"....twenty-nine, thirty!" Noor started clapping her hands and I did the same too. She is an intelligent child. My child.
Calling someone my child feels weird but is what it is. Noor is now my child and I am her mother.
"Ammi I can now count till thirty!" She yelled with a big smile and threw her hands around me, pulling me into a tight hug.
"Yes. Now for the reward you can get some free time" I said caressing her back with a smile as she hugs me more tightly.
"Okay Ammi!" She breaks the hug and moves to collect all her books. She keeps them neatly on her shelf.
Noor has an enthusiastic smile. She is always energetic and hyper active. Being with Noor these days makes me feel a lot better. And not seeing Abba and Ammi makes it even better.
"Ammi I want to sleep. You can go" Noor said to which said I nodded.
"Bye Noor, Allahafiz" I left the door of her room open and went inside my room. Our room. Mine and Mr Baig's room.
I take a long breath and enter the room. I look at the clock and it was 3 a.m. Soon it will be time for asar. What should I do? I dont feel sleepy too.
I sit down on the bed discarding the dupatta from my head. Running my fingers through my hair I close my eyes. It feels so good.
After a good 10 minutes of massage I get up and started to clean the room. Its not to messy but I'm just bored.
After cleaning I saw the time and it was 4 a.m. The time today is going just too slow. I exit our room and went downstairs to see Ammi drinking tea as she watched the television on the sofa.
Should I go to her? Would it be awkward if she ignores me? What if she did not like my presence? What if she wi-
"Hiba?" I flinched at the voice and I looked at Ammi who was looking at me. I quickly went towards her and stood beside her.
"J-ji?" I asked her and she patted the seat beside her asking me to sit down. Should I? Before I could think more she pulled my wrist and I landed beside her.
(Y-yes?)"Where is Noor?" She asked me, her voice soft as a feather. Keeping her cup down she looked into my eyes which were soft and filled with...adoration?
"S-she is sleeping....she was tired after studying I guess so" I replied as I lower my head. I felt a hand on my hand and when I saw it, It was Ammi's hand resting on mine.
"Will you allow me to give you something?" She asked my and my eyes widen. Why is she asking for my permission? She should not let my opinions matter, thats what Aziz and Abba taught me.
"Why are you asking me?" I asked in a low voice and she patted my head. I want to cry, why is she so sweet?
"Baccha....you are not only the daughter-in-law of this house but also my own daughter. I dont know what is your past and I dont know why you think we will treat you the wrong way. We know you were forced too, just like Mizan. You are not at fault" By the end of her word my eyes were filled with tears. Just a blink and they will flow out.
"C-can I hug you?" I asked hesitantly, scared if she denies. But instead she pulled me into a motherly hug which was new to me. Its the first time for a women to consider me as their daughter and also hug me lovingly.
I quickly wrap my arms around her and let the tears fall. She patted my back and cooed me like a baby. After a good time of crying I pull back and looked at her.
"Always think of me as your mother and share anything you want" she said and I nodded instantly.
"I'll go wake up Noor. She won't be able to sleep at night otherwise" I said to which she nodded and I left the living room.
I enter her room and gently shake Noor to wake her up. She stirred in her sleep and rubbed her eyes.
"Ammi...?" She whispered in her sleep and I smiled.
"Wake up Noor" I whisper back in a low voice and she slowly opened her eyes. Upon seeing me a faint smile made its way on her lips.
She slowly sat up on the bed and rubbed her eyes as I fixed her hair which was all over her face.
"Did Abba arrive?" She asked and I shook my head. She misses him the most.
"He'll be here soon so get up and freshen up i'll get your snacks" I said to which she nodded and ran into the bathroom not before pecking me cheeks.
This is what a home is. I finally got my own home where mines are only mine
_______________________________Hiba is finally feeling comfortable here 🥳😤
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