Same day evening time,
Murtasim was waiting for Naurez in his room, he heard a knock and asked him to come inside..
Naurez: Bhaijaan did you call me?
Murtasim: I want to ask you about your marriage..
Naurez was shocked by straight question but composing his posture he replied..
Naurez: nothing till now, as waiting for you and Naushad bhai to get married..
Murtasim: Hmm... Let haya get married first , so what you think about her ..
Naurez: yes may be you are right but we have to find someone from outside family as ( in laughing tone) noone from khandan can marry her.
Murtasim: ( looking angrily) she is cousin, respect her, never use this type of language about her, (clearing his throat ) I was thinking about your and haya's marriage..
This was shock for Naurez, he can never ever agree to this as he knows he can never handle her, he always liked Mariyam and wanted someone soft and polite as his life partner on the other hand , haya is rough and tough, he respects her attitude but cannot adjust with her, Naurez knew Murtasim will only marry Meerab, and now only he is left , haya also has other maternal cousin but , they are more afraid of her..
Naurez: NO bhai please, ask me anything to do, i will never get married, I will always provide my service to you but I can't marry haya..
Murtasim: What is problem with her..?
Naurez: really you are asking me this, should I list out the reasons that we are not compatible single percent..
Murtasim: shut up and don't be in hurry, I am giving night time to think and then decide, now leave..
Next morning,
Meerab enters kitchen , and was doing breakfast preparation, after everything done and setting table, she was waiting for everyone to come,
Maa begum: Mariyam and Haya from tomorrow help meerab in household chores, she doesn't say anything, it doesn't means that you all should take her granted.
Both of them nods ..
Murtasim: Maa begum I have made a decision
Everyone was attentive..
Murtasim continued: About Haya's marriage..
Haya was shocked and dropped spoon..
Anwar chacha : have you given thought about boy.
Murtasim: yes
Haya : but i am not ready yet..
Maa begum ( sternly) : Let khan complete don't interrupt..
Murtasim : Naurez and Haya ..
Anwar chacha : Let me ask Haya , after that we will decide
Murtasim: just remember she has to marry in khandan only..
Anwar chacha : yes I know and I also want your permission to bring Naushad back.
Murtasim: ( stiffened) ok..
After breakfast, anila was discussing with waqas in their room ..
Anila: Naurez doesn't like haya, even they are not in talking terms ..
Waqas: all decision of khandan are done by Murtasim, we can't object, whatever he will think will be good for family, we have to accept it..
Anila nods in agreement.
Meanwhile Naurez is buttering Meerab to convince Murtasim about not to get married to haya and rather than to Mariyam..
After so much nagging of Naurez finally meerab agrees to talk to Murtasim..
Meerab knocking studyroom where Murtasim is working..
Meerab : are you busy, I need to discuss with you something..
Murtasim smiles: never busy for you , come and sit..
Meerab : actually woh.. Naurez bhai doesn't want to get married to haya..
Murtasim: then to whom he wants to get married.
Meerab : looking into his eyes, noone ( she is afraid to take name of mariyam)
Murtasim: then let me decide, leave all this, I want coffee ..
Meerab : getting up and leaves to make coffee.
Meanwhile haya is thinking ways to get out of this marriage trouble, as she dont want to get married to anyone from khandan because she knows after that her dream to form NGO for women upliftment and empowerment can never be fulfilled ..
She has a friend Anas Malik, educated and can help her to accomplish her dream, from same college but he he belongs to family who are rival from generations...
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Doomed in love
RomanceTRUE love is not about being together physically, more than that it is I am always with you no matter what comes our way, It is about being protected and feel safe.. this is story of TRUE love , which is not affected by hardships coming their way...