Determined for Jihan

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"Okay, coming." She wore her dupatta and slippers and went out.

"Abba?" She knocked the door.

"Come in Haya."

She opened the door. Sulaiman sahab was sitting on the bed. He was thinking deeply and looked worried. Fatima Begum was sitting on the sofa. Her eyes looked sad and her face looked gloomy.

" Did you call me abba?"

"Yes, come sit."

She silently entered the room and sat by the corner of the bed. Sulaiman sahab kept quiet for a few minutes and looked like he was thinking of a plan but it looked like he will talk plainly without any plan.

"I have taken a decision."

She raised her head. He was looking very serious.
"Now you should take a divorce from Sabeen's son through the court."

She wouldn't have felt so much pain even if someone would have whipped her face, but she fely extremely pained now.

"I have spoken to the lawyer. In one session at the court you both can be separated and looking at how much they despise us, I am sure they will be happy."
She was shocked. She looked at her mom who shrugged helplessly.

"Your dad is right. We have no other option except this. It is very clear from their attitude that they don't want to proceed with this relation."

"Abba, is this the only solution?" She spoke after sometime and her voice had the feeling of shattered dreams.

"Is there any solution apart from this? Haya, no father in this world wants to breal apart his daughter's home and I woukd never have told you to do this..but at what cost? At what cost should we continue this relationship when they are showing us no hope!"

"If you really want to see me setteld then allow me to go to Turkey, I will definitely find him there and will ask him if he wants to be with me. If not he can divorce me. If he does not want to I will go to the court there itself but let me try once, Please!"

"Abba give me five montg's time. Even after this if you feel like I should divorce him I will agree to whatever you say."

She stood up and without saying anything she left the room.

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