Next Day
The atmosphere was filled with a buzz of excitement as everyone got ready for the nikah of Hurain Hamza. Friends and family gathered together, their laughter and chatter filling the air. The venue was decorated with colorful flowers and lights, creating a celebratory backdrop for the special day.
At Basit's house in his daughter's room, Basit stood in front of his daughter, his fingers deftly tying her hair into a neat bun. As he worked, he struck up a conversation with her.
Basit : So, Fatima Zehra~
he began, his voice warm and affectionate,
Basit : are you excited for today?
Dua kinda obsessed with Hazrat Fatima Zehra...Dua says Hazrat Fatima Zehra is her ideal....She wants to be like her...So Basit call her his Fatima Zehra ~ which kinda make Dua extremely happy.
Basit chuckled at his daughter's enthusiasm, her excitement palpable in her words.
Dua : Super duper excited, huh?
he replied, a smile playing on his lips.
Basit : I can see that, my love. I'm glad you're looking forward to the day.
Dua : hehehe, anyways!!! abbu?? you always tied my hair right ?
Basit's gaze softened as he nodded gently, his fingers working on his daughter's hair.
Basit : Yes, my sweetie....I've always been the one to tie your hair.
Dua : but where did you learn it from??
Basit chuckled softly, his eyes reflecting a touch of nostalgia.
Basit : To be honest, I learned it from your ammi. Whenever she used to get lazy ( at her pregnancy time ) i tied her hair up ~
Dua : ammi ohhhhhhh
Basit nodded, a hint of a smile on his face.
Basit : Yes, Your ammi taught me how to do all those things, like feeding you, changing your diapers, and even tying your hair.
Dua : now I'm a big girl i don't wear diaper!!!!
Basit laughed at her comment, his eyes filled with amusement.
Basit : No, you definitely don't wear diapers anymore, You're all grown up now and don't need them.
Dua : Yesh!!!!
Basit : Yesh??? That Shahzain!!!!!!!
As Basit finished tying up Dua's hair, the young girl chuckled, her laughter like a soft melody.
Basit : There,
he said, gently patting her head.
Basit : All done. You look beautiful, my Fatima Zehra ~
Dua glanced at her reflection in the mirror, observing the finished hairstyle. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she admired herself.
Dua : ma shaa Allah, I look pretty, Abbu,
she said, a touch of pride in her voice. Basit gazed at his daughter, his heart swelling with love.
Basit : Yes, you do, my darling,
he affirmed, his tone filled with gentle affection.
Basit : You look absolutely beautiful.
Dua : but do I look as beautiful as your hoor ??
Basit chuckled at his daughter's question, her comment bringing a playful grin to his face.
Basit : Ahh meri pyaari bachchi
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