"You mean, I need to make a fake report?" Questioned, Rohan Mikhael. His one of the long lost college friend. Barq shrugged passing his the file. "I don't know, exactly what but you have to prepare a fake reports of Amayra that she is my and Noya’s daughter. No matter how much, I am gonna pay you" He shrugged saying as if it was not a big deal.

Rohan, a sweet guy.  Reciprocated his charming smile, "sure, I will make sure you do exactly how you want. Besides this have up wondered what will happen if they file a case? And or involve cops?" He questioned raising his eyesbrows.

Barq smirked leaning back, "Why do I even need to worry, when you own brother is a well known advocate and one of my cousin is a cop. Rohan chuckled at his plans. "And do you think it will be enough?" He questioned. To which shrugged. He didn’t knew will his plan work or not. As Ummayad had a lot of things to sort.

"I know it's alot to ask for, But I can't just anyone take my daughter away. And if anything such happens, Noya will be heartbroken. She married me for My daughter. And I can't afford to lose these two. They are my life" He mumbled being tensed.

Rohan smiled cheekily, "bro you are doing well! Indeed you are a man of guts. I am sure you will succeed" He encouraged him making him nod. "Hope so"

Rohan and Barq stood up, sharing a brotherly hug. Barq marched out of his cabin to the parking area. His phone pinged with a message. It was from hubaab. He couldn’t wait to see the picture that he just sent. Noya and Amayra, happily ever were baking cake. He couldn’t help but smile.

"I wish I could always see you two, like this happily together" He thought as his plans were something evil. He knew he was preparing with everything fake reports and tests. But he had too. A Man can go beyond the limit just for his loved ones. Specially his daughter and his wife.

Driving back to his mansion. He parked his car in the porch. Walking straight into the lounge, his eyes scanned waiting restlessly for the one and only person.

"Amor? Noya?" He called when he couldn’t help to find them.

His steps came to halt when he heard them giggling in the garden. Where hubaab was being chased by a butterfly! As he hates them! He turned swiftly to the right and witnessed Noya laughing her heart out. Those lose strands around her small face were enough to make his heart do a little flip flop.

But what caught his attention was that, His daughter was smiling and giggling too snuggling to his wife. He felt a relief that they both were doing great together. The way Noya held her, no one could say that she was not her baby.

His attention than drew back to the one who was running all around just because the butterfly choose him to be its sitting spot. Hubaab's nose!

He couldn’t help but chuckled. Noya’s eyes went to the source of voice and she smiled politely at him. Which he returned back with million dollar smile.

"Daddy!" Amayra ran towards him. He quickly held her in his arms and hugged her. "Hey love, how are you doing?" He asked as he walked towards his wife.

"I am good, and daddy why did you left early?" She questioned making a cute pout.

"I had some work. But as now I am free. Let's do whatever my princess wish" He says as his eyes turned to his wife. She smiled and mouthed, "our princess" to which his heart skipped a beat.

Hearing this Amayra giggled and cupped her own face cutely saying, "I am shy" towards which hubaab chuckled saying, "little Homan is shy" While Noya and Barq were busy drowning in each other's eyes.

Their heart skipped beats, their eyes couldn’t move, hubaab smiled at them and sneaked out with Amayra, teasing her.

"Thank you" barq whispered as he found themselves alone.

"For?" She asked raising her eyebrows.

"For us, for my daughter..

"It's our daughter. Barq, I have been thinking this since long. Infact I made a decision mental note to forget all my past and start with a fresh and positive" she smiled as she spoke.

"I am glad you are trying" He says making her smile more.

"There are things I need you to tryst me with, will you?" He asked remembering something.

"Of course, only if you bake a cake" she teased making him smile more.

"What would you like to add to the list? Maam?" He asked making her giggle as she brought up her hand to her mouth, giggling,his eyes noticed that she was not wearing the ring.

He frowned and asked, "where is the ring?" To which she frowned and said, "Oh I forgot it on the kitchen counter" she remembered when she was making hot chocolate for Amayra.

"Never remove it, Noya" He whispered in his most husky voice that made her heart skip. "I am sorry, I will just put it now" she says making him nod.

As she moved out of his sight, he couldn’t help but gawk at her disappearing figure. She was a positive person. 

Smiling as he stood up, his phone rang. His smile vanished, it was an unknown no. It can be his call too. He assumed. The moment he slide the call to answer. He was right. It was him.

"Hey Barq, have you thought about it?" He questioned.

"Yes. The Game is on My dear friend. Let's push our luck for the best." He said in his most dominating voice.

He heard him chuckling. "Don’t waste you time"

"You better prepare for the lose" barq commanded and ended the call.

He knew Ummayad wouldn't back away easily. He have to be caution.

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