teary eyes and looked at my parents.

They mouthed"we are proud of you"and my smile broaden.

"Thank you so much my child." I heard his quivering voice.

"Chacha jaan let me hug her too." I was busy feeling my Nana jaan's love for me for the first time in my life when I heard this familiar voice.

I detached from Nana jaan and looked towards the source of voice.

There stood Amma smiling at me with teary eyes.

Does she know the truth?

Of course, if she is here it means she is very well aware of the truth.

Does she somehow related to Nana jaan because she addressed him as chacha jaan?

I was busy thinking so I didn't move.

I jerked back to present when I felt her caressing my cheek lovingly.

And she hugged me.

"So how are you my daughter in law cum my niece." She said detaching from the hug and cupped my cheeks.

Niece?!!!!

My ever so confused gaze fell on her.

Now, what it is to get disclosed.

"I'm Haya's cousin as well as his only brother's only wife." She answered me cheerfully.

"Oh....." Nothing came out of my mouth except

"You are not happy." She said looking sad now.

"No, no, no it's just that I am not so much surprised because a lot of revelation has occured. The reactions to all those revelation has drained me out."I said softly and her to console.

She smiled at me cheerfully now.

" Chacha jaan I think everyone should freshen up and we will have today's dinner exclusively prepared by one and only me."Amma chirped addressing nana jaan.

Nana jaan nodded smilingly.

"Yasmine, show Mr. And Mrs Farooqui their room."Amma ordered one of the servant standing there.

" Come let's go. "She held my arm and took me to the previous room I was assigned after being kidnapped.

"My sweet little darling, freshen up and rest a little after drinking the juice I will send for you. I will call you for dinner. "She said kissing my forehead.

I nodded.

If Amma is here then where is her son?

Maybe he isn't happy with me being his wife.

I shook my head to stop thinking anymore and exhaust my already exhausted mind.

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I looked up with my sleepy eyes to the person who was shaking me to wake up.

It was Amma.

"Get up darling, dinner is ready. Everyone is waiting for you." She cooed me while running her hand through my tangled hair.

I have long dark coffee coloured hair which sometime was very hard to maintain.

I sat up and nodded.

"Freshen up, I will take you with me because you don't know the way to dinning."She told me whilst pushing me towards the washroom.

When I reached the dinning passing through infinite corridor I sighed in relief.

But my relief was short lived because I was engulfed in a death grip.

" Assalam o Alaikum bhabhi jaan cum my cute cousin." I heard a very familiar voice.

It's zara

Before I could say anything she started to fill me with all the informations, still hugging me.

"You know I reached here more than an hour before and I was so desperate to meet you but Amma told me not to disturb you. You don't know how much it took out of me to listen Amma and not squeeze you like this." She said and squeezed me to prove her point.

Maybe she is filled up with everything, every truth while I was sleeping

"Zara, you are suffocating , move." I heard Amma scolding her.

She moved away and smiled at me sheepishly.

I smiled back at her.

Amma directed me to the chair.

I looked over the table.

Everyone was there.

My parents, Amma, Nana jaan, Zara and even that man whom I accused of my kidnapping was also there but he wasn't.

He could've at least meet me as a cousin.

I felt sadness creeping over my soul.

Everyone was seated and servants were serving.

I looked at my plate. It was piled with food but I didn't felt like eating.

I put the fork and spoon away because I always ate with my hand. It's a Sunnah.

"Nayab eat, why are you playing with your foods? "I heard Nana jaan and snapped out and started eating

" Haroon, when are you supposed to go to Canada for your business delegation. "Nana jaan asked.

But what did he just say?!! Haroon......... HAROON SAMAD KHAN.

" On 17th of this month. "

My head whipped towards the person answering.

Oh, my Allah!!!

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