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"Bimari mai adhmara chorke jane wale, Tabiyat nahi pucha karte", Haseena said with a blank face as She looked towards the person standing in front of her.

The person in front, bowed her head down and then looked up. She replied, "Akhir kab tak naraz rahegi Haseena? Maf karde yarr..".

Haseena chuckled shoving the few tears coming from her eyes away angrily She replied, "Kamal hai... Mafi bhi chahiye aur koshish toh choro intezar bhi nahi naragi ke jane ka? Typical things Shivani Pawar would do... Haina?".

Shivani exhaled deeply, She wasn't mad rather happy that even after years. Her best friend's witty replies were still the same. She asked, "Ammi kaha hai?". Haseena showed the direction pointing her finger to her right and the lady left without uttering a word.

Haseena got back to her work. She asked looking towards Rashi, "Shivani ko kisne bataya?".

Rashi bowed down her head knowing the tone of Haseena which wasn't sweet at all. She replied, "Jaha tak ham jante hai bibi... Badi malkin hi thi jinhone sabko inform kiya tha.. aur bakiyon ko bhi unki banayi list ke hisab se hi khabar di gayi hai..".

Haseena walked towards her mother's room. She stood in the corner of it as if checking the oiling of the door.

Shivani entered inside putting down her bag, She looked towards the old lady. "Ammi?", She said going towards the lady.

Noor looked back and realized who that person was and replied, "Shivani!! Betaa.. achha hua aap aa gayii..".

Shivani touched the lady's feet taking her blessing as both hugged each other tightly. Noor started crying again, along with the latter. Both stayed as it is for moment. Shivani asked caressing the lady's back, "Ammi.. lekin achanak yai sab kaise hua?".

Their conversation was going deep, as both the ladies needed no time to set with each other for a conversation. Noor was sharing everything as if Shivani might be their own daughter more than Haseena Malik herself. And all of it was making Haseena more angry at the moment. Although the similar thought was a happy moment for her once upon a time.

She didn't realize that her right hand was holding something made of a glass around the corner too tightly, maybe expressing her inner storm upon that single object. That it almost broke down into pieces, its broken parts piercing through her palm but She didn't even wince in pain.

Rukhmani who was busy admiring her interior of the Haweli, still not overcome the feeling of this entire place. While doing that, She came across the corridor and noticed her mother standing there.

She ran towards her mother to give her a quick hug as her usual habit. "Ammiiii!!! Chalo na bhuk lagi hai!!!", She said hugging her mother's waist due to the height difference from behind.

That alert the ladies talking inside and the one who was almost drawn into her own memories. Haseena finally let out the breath She didn't know She was holding back, and felt the pain in her palm. She winced but hide it right away wiping her tears. She turned around hugging back her daughter with one hand and replied, "Ha princess chalo aap Rashi didi se kaho khana lagaye ham bas abhi aaye..".

Rukhmani nodded her head and soon ran away towards the dinning area. Shivani rushed outside seeing the blood dripping from the latter's hand as She grabbed a soft fabric from nearest drawer and pressed it over the latter's injured palm. She shouted, "Rade walii baii kab sudhregii?!! Kitni bar kaha hai khudka dhyan rakhna sikh kab sikhegi?!!!".