"Sir, I have all the information about the Mariya. I am sending you the details." Abbas smiled listening to the other side of the person at the call. He just came back after having lunch with his wife. Abbas looked at the video, photos and a few documents. He smiled to himself.
"Mariya your game is over."
"Someone is happy." Rahil teased his little sister.
Harisa hid her face behind the curtain of her hair, trying her best not to blush in front of her brother.
"Bhai stop teasing me." Harisa murmurs.
"I hope all your misunderstandings are clear."
"Why did you allow him to meet me?" Harisa fake glares at her brother remembering he permits Abbas to take her for lunch.
"To be honest. I was shocked when Abbas called me to ask permission to take you for lunch. The Abbas I had known Harisa would never ask for permission but he is a man with morals and ethics. And asking permission just proves that he did not want to mess up any chance to be with you. That man is walking on eggshells. I don't want to make it hard for him, so I permit him, and I did that for you. Also, I want you to be happy."
"Aren't you the best brother?" Harisa gives him a side hug.
"That I am." Rahil speaks in arrogance.
"Are you serious, Noor, right now? You hurt your daughter. Asfandiyaar was boiling in anger when he came to know how Mariya and Noor had planned to hurt Harisa's fall from the stairs, which looked like an accident.
"I don't know why are you so concerned about her." Noor yells at him. Everyone was present in the living room seeing the stone heart mother and witch like a sister. Zohra was giving both of them a disgusted look whereas Zafar and Zara were shocked at the revelation. Rayyan and Zoya were disappointed in Noor and Mariya.
Harisa looked at her mother who was yelling at her father. She didn't know what was happening as they just entered the living room. Both Brother and sister were out of their parent's view. Rahil clenched his jaw in anger. He was fed up with his mother for hating Harisa. He took hold of Harisa's hand wanting her to be away from the hurtful words that her mother was going to sprout for her.
"Because she is my daughter."
"An unwanted daughter Asfandiyaar." Noor emphasizing on word unwanted.
Harisa looked at her brother in confusion.
"Harisa is not unwanted Noor."
"Oh, come on, Asfandiyaar, you and I both know that we don't want a third child. We did our best to abort her, but that bitch of your daughter survived."
Harisa felt a punch in her gut by listening to her mother's words. She staggered back from the weight of the word. Rahil holds her to prevent her from falling.
"Ammi that's enough." Rahil glared at his mother.
Asfandiyaar look at her daughter with pain in his eyes.
"Baba, I... am....am unwanted." Harisa speaks between her sob
"No, you are not." Asfandiyaar moves forward and holds her daughter in her arms. "You are the most precious gem in my life."
"But Ammi"
"Don't listen to her."
"Why shouldn't she? She should know that she was a burden to me. She is a bad omen. The moment she was conceived, she had brought only bad luck, nothing else. We started fighting because of her. Which we are doing till now. The moment she was born my mother died." Noor yells at the top of her lungs. "I wish you had died when you were born." A sound resonated in the living room. Noor looked at Asfandiyaar in shock. Asfandiyaar has never raised his hand to her, no matter what she did or how she treated Harisa.
"You are not the woman to whom I married Noorie. You are turned into something else whom I am not able to recognize. This is not my wife and this is not the mother of my children. I do understand you don't want a third child. But she was meant to be born. Allah has written a life for her, and you and I can't do anything. Your mother died because of an accident. She was happy to see her third granddaughter. She was on her way to meet our child. I am so disappointed in you and your mother must be too."
After listening to her parent's words, Harisa ran out of the Baig Mansion.
Abbas walks down the staircase in a hurry. "Abbas, where are you going?" Laiba asked him.
"To get your daughter-in-law back." Abbas gives a full-blown smile to his mother.
"Really?" Farida asked his grandson.
"That's great news." Mirha exclaimed happily.
"Don't waste time go fast." Yunus added smiling happily with the news.
"Yes, your chachu is right." Laiba thanks her lord for granting them happiness.
"We will also go." Juveria stands up along with Zubair, Junaid and Anabiya.
"Let me call Mariam. I don't want her to miss the doom of Mariya." Junaid dialled his fiancee's number.
Abbas knew if he was going to stop them, they wouldn't listen to him. To save his time and energy he agreed with them.
I am Coming wifey.
"Harisa," wait Rahil yelled behind his sister, who was running aimlessly out of the gate.
An unwanted daughter Asfandiyaar.
She should know that she was a burden to me.
She is a bad omen.
The moment she was conceived, she had brought only bad luck, nothing else.
We started fighting because of her. Which we are doing till now.
The moment she was born my mother died.
Noor words kept resonating in her mind like a broken record. Harisa ran aimlessly on the road tears streaming down her cheeks.
My own mother hates me.
A truck came at her full speed hitting Harisa.
"Harisaaaaaaa"
Rahil and Zafar ran towards her. Rahil holds her bloodied body in her hand.
"Hey baby sister look at me. Bring the car fast." Rahil yelled at Zafar
"No....Ab....Abbas......." Harisa coughs blood. Trying her best to form a word.
"Nothing will happen to you. I will call Abbas." Rahil dialled Abbas's number with his shivering hand.
I wish you had died when you were born.
Noor's words echoed in her mind.
Your wish is granted Ammi.
She smiled and closed her eyes getting relief from the emotional pain.
Be ready with your tissue for the next chapter
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Bound By Nikah
Humor"What are you doing? Over here", Laiba glared at Abbas, who was busy with his phone. "Ammi, I am responding to an important client" Abbas said, getting annoyed. "Go and sit beside Mariya" He scowls at his mother. "You agreed to this marriage, did...
