Qubool hai: a second chance ✅✅

~4~

Bhopal, India, two weeks later.

Safaa was in Bhopal. She still didn't talk to Maya as she was too busy looking for her family. Maya's mother was very kind to her and she had helped her with her searches.

England.

"Ammi? Why can't I come with you?" Asya asked crying.

"We have to do something very important Asya. And for your safety, you have to stay here ok?" Zoya explained with her eyes watery.

"Will you come back?" Asya enquired.

"Of course. We will come back." Asad said.

"When?" She asked.

"We don't know love, but we'll do everything to come back as soon as possible," Zoya answered. Asya hugged her parents then they hugged Sheereen, Ayaan and his family. Even Nikhat was there to say goodbye. Zoya held Asad's hand as they got into the plane. It was time for them to take revenge on Tanveer.

Punjab, India.

Sanam's dhaba was almost done and she hadn't spoken to Aahil once. She didn't even know that he was building another dhaba. Rehaan went back to Bhopal as he had to do some work.

Dilshad and Haaya had taken care of Sanam during the past two weeks. She had recovered very well and she was ready to find a job for her family.

On the other hand, Haaya was smitten with Rahaat, her childhood friend who was back from the army. He was very gentle with her and has offered to help the family. Dilshad eventually accepted and they were staying in his home in Punjab until Sanam's full recovery.

Aahil had followed Sanam during all that time. He had sent her medicines for her wounds and he was finishing her dhaba. Sanam was obviously not aware that Aahil was the one who sent her those medicines. He even decided to gave her an amount of money to help her.

Dilshad was doing her prayer when she felt some sort of relief! She ended her namaz and cried for her children, praying for Najma, Asad and Zoya to rest in peace. But she oddly found herself saying "Give my son and his wife a long and happy life." She was surprised as she never said that in 17 years of sorrow, she never wished for them to have a happy life and now she did this. She found herself crying asking for god to cease the pain still present after all those years. She prayed for Seher as well. She wished to find her as soon as possible, she wished to hold her tightly, to tell her how sorry she was for letting her behind!

Bhopal, India.

Zoya and Asad were finally in Bhopal. Nikhat had proposed them to live with her adoptive son Rahaat but they had kindly refused because they didn't want people to find out that they were alive. That was why they bought a house far from the urban side of Bhopal. Zoya was unusually quiet during the journey and Asad had planned to organize a romantic night in order to give her some happiness in her sorrow.

Zoya'spov.

Allah miyaan! It was very odd how Asad could manage to be so calm! A number of emotions were in my heart. I was excited because I would be able to meet my daughters, hence, I was frightened to meet this crazy bitch again! I understood Asad when he had said that we should stay in England but I just couldn't. I couldn't see my life without my children and seeing how beautiful Asya was made me realize that Tanveer had taken this from me. She had taken my right to see my babies grow up, she had taken my right to see them going to school, to see them become women. Because of her they even grew up separately! "Me, Zoya Asad Ahmed Khan, I swear on my life that I will fight until Tanveer Beg pays for all her crimes. She will pay for killing Najma, my father, my father-in-law. She will pay for having separated a mother from her son.. she will pay for everything." I promised to myself.

Seher's pov.

I was looking for someone who could give me information about my parents. I walked and walked until I reached a beautiful house. This house seemed to be familiar. Like I had already seen it. I left the place quickly as I saw a car coming near the house and I continued my path. I approached a mosque, so I covered my hair and I entered it to pray for my parents even though I didn't know them. When I finished my prayer, I was going to leave the mosque when someone held my arm.

"Zoya?" He asked. It was an old man and he seemed to be sure that I was this Zoya.

"Sorry, but my name is Safaa."I declared.

"That's strange, you look like Zoya. Is she your mother? She was very kind you know. But when she introduced you years ago, she said "here are my daughters, Sanam and Seher. So are you Seher or Sanam?"

What was he talking about?

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"I must be wrong but you're one of Zoya and Asad Ahmed Khan's twins, aren't you?"

"I don't know, don't you know where I can find them?" I asked.

"Beta, Zoya and her husband have been killed."