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Iman & Waleed

" Chaha hai tujhko chahugi hardam marke b Dil se ye pyaar Na hoga Kam "

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" Chaha hai tujhko chahugi hardam marke b Dil se ye pyaar Na hoga Kam "

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Iman's pov :

In the city of Lahore , Dr iman  Shajir comes out of the operation theatre the patients family were waiting . I took the baby girl in my arms and gave it to his dad . The whole family was happy . Still I had to give a bad news to them .

"Am sorry sir , we couldn't save the mother of this baby . She passed away "

Soon the smile of the patient's husband faded away and there that good news turned into a bad one . Everyone from the family started crying .

I went to home after the tight schedule , the incident was running on my mind since I returned home . How the family was happy at a moment and the other second the whole world of them turned around.

I came out of the bathroom and freshened up And went to the hallway . I didn't find my father  there so I went to the garden . Even I couldn't find him there.  He is a busy person he doesn't find time for his family . But Iman loves her father the most . As Iman's mother passed away when Iman  was just 10 . Iman  had a nanny for her . Iman's father didn't get remarried.
I asked Tahira aapa where is dad .

Tahira aapa , abbu kahan hai ?

(Sister Tahira , where is dad ?)

Tahira aapa said he went early in the morning . We only do dinner together sometimes . Then I went to my room and laid on the bed . And started thinking about my loneliness without my mother . My father and mother Ran away and got married that's why my paternal side no one accepted them . I was wondering where abbu has gone  . Because from some days abbu's health was not good . Abbu had heart attack almost twice .
Soon I got a call from an unknown number . I attended the call.

Hello , we are speaking from Rahim hospital . Shajir sahib passed away in the accident .

I started crying , Tahira aapa came running to me I hugged her tightly .

2 days later :

I was standing inside the rumein haveli my paternal's home . I have never in my 24 years of my life came here . I went inside the room I saw a man in 50's and he introduced me as my Taya abbu .

I was thinking
where they were when my father needed them ?

Then I met my Tayi ammi who was not happy to see me but glued a fake smile on her face just because of Taya abbu . I was directed towards a room my room it was very basic all white walls surrounded the single bed . A washroom and a mirror on the one side of wall and a cupboard for my clothes apparently . My Taya abbu has two daughters and one of them was going to get married tomorrow.

I wokeup and felt someone in my room . I turned to see I saw my Tayi ammi standing with laiba her younger daughter . She kept a dress in my bed its design was so old . I had better dresses . My Tayi ammi told me wear that dress in the evening . I nodded a yes but I won't be wearing them .

In the evening everyone was gathered for the asar nikah . I descended the stairs and felt a strong gaze at me . I shifted uncomfortably in my place . I felt a tight hold in my arm and dragged me to the store room as expected it was my Tayi ammi she slapped hard across my face . I was crying .

Ta---yi .... Aa--mmi what did I do ?

( Aunty , what did I do ?)

Yeh mujhse puch Rahi ho tum ? How dare you not wear the dress I gave you ? Huh ! Aaye huwe ek din nahi huwe aur tumhari manmarziyan shuru hogayi ? Kya zaroorat hai tumhe itni achi dress pehenneki wahan Waleed bas tumhe hi dekha jayega hai .

( you are asking this to me? It's not even been one day since you are here already you have started showing your attitude ? . What's the need to wear the prettiest dress Waleed was only staring at you .)

Tears streaming from my eyes I had no idea who Waleed was and what was going here .

Tayi ammi left .

After some minutes I was sitting in a corner at my room and crying . I forgot to lock the door I feel a Tap at my shoulders .

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