Nervousness clouded her as soon as she entered the room. His room, their room. Amayra giggled at the decoration that was not anything less than a perfect celebration of their union. Hubaab smiled at the artwork of himself and patted his shoulder being soo proud. Sophia eyed the decoration and patted his shoulder appreciating it, "you did a good Job, Hubaab" she says making him smile. Little Amayra grasped the roses and giggled at their softness. While Noya’s heart skipped beats.

She anxiously held the hem of her gown, Sophia side hugged her, "It's your room now, welcome to Ilhas family sweetheart. I know it's alot to digest. But don't worry you have me by your side. Now take some rest, I have a flight to catch" she says smiling and patting her head lovingly. Noya found no words to utter she just gave a small nod.

Hubaab too nodded and left. Little Amayra hugged her granny and fastened her list of gifts to her hand she demanded. Sophia left, Noya sighed and looked around the room where she was all alone. Her heart was beating bit strange at the new feeling. "Why me?" She mumbled with a whimper being all alone and confused. She never had planned such wedding. But who can win when it was fated like this?

While here, Barq with some unsettled thoughts and doubts marched into the hospital as soon as he reached. His mind was yelling there was something that he needed to look back. But his heart was saying something else, that he truly did wrong by coming here. The fixed feelings gots him unsettled and frustrated.

"This way sir" said the receptionist as she took him to the cabin of Dr. Rohan who was present at Amayra's birth. He had the reports of DNA reports as well her real parents information.  Barq took a deep breath and entered the cabin to meet a couple. His eyes widened at the scene. Ummayad Kenz, along with a lady. Her back was facing him. Ummayad stood up as soon as he saw his friend.

"Ummayad, are you for real?" Barq asked with a tone of surprise and shock. Was not he died? Barq stepped forward to hug him but Ummayad stopped him in the middle, showing his palm to stop. "I want my daughter, Barq. I am here for Amayra, she is my and Nora's daughter!" His words left his heart skipped beats.

Barq stumbled back. He went all numb.
"You don’t have that right! I am her father!" Barq managed to utter with pure shocking state. His voice seemed to be trembling like he was losing something precious.

"Barq, I don't want to create any drama, here are the reports and the documents along with all the proofs that she is my daughter. I want you to come out from this dilemma and make a correct decision for us and yourself, for Amayra. We have a business meeting. I will get back to you after a week. Make sure you consider this time making a right decision" He says with a sigh and patted his back.

Barq couldn’t help but scowl at at his words. Was it soo easy for him to make such decisions? How can he say that. He sighed with a restless heart and gritted His teeth. While Ummayad and Nora left leaving him in a mess.

His head started spinning now. He needed a small, a bit assurance that she was his daughter and no one can take her away.
Walking out , in the hallway. With a numb mind and loud beating heart. Barq was witnessing the hardest phase of his life.

"I raised her, I holded her, she is mine baby, my daughter, my heart" His voice shuddered as he stood all alone under the dark sky. Looking down with teary eyes.

The clouds roared announcing the arrival of next storm. The nature was aware of his deep lose. May be the timing was perfect for sky to pour down the rain, feeling his pain.

His sorrow was not anyless to be consoled as a child's lose is a huge lose to the one who birth them. Being a parent is not easy. All the world's shine, comforts fade away when it comes to your child.

He was facing the same situation. His little baby was going to lose him ever. He felt like some ripped of his heart. His breathings turned heavier. May be a man never knows how to let out his emotion, as in he was never taught. But being a father is not easy either. He sacrifices his comfort, his sleep, his likes to make everything available for his child.

Barq fet like burning down the whole world.

His phone rang, grabbing his attention. With a teasing message from his brother. "Bro it's your first night. Come back soon. Noya must be feeling alone and left out" his mind went to the flashback of his wedding. Her teary eyes made him groan.

Driving back to his mansion he marched to his room where Noya was sleeping in her wedding gown, that to in an uncomfortable position. He sighed, removing his coat he kneeled down at her level to lift her up, slowly scooping her in his arms he made her lay on the bed.

Gazing her with no expressions, he felt a tug in his heart, "I am sorry, Ya Qalbi
You are being dragged in to this marriage. My life is already a mess and you have to witness this all. I feel like a loser, who can't afford to give happiness to his own wife and save his own daughter!" He mumbled as a long tear rolled down his eye.

His vision turned blur, due to tears. Indeed a man is the strongest creation. But when he cries, he cries like a child. His each tear screams his pain, helplessness, and discomfort that he hides from the world.

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