Realm of Love [Short Love Stories]

✵

✵ ════ ❃•❃ ════ ✵
𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓔𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓘𝓽 𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓘𝓯 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓗𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓘𝓽

T H I R D - P E R S O N

Isha's eyebrows knitted together with utter confusion. She questioned with a smile playing on her lips, "Who is she, Shahveer? Your friend?" Before Shahveer could answer her, a voice from behind intervened. Shaking the confidence of Isha as he interrupted, "She is my daughter, Isha."

Shahnawaz walked forward towards Sahar, keeping a hand in her back, filled with respect and love. "She is Myza's and my daughter, Sahar."

Just like Shahveer had said, the colour of her face drained looking at Sahar. Standing beside her father, Sahar looked just like Shahveer told earlier.

Powerful, Confident and just like a ball of blazing fire that could harm Isha.

Isha ganders at Sahar, flabbergasted. Not knowing how to react her face mutated to a chuckle saying, "Thank you for making me laugh after two decades, Nawaz."

Shahnawaz shook her head smiling as he took Sahar's hand, dragging her towards the empty couch. They sat down together in the maroon davenport. Sahar couldn't look at Isha. Her heart ached realising how much pain her mother Myza would have felt every time she looked at Isha but Myza never expressed enmity. Her heart was kind and forgiving but Sahar's was similar to Shahnawaz.

Arduous, mulish and benignant.

"It will be funny of you when you don't believe me," Shahnawaz smiled. "She is my daughter no matter you believe it or not."

Scared of the outcome, Jahangir and Zeenia passed a look at each other. Shahveer sat beside Sahar. A medium span of space between them. Isha laughed, "Are you serious, Nawaz? So you are believing anyone who claims herself as your daughter? What if she came here as bait? What if she is fooling your family as your daughter?"

"You are crossing the limit, Isha. You don't have to decide." Shahnawaz stated with a straight face.

"Where's Myza? After all these years, Where is she?" Isha asked rolling her eyes. She still didn't believe that Sahar is Shahnawaz's daughter. A moment of grief silence passed before Sahar answered, "She is dead."

Isha cast her eyes at Sahar. The sound of the fan hanging in the ceiling was the only thing that could be heard. Everyone eyed Isha, whereas Isha stared at Sahar's eyes. She felt scared for a split second. Scared of Akhirah when she faces Myza. What would she answer the almighty Allah (SWT) in the day of judgement?