Eifad came home with a wide smile, first person who greeted her apart from Dheem Kaka was Zara.

'Why are you smiling, Mamma?' Zara asked cluelessly. Eifad kneeled in front of her daughter and held her in her arms, 'Because Mamma is very happy.'

'Wow! So, Farhan and you are finally getting married.' Zara said excitedly, a sparkle in her eyes. Eifad frowned.

'No,' she shook her head and Zara's face fell, 'of course not.' Eifad stood up, Zara flinched a little, the girl guessed she has angered her mother.

'Who is telling you this?' Eifad said angrily.

Zara looked down and muttered, 'No one, I guessed, Mamma.' Eifad noticed her sad voice and melted. Eifad sighed and kneeled again. She held her daughter's cheek in her palm and tried to hold her gaze but Zara had kept her head lowered.

'Honey, I am not marrying Farhan.' She said seriously. Zara looked up into her mother's eyes, random strands of her curls falling over her eyes. Eifad moved her strands and nodded. Zara moved her arms and took a step back

'But why?' her eyes pooling with tears. Before Eifad could answer Zara spoke, her lower lip trembling.

'Everyone bullies me at school...they say I have no father... everyone has a father except me... everyone's parents tell them to not speak with me because I don't have a father. I hear tales of how cool Dads are and I see a father in Farhan. Everything they say about their fathers I see in Farhan. But I don't have a father. Everyone calls me names and no one even sits beside me in class.' she cried.

Eifad felt her heart drop. She didn't know Zara was being bullied at school this bad. With all the Gaurav fiasco, she realized she had been ignoring her little daughter and she felt very guilty.

'Honey, I...' Eifad extended her arms but Zara shook her head and turned running upstairs.

Eifad sighed sadly.

On the way, Zara almost dashed into Farhan who had just come out of his room.

'Zara.' Farhan said concerned but Zara doesn't stop she rushed upstairs crying.

'Farhan don't.' Eifad said as Farhan stepped on the first step. He looked at her cluelessly. Eifad stood up and walked towards him.

'But she is...'

'Farhan, this is my family matter. I will handle it.' Eifad said sternly. She ignored the change in Farhan's expressions and climbed up stairs towards her room.

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Eifad freshened up and changed into her casuals. As she stepped out of the room, Aisha came to her. She looked worried.

'What happened, Ma?' Eifad asked

'Beta, Farhan is leaving.' She said. Eifad rolled her eyes, again with his drama, she thought.

'Ma, you be with Zara I will handle him.' Eifad said. Aisha nodded.

The door to the guest room was open, Eifad folded her arms and stood at the door leaning her hip against the door.

Farhan has his back to her and is stuffing his clothes and files into his suitcase. Eifad sighed and entered.

'What are you doing?' she asked

'Can't you see.' Farhan said rudely. Eifad frowned. Why is he overreacting? She had just asked him to stay away from her family matter.

'Stop it, Farhan. Stay.' She said sternly. Farhan turned to look at her, 'Why?' he slammed the suitcase, neither of them flinched.

'I don't want to stay here and interfere in your family matters.' He air-quoted the word family. Eifad sighed rolling her eyes.

'Shut up, Farhan and...' she moved her hand to touch his suitcase when he held her hand. The heavy bandages were removed instead there is a small bandage in the middle of his right palm, where the cut was deep.

She looked at him annoyed, he looked back for a second before jerking her hand from his grip.

'What's wrong with you, Farhan? Why are you being so offended?' she asked him angrily. Farhan glared at her, 'You just opened my eyes, Eifad.' He said seriously, his lower-lip trembled as he tried to keep his voice calm. Eifad held her forehead with her palm, the other resting on her hip.

'For God sakes, Farhan....'

'Tell me one thing Eifad, who am I to you? and your family?' he asked turning to face her.

'Of course, friend.'

'And...'

Eifad looked on then Farhan said, changing the topic, 'and you are taking me for granted.'

'Excuse me...' Eifad raised her eyebrow.

'Yes. In these two years, you have been treating me like...shit... coming to me only when you are upset or need someone to talk to and I... fool... keep running behind you like an idiot. I am sure behind my back you must be laughing, Haina?' Farhan said seriously.

Eifad is taken aback by the accusation, 'It is not true.' She said instantly. Farhan scoffed.

'Stop lying, Eifad. I am sick of running behind you and get this cold treatment from you... and I am sick of being only friends.' he said, his voice raised a little decibel. Eifad stiffened.

Farhan dropped his luggage, he winced having hurt his wound. But when Eifad extended her hand, Farhan stuck out his palm gesturing her to stay back. Eifad noticed blood, but before she could say anything Farhan interrupted, 'Today was the last straw. Eifad, you have hurt me bad...' he said. Eifad noticed his brown eyes glistening with tears.

'And yes, from now onwards, stay away from me...' he said pointing his index finger at her. Eifad simply stared at him and continued to stare as he walked out of the room and her life.

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Zara kept asking where Farhan was and why he left in a hurry. Aisha kept giving random excuses while Eifad tried hardest to not flip out. But when Zara's whining didn't stop, Eifad flipped out.

She stood up pushing her chair, the screeching sound quietened everyone.

'Farhan, Farhan! All I hear is his name. We won't die if he isn't with us. Stop.' Eifad closed her eyes and took a deep breath and looked at her mother and daughter, 'Listen, Farhan is gone and he is gone for good. Okay! Now if I hear anyone take his name in this house I will throw them out as well.' Eifad said seriously. Both Aisha and Zara kept quiet, they simply stared at Eifad and their stares irritated her.

Eifad pushed her plate and angrily stormed out of the dining room. Angrily she climbed the stairs and slammed the door shut.

'Stupid Farhan! You think I need you. No. You want to walk out of my life then good riddance.' Eifad muttered angrily to herself.

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Later that night Eifad paced in her room wearing her PJs, she kept dialling Farhan's number but her call kept going to his voice mail. She felt frustrated. Earlier, she was mad at him but with time her anger melted and she felt concerned for him. She remembered the blood from his wound and got worried. He got the wound saving her life and for that, she is very grateful to him.

But after being repeatedly ignored she got angry once again.

'You want to show me attitude, Mr. Zafar. Fine, Go to hell.' She said tossing her phone on the bed.

She fell flat on her back on the bed and stared at the ceiling all the while cursing Farhan until sleep engulfed her.

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