Aşkım-Jannat Kay Pattay FanFiction

7. Promise me

Two weeks had passed since Haya and Jihan got back to their work routines.

Haya just came back home from her office and was taking a nap when their doorbell rang. Jihan went to open it only to find Uncle Furqan and Aunt Saima at his doorstep. He stepped aside to give them a way to pass. They were the same. Furqaan uncle's hands were bound on his back, his neck was straight (a symbol of pride and arrogance) but a shadow of shame visibly swirled in his eyes and Jihan caught it.
While on the other hand, Aunt Saima looked like she has been forced to be here, as expected.

They sat together in the living room. Jihan went and fetched some water for him as he looked tired; a tired father.

For quite a long while nobody spoke, they sat in an awkward silence. Aunt Saima had her eyes roaming all around taking in the details of their house. No matter what happens this woman would never change. She was taking in details to pick up a topic for gossip with her other family women.

Jihan cleared his throat and asked them about their well being. Une just released a deep breath and nodded his head. Aunt Saima was about to open her mouth to spit poison from her mouth but Furqaan stopped her by giving her a slight nudge. It did not go unnoticed by Jihan.

" Where's Haya? " he wanted to say my daughter but he didn't know if he had that right. When Furqaan's had left the Suleman's house after Jihan had played Waleed and Irum's video, she had blamed Haya and had said disgusting things about her character to which she had gotten a tight slap from him.

After Furqaan's accident that had happened because of Waleed when Haya saved Furqaan uncle's life, he had developed a soft corner for her. But there was more to it; her persistence on the decision she had made. She did not care if the whole family was standing against her. She had made a decision, a choice for the love of ALLAH and stood by it. This, increased the amount of respect he had for this girl.

" I'll go and call her " Jihan stood up from his place and stepped forward when he saw Haya walking towards them. She greeted them respectfully as if nothing had happened between their families. Ofcourse, she would not disrespect her elders specially when they were at her doorstep. Are not blood relations like that? But if they said anything wrong about Jihan, she would not take it and would give it back to them, no matter if it is taken as a disrespect. Be it! But she won't take it.

He kept a hand over her head and blessed her. Aunt Saima took her in a side hug and gave her a forced smile. Jihan felt the air around him tightening but he sat quietly with a straight face with zero expressions.

Haya settled herself beside Jihan. Dressed in a white dress she had her hair tied in a lose bun. Jihan was wearing a blue jeans and full sleeves white t-shirt with it's sleeves rolled upto his elbows, his front hair covered his forehead.
They looked similar. Alike!

Furqaan took a look at them, the way they sat together like they have got each other's back. He couldn't help but smile sadly.

Finally he spoke, " I am here to apologize for whatever Irum did. She tried to dishonour Haya through her words. I am sorry for that. "

" It's okay Uncle. Respect and honour of a person were never in the other's hands. They never were. They will never be! " Haya said with faith laced in her smiling voice. Her gaze was fixed on Saima aunt when she said this. Saima's insides blazed at that look of her's and her words. Furqaan nodded at the fact.

He further said, " We have fixed Irum's wedding and we will be glad if you both attend it. Let past be in past. We should move on. Blood ties shouldn't be broken, right? "

' Look who's talking about blood ties! ' Jihan scoffed internally. Haya thought the same, ' Why did he forget this phrase when it came to his own sister? ' but they both stayed silent and let him speak because he would still not be ashamed of what he did to Sabeen and Jihan. If he ever showed that he cared, it would be because of Jihan's profession that earned him the much deserved respect.