Filmon ki Tarah| Completed ✔️

Chapter 1. (Meri Beti)| میری بیٹی

It was a normal Monday morning in Karachi, everyone was in a hurry to go to school, college or work while Mahjabeen was sleeping. She was peacefully laying on the bed enjoying the silence until she heard her father's voice.

"Abba soney dijiye zara, waise bhi ek ghante pehle uthkar mujhe thodi koi imtehaan likhna hai", Mahjabeen groaned half of her words not even making any sense due to her grogginess. But her father understood and replied.

"Tum imtehaan likho ya na likho, ek hi natija aana hai, anda"

"Abba aap toh teacher Nafeesa ki tarah sunaye nhi", She complaint sitting up pursing her lips as she looked at her father with a sad face.

" Beta tum firse kaise fail hogyi? Sifaarishen karke school mai dakhila hota hai college mai nhi", Waqas Ahmed taunted her with a smile. He wasn't really angry just a little disappointed, but he knew Mahjabeen had tried her best.

"Aapko bolti toh hu mai Abba meri shaadi kradey. Merese padhai nhi hoti", She requested hugging him as he gave her a bewildered look.

"Aur kisse shaadi karogi?" He asked her raising his eyebrows, she broke the hug and started giggling covering her face with her hand.

"Abhi usse maine pucha nhi", She said and went inside the blanket giggling as she thought about his expression when she proposed him.

"Ye sab toh theek hai beta, magar tumhari shaadi ki ijazzat leni hogi Khan Begum aur Anwar se", Waqas said sighing as she cleaned his glasses.

His precious daughter wasn't really his, she was someone else's but his heart accepted her completely as his. He loved Mahjabeen more than he could love his own daughter, only if she was his real daughter then he would have fulfilled her every wish. His hands were tied by the responsibility, Shahanwaz's words would repeat in his ears.

Mahjabeen ki parvarish kro magar yaad rakhna usko ek din yaha wapas aana hai

He had replied with a 'Ji' at that time feeling blessed with the child he always wanted. But their hold on Mahjabeen was getting tight and he knew soon they would take her away.

"Abba aap roye toh nhi, agli baar mai acche number laaongi kasam se", She said with teary eyes of hers, gazing at her innocent face he shook his head and wiped her tears.

" Nhi beta aapko jo karna hai aap karo", Waqas said and after kissing her temple he left hearing Mahjabeen squeal with excitement.

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It was past five, the couple were peacefully sipping their tea while thinking about their daughter's future.

"Mahjabeen ikdam Nadiya pe gayi hai, Waqas iske bholepan se mujhe khaauf aata hai humari beti ki mausimiyat ka koi bhi galat istemaal kar sakta", Anila shared in a worried tone, Waqas stared at her and massaged his forehead. He felt extremely guilty, he couldn't take one decision of her life without consulting Anwar.

"Tum kya us ladke se mili ho jisse ye mohabbat karti hai?" He asked her setting his cup down.

"Ji Haan, kaafi accha ladka hai, suljha hua hai aur Mahjabeen se behadd mohabbat karta hai", She replied easing on of his worries, if he was a decent boy then it would be easier for him to convince Anwar. He asked one of his colleague's do extensive research on that guy.

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"Mai aapka case nhi lad sakta maaf kryega", Waqas said as he closed the files, the case was quite popular because the victim was the minister's son.

"Waqas Sahab, I will pay you how much ever you want", The man insisted, but this wasn't the first case he declined.

"Ji maaf karyega magar I can't take the risk, mai aaj tak ek bhi case nhi haara hu", He denied and passed the file to the man. The man sighed heavily and turned to leave but a voice stopped him.